I Envy Photographers | Harison Xavier

Yes, I envy photographers. Let me tell you why. First of all, I am not a photographer, I'm not interested in taking pictures too. I don't even really like taking my own selfie, I look ugly when I do. 

I have a great love for pictures. I started noticing that I do spent a lot of time staring at arts and photos in the internet, sometimes even 10 minutes on my single picture. At first I though "What a waste of time!",  I should be working on my projects or improving my skills. It's a guilty pleasure, a love to indulge in a parallel universe.

"No. That's not right" said my mind. "You are experiencing a talent of an artist." You are living the past, In this very right moment." 



Who are these people?

They see everything! And I am blind? This is what I ask myself every time I come across a great photograph. It is so beautiful. They see it but I am not able to see it. 

Some say it is the quality of the camera. Yes, to a small extend, but if we try the same with the camera, it's not possible. It's a bit embarrassing that even though I could see, I don't see it fully. 
I am missing the tiny details of a big picture. 

I was once attending a wedding and I noticed a camera man taking a picture of cakes and decorated fruits in the hall. He was spending a lot of time focusing and adjusting his camera, moving back and forth, sideways. I asked myself what is he doing? Finally after a few clicks he was satisfied. I found this every interesting. I went up to him and asked could you show me the picture you just took. 
Without any hesitation he turned the display screen to me. 

What happened next was a miracle. 

 

" I was blind, now I see. "

All the pictures above, I feel so nostalgic, I feel like I am in wonderland for a while. I am so happy and humbled inside. It is the most humbling experience I saw in his camera. A bright flash went on in my brain.  Sorry for too many pictures, but it would be a sin if I don't .
I would love to look into these pictures for hours and hours. 


How did he see that?
How is it even possible?
Why am I not seeing this?
Why am I blind? 
This is unfair. I don't have the privilege to see this with my eye?

The beauty, the lights, the colors, the texture . I envy that creativity he have. I envy his vision to the most simple things in life. I feel like I don't see anything at all. I am overwhelmed with emotions that I don't know what it is.  

Before at the wedding those were just cakes and fruits. Now it's a part of a masterpiece. 

How the hell do you see these things?







I can't appreciate the beauty of these pictures enough. I could only wish if I could see it with my own eye. 

It's okay for me to be jealous, they see things that I don't. But I could see what they see through these pictures .Someone else is working for me.  So I enjoy that. 

I found peace.