We grew up with disposable and digital cameras. The only people who had a Canon were professional photographers. Our parents had boxes and boxes of pictures, ones from their parents, their childhood, and now of their kids.

But as technology grew and we were given near-professional cameras in our phones, I think we lost what was so special about pictures. Sure, it saves space and it’s a lot easier to find that one picture from three years ago, but it's not the same.

People used to save pictures, fold them, and look at them over and over again. There is beauty in a worn picture that doesn’t translate the same as long captions on Instagram.

It’s nice to even walk into a room and see it littered with pictures and frames. I want to be able to look around my room and see memories around me. I want to constantly be reminded of my friends and family, and the moments I’ve shared with them.

There are plenty of people who feel the same, and my love of physical pictures isn’t provocative. I just think that so many people have forgotten the beauty of pictures.

You know, life doesn’t match in all its colors, and not every picture looks perfect. But that’s what I really love about it.

I look around my room and there are pictures of my awkward childhood and adolescence. Not a single one looks like it should be placed next to the other, and maybe that’s not *aesthetic* enough for some people.

But the mismatch of it all makes each one stand out and makes me think of the memory attached every single time.

Keep taking pictures on your phone and take up all your storage with them. But print them out and wear them down. Make a collage that doesn’t match. Just remember the moment that is attached to each one.