Contest Photo #9

The Happiest Day of My Life!

Here’s your half. Now get lost.

Consider how compelling a torn-up piece of anything is. If something—a photo, a letter, a condom—means nothing to us we just toss it. But if we tear it to bits, that shows something more. My intention with this photo is to tear along one edge so it looks as if something is missing. A groom. A mother-in-law. A wedding cake.

Keep that torn quality in mind as you craft a message for the back. Someday soon it will be tucked into a random used book—a Bridal Guide?—where it will be found by a stranger beyond our ken. This is how it feels to be published. You’ve no idea who will eventually enjoy (?) your work, or how it will affect them. Let’s give that person an emotional discovery.

Beyond that, I hope this nice bride lady had a nice life.