Hello and welcome to the Focused on Story Blog! I'm taking a break from blogging, so I have chosen a very popular post from way back in 2013. I hosted a series called Hobby Hoedown featuring guest authors. The following blog post is by talented author Margaret Mendel about her hobby, photography. Please enjoy taking a break in your day with this delightful guest post.
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Welcome author Margaret Mendel to the Hobby Hoedown! Margaret shares her hobby of photography and stories about the photos she captured with her camera.
Photography As A Hobby by Margaret Mendel
Writing is my first love though photography comes in a close
second.
I discovered photography after graduating from high school when a friend told me I could order a Pentax camera directly from the factory in
Japan.
I saved my hard-earned dollars working as a power sewing
machine operator, sent a money order to Japan and waited. When the camera
arrived I thought it was the most exotic thing I had ever seen. It was a heavy,
black 35mm film camera. There was no digital back then.
Margaret's mother
This is a photo I took of my mother many years ago with my
Pentax. And here is an excerpt from a memoir I wrote sometime later:
“From this
hiding place, my sister and I spied on Mom as she hung the wash or picked the
dead leaves from her dahlias. A thin woman, Mom always looked as though she
carried a load equal to her own weight in her arms, either the laundry, one of
our two younger sisters, or the bushels of vegetables she dragged in from the
garden for canning. She worked like an ant, always dragging, lifting or pushing
something.
The dahlias were a different matter. To tend them she would actually tiptoe into her garden. My sister thought she did this to be quiet, but Mom said she did it to keep from packing down the soil. I saw Mom lift a blossom slowly once, cupping the giant flower in both hands, as though she was looking into a face. She smiled, and I thought she intended to kiss the bloom. A couple of times I saw her talking to her flowers. My sister didn’t see this and said that Mom wouldn’t talk to flowers. My sister may have been right Mom did not have time to spend talking to flowers. She hardly had time to talk to us girls.”
The dahlias were a different matter. To tend them she would actually tiptoe into her garden. My sister thought she did this to be quiet, but Mom said she did it to keep from packing down the soil. I saw Mom lift a blossom slowly once, cupping the giant flower in both hands, as though she was looking into a face. She smiled, and I thought she intended to kiss the bloom. A couple of times I saw her talking to her flowers. My sister didn’t see this and said that Mom wouldn’t talk to flowers. My sister may have been right Mom did not have time to spend talking to flowers. She hardly had time to talk to us girls.”
Some years later my Pentax was stolen. I was heartbroken.
There were not enough funds to replace it. Life took some interesting turns
around that time with a marriage that fell apart, raising my son on my own,
going back to college, and photography became a low priority.
Eventually, I scraped together enough money and got a new
camera, a Minolta. Once again, I was off and running, clicking the shutter
every chance I got.
Over the years I’ve upgraded my camera. Now I use a Nikon
7000, and like my laptop, it goes with me just about everywhere. Photography
has taught me a great deal, but unlike writing, where a story builds scene by
scene, a camera captures with one click of the shutter an image that capsulizes
an emotion, a moment in time, or a dramatic scene that tells volumes without
the use of words.
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| Margaret's grandson, Devon |
Here is a photograph of Devon, my grandson. He and I take
walks exploring NYC. This is an excerpt from a blog post on my website about
one of our adventures:
“It was a windy day and several blocks before reaching the
bookstore we encountered a huge dragonfly. The poor thing was having a terrible
time in the wind and was being banged into the window of a drugstore. Then when
it tried again to fly, the wind thrust it down to the ground where its wings
and tail shimmied in what must have felt like a gale-force-wind to this fragile
creature. Devon reached down, offered the bedraggled insect a finger. The
dragonfly climbed on board and held on for dear life. “Do they bite?” Devon
asked after the dragonfly was fully attached to his finger.”
Photo of New York City by Margaret Mende
I live in NYC and there is no end to photographic
opportunities in this city. I don’t have to go far, because even sitting on my
terrace; either looking down at the activity on the street or gazing out onto
the water towers across the way, the view presents an unlimited chance to click
the shutter and grab a photograph.
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About Margaret:
Margaret Mendel
lives in New York City and is a past board member of Mystery Writers of America
and Sisters in Crime, NYC. She has an MFA in creative writing from Sarah
Lawrence. Many of her short stories have appeared in literary journals and
anthologies. For more than twenty years, she worked in the mental health field,
though now she devotes herself to writing full time. She is an avid
photographer and not only drags a laptop but a Nikon D7000 camera wherever she
goes.
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