Although that is something to think of...it's 2008. The war ended in 1945, sixty-three years ago. And to think that about now, or in a decade or so, there may be no one around who personally experienced the war. We can only then remember the war through the memories, the stories passed down, documents, films, photographs, etc...not through individuals per se.
It's just so strange to think of it that way, and makes me a bit sad too. It makes me think about the program I have chosen...Documentary Media...and how important documentary is to me, whether in the form of a film, photography series, or even paper records, diaries, anything that is a document of a time, a person, a thing. I guess it's why I cling onto photographs. They help me to remember, and I appreciate them for that purpose.
There is the argument that too much time can be spent ensuring photographs are taken, so then you end up remembering more the photo-taking experience rather than what you were trying to capture. Yeah, but there can be balance. And I still think photographs are important. It's amazing how just seeing a photo can enable me to relive an experience. And what's more inspiring is that I can view a photo like the one above, and although I have not personally experienced the scene/environment/what is being captured, and can get a sense of the emotion in the subjects, and the emotion conveyed through the actual photograph.