Here in Northern California, it’s early Christmas Day, a day many of us here at the very least, get to rest, recuperate, and possibly get together with family and friends to enjoy… well, to just enjoy.
It’s also Tuesday, which meant yesterday was Monday (otherwise known as Christmas Eve around these parts). I suppose I’m eventually getting around to mentioning the lateness of this post for my buddy Dale‘s and my ongoing, K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.
Yesterday was, to put it mildly, a busy day. Busy enough that I didn’t have time to finish and/or publish this post based on the following prompt Dale gave us all over the weekend:
He didn’t necessarily give it an official title, but he did challenge us to post our favorite, or best, or most interesting shot of twenty-eighteen.
A tall order, no doubt.
Looking through my archives, all the shots I took meant something to me. I enjoyed taking all of them. There are stories (in my mind) linked to each shot.
But, I have to say, I like the challenge of choosing just one photo. A single photo that stands out and stands for the whole of the year (so far!).
Ladies and gentlemen, this is my choice:
(Drum roll, please!)
Now, first thing you’ll notice is… they signature on the photo does NOT say 2018. What I say in its defense and mine is that this is one of the few shots I’ve taken where each time I’ve looked at it THIS year, it has seemed more potent, more important, more beautiful to me.
I didn’t originally shoot this photo in black and white, but once I converted it, it just felt right; as if it should have been shot that way from the start.
To put a bit of context behind it, this photo was from an outdoor Japanese festival held here in San Francisco that year.
Towards the end, with incredible music filling the air, some of the dancers left the stage to encourage members a of the audience to raise and wave their hands in time to the music. It really didn’t take much convincing as everyone I could see were all but doing it anyway.
In hindsight, a small, well attended festival ended with a gesture and a photo I’ve cherished from the moment I sat down to study it later that day. My appreciation of it; of all those hands, from people representing lots of places in the world, has only grown as we say goodbye to twenty-eighteen.
So, there you have it. My shot of the year-even though… well, you know!
I’ll mention again what I mentioned in the beginning of this post:
It’s a day late, but hopefully a few of you will still see it and not only consider it, but if you haven’t already, maybe consider still joining in on our challenge? We’d love to have you join us.
K’lee L. © 2016/2018