Tuesday, 4 August 2015

Thoughts of Then

© Melissa Gaggiano
1994 photography class

    I usually love remembering details of the past - memorable days at the beach, barbecues at sunset, Fourth of July fireworks [yes, I am an Australian who celebrated an American holiday], roller disco days. Though the one chapter that I had preferred remained locked in mental archives, permanently, were my teen years.


    For some high school was like super awesome. But for me there were three cringe worth years that I felt like I just wasn't going to get back. But during those years there were a few bright spots that kind of made it worthwhile getting out of bed in the morning. There was photography class, for one.

    In 1994 photography was offered as an elective and mine was the guinea pig class. Meaning, we had no actual photography facilities. Instead our teacher found unique methods for getting the class to have a darkroom experience. When I think about it, this was pretty amazing, as we had no actual darkroom. 

    To my surprise I have been thinking about those early teen years and without the anxiety I used to feel. Partly because I have been dreaming about one of those kids I used to know. I can't help wondering how they are, and what they are up to. Of course, they're not kids anymore. How much could people change over a twenty year period? Are those people what they always were? Am I, for that matter?

    It's a relief to reach a point of acceptance about the past. It is what it is so that we can break and grow.
© Melissa Gaggiano
1994 photography class