Touched by the Moon

“Yesterday is but today’s memory and tomorrow is today’s dream” Kahlil Gibran.

Not sure if it’s just because I am coming to the final stages of (literally) the coldest winter of my life, but I am feeling particularly introspective at the moment. In the end it seems ones view of their life is nothing but a perception of a series of compressed experiences. The actual experiences have long since passed, what remains is simply the memory of those events, and hopefully a positive electrochemical response when recalling them. This shot of our first son reaching out to touch the full moon rising over a sea of mist, is one of those memories indelibly etched into my consciousness. Nature is a great teacher if only we could stop talking for a moment and start listening.

I have just passed 1,000 followers here on Steemit! It's always a humbling experience when someone signs up up to follow your images and words. I would like to thank everyone who has placed their faith in me to post into their feed; I will try and keep what I post pertinent to your lives. I often wonder what Freud would think of modern social media. The extension of the 'sense of self' it provides has the potential to infinitely expand ones own perspective bubble. Yet the reality is often quite different with the frequent regression of ones ego to an earlier more primitive stage of development. How this plays out with the increasing complexity of AI and continual blurring of ones 'sense of self' between people, their online identity, and their machines will be interesting to watch.

I have over 80,000 followers across social media; but I am currently most excited about the 1,000 I have here on Steemit. The platform represents a movement fundamentally different to the other platforms I have interacted with. The discussions here seem more like those from the fabled 17th century European coffeehouses of the enlightenment period. In contrast the rest of social media seems to be regressing into mobs of people communicating to each other with the short repetitive grunts you hear in a nightclub an hour before closing time. Steemit is not without its problems for sure, but there seems a sense of community responsibility and ownership here, which will eventually drive the change required to address most of them.

It seems like a lifetime since I joined the platform in December. There have been too many people who have helped me along the way to thank individually; so I will just have to collectively thank them all, they know who they are !

The title shot was taken on our remote ridgetop property in the Wollombi Valley, NSW, Australia

If you would like to learn a little bit more about my background in photography you can read the interview @photofeed did with me here

Robert Downie
Love Life, Love Photography

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