So Jon and I are walking through Central Park and he, of course has his camera out and is taking pictures and I’m resuming my own personal No-work I’m on vacation policy when we walk past this manhole cover mostly covered by sand and the shadow of a mesh fence delineating where the sand ends and the curved steel of the manhole begins. There’s something about this, that make me break my No-work I’m on vacation policy and pull out my camera. I’m so excited I can barely stand it “Look” I say to Jon “look at this”. When I point it out, he sees it, and even takes a picture (as I’m still struggling to find my iphone in my bag) but isn’t really interested. I’m trying to explain why this manhole, sand and shadow has me salivating and all I can say is “look how the line of the shadow lines up with the line the sand makes.” Honestly, I don’t understand myself why this is so beautiful and fascinating to me. I think part of it has to do with the different textures and soft and hard lines but why it gets me so excited, I can’t begin to say.
And the really interesting part is that Jon and I can walk through the same park right next to each other and each see a different park. And we’re aware of it. I still can’t predict what will capture Jon’s attention enough for him to want to take a picture of it. So often I think I know and am, more often than not, surprised. And, for the most part, the things that hook me are not the things that would catch his eye. So it definitely keeps things fresh. We each get to see not just through our own eyes, but through each others eyes too.