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| Central Park, May 2012 |
I've been delaying posting this picture for over a year - for a variety of reasons. It was taken on a trip through Central Park with Wendy and Ms. Emily last May - which I will get around to blogging about at some point this summer. On that journey, we wound our way through playgrounds, the carousel, a wedding shoot or two, various face painters, and the Zoo.
But we also passed by a magician/juggler in one spot, who happened to be entertaining the assorted crowd, including this quartet of curious kids. This is a crop of the larger photo (on the right).
I just love their expressions. It seems to me to really capture the magic of childhood. I want to share that magic. Every time this cycles up on my photo slide show, I can't help but smile. Their happiness is contagious.
But here's where I feel odd about posting it. I know I get weirded out when people take my picture and post it without permission - even if I'm in a public place with no expectation of privacy. I'm adult. I have some control of my image - sorta (*waves to Internet Big Brother watching!*). But these are kids. Not even my kids.
Does taking a really "neat" picture - one that captures a magical moment in time - mean that you should share it?
Then I also get weirded out when I want to share something I produced, which I think is actually pretty good (for once), and begin to second guess myself, and worry about the critical remarks of the few professional and semi-professional photographers, bloggers, authors, etc. that actually bother to read this.
Obvs -- I have issues.
Just enjoy the photo. Don't mind me.
Maybe I should have asked the magician how to make me disappear in a puff of smoke.
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