88. The King Is Dead, Long Live The King
I read in a library book recently that it is in the nature of photography that only the photographer really knows the meaning of a photograph. To explain this point the author (sorry, I can't remember who) included two very similar photos of their own. One which was taken on the hoof and contained no meaning other than that they liked the scene. The other which had been contrived to convey some particular emotion. To see them side by side without any prior knowledge, you'd have never have known which was which.
To be honest when I took this shot yesterday morning, it had no particular meaning. It was just a little macro shot to be used as a filler in case I had nothing else to post. Before I had got it into the house though (it was shot in the garden), I had invented a meaning for it. Before the year is out we face the prospect of a general election and it is likely that that we will have a new Prime Minister. This shot, I thought, could be put by to serve as a goodbye to the old one.
Then yesterday afternoon, I changed my mind. It could be used to signify something far more personal and important to me than a change of political leadership. You see, whilst out with the family yesterday afternoon, my old camera developed a fault (ridiculously long shutter lag). I've tried changing lenses, batteries and CF cards. All to no avail. The problem has just got worse, and now sometimes it refuses to fire at all. To be fair, it's been around the clock more often than a 1970s Volvo, so I can't complain. Egged on by a very understanding family who have promised to eat nothing but bread and scrape for a month, there's a new body coming in the post. Can't wait.
You can play Jarvo's Meanings Game too: All you have to do as take a random shot - something that holds no meaning whatsoever. Then before posting it, invent a situation, emotion or story that this is supposed to represent. Let us know the results here on PB.