{"id":18968,"date":"2015-04-14T12:07:44","date_gmt":"2015-04-14T12:07:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/karlgrobl.com\/blog\/?p=18968"},"modified":"2015-04-14T12:24:47","modified_gmt":"2015-04-14T12:24:47","slug":"images-that-stick-in-your-head","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/karlgrobl.com\/blog\/2015\/04\/images-that-stick-in-your-head\/","title":{"rendered":"Images That Stick in Your Head"},"content":{"rendered":"

The “eidetic image” has been described in psychological literature as: a vision or material picture in the mind which can be scanned by the person as he would scan a real current event in his environment. A “photographic memory” is sometimes compared or confused with an “eidetic image” or “eidetic memory”, although they are actually different things.<\/p>\n

Jokingly, I often tell people that I have a “photographic memory”, commenting, that I can only remember things if I photograph them. In a way, the act of recording a photograph on my CF card also, sometimes, also sends a copy to my brain. Although I can scarcely remember what I had for lunch yesterday; without effort, I can readily recall \u00a0in great detail, not just the images themselves, but also the feelings and situational context, of hundreds of my photos.\u00a0I have often wondered why some images are memorable, while others are not.<\/p>\n

Self analaysis has led me to the conclusion that my most memorable images are those in which I made a personal connection via language (spoken or not) or by direct eye contact with someone (even if only briefly). Occasionally, memorable photos also come from unusual or striking encounters or situations, like the serene, lonely image of a body on a gurney, outside the morgue in an abandoned hallway of H\u00f4pital\u00a0Albert Schweitzer, or the sequence of images captured while instinctively photographing a dramatic, unfolding scene of an accident victim being rushed to the emergency room.<\/p>\n

Since I find it difficult to remember landscape images, I’m guessing that \u00a0a “human connection” serves, at least for me, as a strong catalyst, to cement and imprint an experience and an image into my brain. Many of the images that stick in my head are the smiles of people all over the world; joyous photos of jubilation or folks just having fun, while other images are more somber, but the underlying theme is always seems to be rooted in a human connection.<\/p>\n

Now I’m trying to figure out if the happy images are more or less memorable than the solemn ones. I’ve not reached any conclusions yet, but by posting this, perhaps I’ll get a little closer to answering that question. Your comments and thoughts are welcomed.<\/p>\n

The following 18 pictures, taken from my many assignments with H\u00f4pital\u00a0Albert Schweitzer, in Haiti\u00a0certainly can’t be defined as “happy images”, but they are among the one’s that have always stuck in my head.<\/p>\n

Please note, the last three images may be disturbing to some viewers.<\/p>\n

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Mother and child, malnutrition ward, H\u00f4pital Albert Schweitzer, Deschapelles, Haiti<\/p>\n

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Mother holds her daughter’s antiretroviral medication, H\u00f4pital Albert Schweitzer, Deschapelles, Haiti<\/p>\n

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AIDS patient, H\u00f4pital Albert Schweitzer, Deschapelles, Haiti<\/p>\n

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Child caring for his mother, L\u2019Escale tuberculosis\u00a0clinic, H\u00f4pital Albert Schweitzer, Deschapelles, Haiti<\/p>\n

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Patients resting, L\u2019Escale tuberculosis\u00a0clinic, H\u00f4pital Albert Schweitzer, Deschapelles, Haiti<\/p>\n

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Nurse and patients, L\u2019Escale tuberculosis\u00a0clinic, H\u00f4pital Albert Schweitzer, Deschapelles, Haiti<\/p>\n

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\u00a0L\u2019Escale tuberculosis\u00a0clinic, H\u00f4pital Albert Schweitzer, Deschapelles, Haiti<\/p>\n

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Recovery room, H\u00f4pital Albert Schweitzer, Deschapelles, Haiti<\/p>\n

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Amputee, H\u00f4pital Albert Schweitzer, Deschapelles, Haiti<\/p>\n

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Awaiting surgery, H\u00f4pital Albert Schweitzer, Deschapelles, Haiti<\/p>\n

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Burn patient, H\u00f4pital\u00a0Albert Schweitzer, Deschapelles, Haiti<\/p>\n

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Burn patient, H\u00f4pital Albert Schweitzer, Deschapelles, Haiti<\/p>\n

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Rose and her roommate making eye contact, H\u00f4pital\u00a0Albert Schweitzer, Deschapelles, Haiti<\/p>\n

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Rose, H\u00f4pital\u00a0Albert Schweitzer, Deschapelles, Haiti<\/p>\n

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Road traffice accident victim, H\u00f4pital\u00a0Albert Schweitzer, Deschapelles, Haiti<\/p>\n

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\u00a0Visiting trauma team from New York attends to road traffice accident victim, H\u00f4pital\u00a0Albert Schweitzer, Deschapelles, Haiti<\/span><\/p>\n

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Hallway outside the morgue, H\u00f4pital\u00a0Albert Schweitzer, Deschapelles, Haiti<\/p>\n

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