I guess most of you know it. You come back from a trip with flash cards full of the most amazing pictures the world has ever seen. You go through all of them full of excitement ... 1 star, 2 stars, 3 stars ... until you are happy with the final selection. You put the photos up to share them with others ... lots of comments ... another excitement.
But what about the rest of the photos? Do you just forget about them or delete them straight away? Are they really worse or do you just remember them being worse from the first time you reviewed them in the camera?
I sometimes find the first selection quite subjective. Having fresh memories of the atmosphere and what was happening outside the frame sometimes distracts me from what has actually been captured. It is just so hard to step back ... I remember the atmosphere rather than letting the image to pass it to me.
And that's why I love those rainy days when I stay at home browsing through old photos with a bottle of beer nearby (I wish I could say a glass of wine as it sounds more artistic ... but I am just a climbing bum in the end ;-). Not being "fooled" by fresh memories anymore it is much easier to see the photos through other people's eyes and quite often (but it keeps surprising me again and again) I discover a photo which was somehow ignored before.
Why am I writing all this? It is just too hard and unfair to leave these photos forgotten. So I have decided to share them here from time to time as I rediscover them. How often? I guess it depends on how rainy this year will be ;-).
So here is the first one of The Forgotten ...