Sent a couple of photos to develop last month. While sieving through (very briefly) my photo archive, filtering out the tonnes food pictures, duplicates, blurry and ones with horrendous lightning, I begin to wonder.. Did you ever look at a picture of yourself and see a stranger in the background? Cos I sure have loads! It makes me wonder how many people have pictures of me, how many moments of other people's lives we've been in or could have been in. Were we part of someone's life when their dream came true, or were we there when their dreams eventually died? Did we keep trying to get in, as if we were somehow meant to be there? Or did the shot take us by surprise? Just think, you could be a big part of someone else's life, and not even know it.
