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I am not good at taking photos of myself or getting my picture taken. Instead I prefer capturing moments in time. Once in the early evening, at a shopping mall in front of the giant artificial tree, decked out with warm jewel toned ornaments and silver tinsel. People blurry as they pace through their lives. Random shots of cafes and restaurants visited on off days so it’s quiet and there’s an illusion of intimacy. Profiles of family and friends who have since existed to be only in the pictures. There’s a filter I’m fond of because it makes everything seem a little gentle and hazy like it’s a sleepy late afternoon and you’re in love. I don’t care for the poised stuff. I prefer candid photos of people I love. I think when we’re in love we’d always like to think we’re creating something beautiful, and with our snapshots of those moments then suddenly in our creation, that beauty becomes real. Aarani Diana is a writer and poet from Petaling Jaya, Malaysia. Her work has appeared in Orange Blush Zine and Journal of Erato, and she is a staff writer for Love Letters and the Incognito Press. She also publishes her own blog, sparkoftheflames.com. Comments are closed.
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