You Are What You Photograph

Are you what you photograph? They say, “You are what you eat.” In a certain simplisitic sense this is obviously true. Therefore, if you photograph what you eat then you are what you photograph—as in the case of the leek I photographed below in cross section that became a flavorful part of our dinner soup.

Leek by Harold Davis

Leek © Harold Davis

More generally, I believe that one can learn a great deal about a person by looking at their photos. It’s well known that historical fiction writers are really writing about their own times—in disguised or metaphorical terms. Similarly, no matter what one photographs—even if the images aren’t explicitly autographical—one is really telling a story about oneself.

So what does this macro shot of a leek say about me?

Do you agree that photos tell the story of the photographer making the image? Disagree? Please add your comment. Feel free to include a link back to your photos, edible, autobiographical or otherwise.

This entry was posted in Bemusements, Patterns, Photography.


  1. Jack Maloney January 16, 2012 at 2:00 pm #

    Great Post and I agree, you are what you photograph…

    “So what does this macro shot of a leek say about me?” You have many layers and smell like an Onion!!! LOL

    Thanks for the great post.

  2. Robert W. January 17, 2012 at 6:03 am #

    Since photography is only part of my life (although increasingly), what I photograph is only part of me. It does reflect, and now control in part, how I see our physical world. It is similar to saying a writer is his/her book. Part of the author is in their book, but it does not represent the total person.

  3. amytimberlake February 2, 2012 at 7:45 am #

    You like color. You look for color. You like movement. You see patterns. And I’m imagining that maybe you take awhile to get ready in the morning, or to get going, because you may be easily distracted by things the rest of us walk by. Also, you think of photography as an art, not just a communication (though this communicates too…). You enjoy life. I also wondered how in the world you got that leek so clean — I always have sand in mine! (I like to cook.)

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