Let me begin by saying our hall is one of the most difficult spaces to photograph. Combine the low light, close quarters, and the glossy surface I’m trying to capture, and you’ve got the perfect photographic storm. Behold!
I know, right? It looks like someone was a little tipsy when trying to frame this piece. Not a parallel or perpendicular line in the whole thing. And the glare. The GLARE, people! All I wanted to do was show you our most recent addition to our home. Something we’ve been working on framing since we moved in. And this was all I managed to capture.
I tried from another angle to no avail.
MmmHmmm. More glare. More ghostly images of the part of the space I’m not trying to show you. But look closely.
If you squint a little you can see what it is. Original blue prints of our cottage! When we bought this home, we were gifted with an entire box of plans, receipts, photos, and yes, original blueprints of the house. And now we finally have them preserved and on the wall.
As I was becoming more and more frustrated with the photo-editing process, something struck me.
Superimposed on top of the original blueprint was a glimpse of the house as it is now. From before it ever was, to our nest today. As I looked at the image, my mind wandered, thinking of all the lives that have come and gone in this home since these plans were drawn up. Births. Deaths. Weddings. Deep sorrow. Great joy. And now our family has the privilege of continuing the story. Poor photography? Perhaps. Rich in history and deep gratitude? Without question.