Smile! Your immortal.

I must've been asked to pose in thousands, even tens of thousands of pictures over my many years performing in shows all over the world. People want to capture memories and moments and lock them in technology to be relived later in a different location of geography and time. You may not even be in a "show" and are still asked to be in pictures with guests at your work place. A lively conversation with the couple at the table next to yours may turn into a quick picture and plans to meet again in the future. If you work in the food service industry you are often included in photos with the birthday boy or girl or even their parents and grandparents. But you never know where these pictures end up.

Sure most of them sit on hard drives or in undeveloped film canisters at the bottom of a drawer or box, but a few are chosen to be incarnated and sealed within the records in a family room or on a homemade calendar on a senior family members refrigerator. Others are lost in boxes over years marinading in the moist heavy air of a dark basement under the darkness of Martha Stewart magazines and recipes, ever to be estranged from human palettes. The most elite of all of these photographs captures the person in a passing moment everyone wants to remember them by. That look on their face. The restriction in the muscles smiling. The plastic time cementer encasing racing moments. Paused glowing and frozen.

Somewhere a picture of you taken in a public place may be sitting in a frame on a vodou altar after your dead. You don't want to look like a jackass for eternity, so give us a smile worthy of an immortal.

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