What a Picture Can Do

It's amazing what a picture can do.

Maybe I'm the only one who's like this. I see something - a person on the street, a scrap of handwriting, an old book, a dying rose, a ticket stub, a cardboard box, a movie scene that no one else remembers, an advertisement - and something happens to me. There's an ache in my chest; it's familiar to me now, but I've only recently learned to recognize it.

It's the feeling that there's something more. That there's a story there, an epic, adventurous journey just waiting to be written, created, discovered. It winds itself about my heart, invisible tendrils promising something alive.

Today it was this picture:
That size, too. It had a little 'play' button it, promising one minute of 'new television show' advertising. I watched it expecting something Lord of the Rings-y and got yet another medical drama. Yeah, it's set in the wild. But it's the same drama mixed with romantic passion. (Maybe if the doctors spent less time kissing and more time helping people, there'd be fewer dying people. But that'd defeat the purpose, wouldn't it, haha.)

But even after I finished, disappointed that fantastic (in the true sense of the word) had yet to make it to the small screen, I couldn't take my eyes off that picture.

Stories bubble up in my mind. Possibilities of who he is, why he's there, why he's 'off the map.' What sort of warrior is he? What dark secret does he hold? Where is he going?

It's times like these that I feel abnormal. The way I can get all that from a medical drama advertisement. And so I want to know - what do you think when you see the picture? Has anyone else felt that ache in their chest when something - anything - catches their eye with promises of epic? Or am I the only one?

What do you think when you see the picture? From the makers of Grey's Anatomy? Or something far, far more fantastic? :)


Anonymous said...

Nope, you're not the only one!

Alex said...

you're definately not the only one! I get that ache alot

Creepy Query Girl said...

THis used to happen to me alot with PAINTINGS, especially landscape. Or a photo of a forest, country, farm, cottage path. Used to think about where it led, who lived in the cottage, etc...