“I write entirely to find out what I'm thinking, what I'm looking at, what I see and what it means. What I want and what I fear.” Joan Didion
Photography is not about the thing photographed. It is about how that thing looks photographed. Garry Winogrand
I have come to understand very well what Joan Didion and Garry Winogrand meant in what they wrote.
I have modified the two statements for my own purposes in these:
I take photographs to find out how I see.
I write to find out how I feel.
Since my Rosemary died on December 9, 2020, after our marriage of 52 years, I have found a bit of comfort (solace?) in my anguish to write about her and how her death has affected and is affecting me.
Because I write my blog (to repeat Didion) just for me, the fact that I post it into social media, Facebook and Twitter, it might make a few folk think, “Why does he not move on?”
In social media it is only a matter of time before someone will confess about having haemorrhoids. The level of medical information, both physical and mental, given by these folks is something that I cannot understand. In my case my blog is a personal “dear diary” and I don’t trumpet my political or religious views in it.
What I write in my blog in many ways I project to my family and intimate friends. As for social media friends, they might learn something from my Rosemary postings. There is nothing that can ever prepare anybody for the loss of a lifelong partner. When I write about how I feel and how I live from day to day I experience a bit of relief. Perhaps others with a similar loss might profit from this.
Despair - not Rosemary's petticoat daffidil