by Janet Brice Parker
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Years ago, I took a photograph.
Not with a camera, because
I didnít have one.
Iím glad now, that I was unable
to capture the scene on film.
my observation abilities grew that day.
the panoramic view presented
itself before me and I knew it was
significant. I was young, but I knew.
The room was cozy with a warm
pool of lamp light enhancing a circle
My great-grandmother lay, old and sick
in her iron bed. My eyes wandered,
and began recording that day forever.
I took a picture of my auntís profile.
Sharp features and long hair piled in a bun.
She was backlit by a lamp.
I rested my eyes on each relative in the room
and took my pictures. The absorption in
my brain was intense and forever documented.
I go back occasionally and visit that room
with itís many stages of life gathered there.
It wasnít a pleasant day for me, but it was important.
I look at the picture I took and no detail is missing.
Colors and quilt patterns, knick knacks and do dads,
light and shadow, linoleum floor flowers.
They all belong in the scrapbook of my mind.
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|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|They say that emotion intensifies the memory of events. We can, in great detail, remember those significant turning points. You have captured this one well in the watercolor of your mind.
|Reviewed by Handsum Hart
|EXCELLENT!!! one of best Janet
|Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers
|It's a gift that not all possess, and sometimes they do and never use it.
You've painted and autographed a very important day in your life, and as long as you choose to remember it's importance, then it will remain to carry you through the rest.
Touching and emotional tribute.
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|Thank you for describing so well something that is truly a mystery to me - being very vague and unobservant with the "natural" eye. My son tells me he has a photographic memory - or at least, that is why he doesn't have to "work"!! - and it sounds to be a most wonderful thing. Perhaps it is not uncommon amongst painters and artists and maybe you can "train" your eye and mind to capture these things. You have painted a wonderful word picture here that is indeed important and transforming, and yet gentle and soothing at the same time. Very vivid telling detail. Bless you, Janet. Your golden heart shines through all of your writes. LOL Kate xx|
|Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson
|Janet, this is a truly remarkable composition. You made the reader feel as if it were a living picture being broadcast from your minds eye. Outstanding...YES
|Reviewed by William Bonilla
|blest you are to remember in depth
William .....Peace & Love
|Reviewed by Kate Clifford
|Best way to take a picture :-) This is a great skill to learn. Thanks for the sharing.|
|Reviewed by jude forese
|memory is a living picture that lingers in our minds as well as in the collective psyche ...
extrememly well crafted imagery and concept ...
|Reviewed by Dave Harm
|I love taking pictures without a camera. They are always there, always fresh, and always yours! Merry Christmas|
|Reviewed by Lori Moore
|Your work is always first class. This stirred a few memories within me. Thanks!
|Reviewed by Silvia Hartmann
|Fascinating and very well written. Thank you!|
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|I did something very similar when my grandfather was at our house and dying. I wrote "Unburdening the Soul," about that day I recall so vividly. It is here on AD if you want to read it. This was very good, Janet.|
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|I have also taken such snapshots and they are as vivid in colour and content as they day they were taken, and like you one was at the scene of a dear one, my Dad when I spent his last few hours beside him in a hospital room. Great write.
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Janet this proves that you were born with your talent inate within you a gift which is why your painitns are so awesome! You have the true artists eye, formed at a very young age! Wonderful write about it, another gift you have;-)!|