To experience photography, one must have a certain style of photographs to really appreciate or admire. Photographs are picturesque images and views that really catch the interest of the photographer. For me to experience and admire photography, it took me only one photographer to really appreciate the power it has his name is Robert Capa. Robert grew up in Hungary he experienced the political unrest and turmoil. He lived under the oppression of Horthy and knew the kind of anarchy that constitutes war(Images of War 8).
Robert’s work represented 3 categories: 1. Images of battle. 2. Images of the effects of war. 3. Images of calamity(Photographs,Introduction). His work also had a swift understanding and sympathy for the people who suffer from being caught in war. This type of suffering made it impossible for him to ignore the events which affected their lives(Images of War 9). Robert’s belief on photography is “If your pictures are not good enough, your not close enough”(Photographs Foreword). Robert’s breakthrough in the field of photography came during the Spanish Civil War. His most famous picture was a snapshot of a courageous man in the act of falling(Capa18).
His own special talents and course of world happenings, led him into a role as a professional photographer of war(Images of War20). To really admire and understand Capa, you must have a fascination for dramatic and emotional pictures of war. There probably has been thousands who admire the work he does. Well you can include me in that group of thousands. Capa puts into perspective in just one photograph, something my grandfather will never forget. The Bombing of Pearl Harbor. The photograph that brings back these memories is taken somewhere in Europe during World War II.
It’s a photograph hat has the air full of scores of Japanese warplanes. They are flying over war stricken farmland. As an American citizen, this photograph brings a lot of emotions through me and would have brought greater emotions to my grandfather. I used this photograph because it brings back the memory of my grandfather telling me the story of how he survived that tragic day. On December 7, 1941, my grandfather was stationed at Pearl Harbor as a airplane mechanic. It was still early in the morning and he was still sleeping.
Then out of nowhere he heard numerous explosions and then the sirens went off. He rushed out of bed and ran upstairs to see what was happening. In the sky he saw scores of Japanese airplanes flying and bombing the area. Some of the airplanes would risk their own lives to do more damage to the ships and the harbor. My grandfather said it was just unbelievable what was happening. You had to of been here to have a clear picture of the destroyed surroundings. Numerous airplanes and ships were being destroyed and hundreds were being wounded or killed. My grandfather said he was so scared he did not know what to do.
After it was all over he just sat their in midst of all the destruction and cried. After he got his emotions together, he helped in cleaning up one of the most disastrous events in United States history. This experience has been a emotional one for me. In my eyes my grandfather was a hero and Robert Capa helps me recollect that image in that one picture. This picture was not directly related to the event, but it brings back the memories of the day my grandfather told me the story. I never really was interested in photography, but now I realize the beauty and power it can have on your emotions.