Tuesday 2 November 2010

the one about a box, and photos I don't have...

I couldn't resist taking photos of the kids playing in this empty lawn mower box... in fact, I made all 3 of them get in the box, and will do it again when Chloe is home this weekend. I know it's a bit silly, but it evokes a memory in me, one that I don't have photos of, only images in my mind, and I don't want my kids to have just images.

One of the photos that I remember most clearly from our family album as a kid is one of me in a cardboard box, and my dad in a cardboard box. I'm about 5 or 6ish, making my dad not quite 30ish. I'm in a big box, and he's in a small box that has broken around him. The photo is dark, cause it was taken in the factory my parents ran, probably after work one day, or on a weekend when we were cleaning up for the week ahead. I always thought it was funny that dad sat in the little box and it broke, when there I was in a big box that would have been a better fit for him.

A simple memory, but a photo I can't share... and I'm determined that even if I don't scrap them, my kids will have the photos to remember moments.

“Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.” Kevin Arnold.

1 comment

  1. My girls have both enjoyed playing in large boxes over the years which were captured in photographs. Like you there are many things I would love to have had a photo of to capture the moment forever. What's even more heartbreaking, is old images I do have are now ruined from being stuck in old albums.
    Cate, in response to a comment you left on Haby G, a post covering crafting with kids will be up either today or tomorrow.


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