Renowned American writer Susan Sontag once famously said, “All photographs are momento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out a moment and freezing it. All photographs testify to time’s relentless melt”. Whenever we look at a photograph depicting a moment from our past, this thought must have crossed our minds. Like a moment from our past got melted in an endless loop, forever to remain there. To tell the world that this particular person in the image was right there at that place with all the accumulated emotional spectrum of his/her hitherto life, living a life of his/her own.
Well, we all know or discuss about the person in the photograph. But, there was another person too who, standing at the other end of the camera, with the camera, clicked the photograph. He/she melted that moment with all the underlying characteristics of it. That first-hand experience of setting the right focus, compositing the image structure, deciding on the color tone, shutter speed, and finally, zeroing in on the exact moment to trigger the click button, the photographer went through all of it. He/she lived those moments. Experienced the surrealism of it. It’s one of a kind which only photography can provide.