Debunking a Myth
We have all heard it said that a picture is worth a thousand words, and in some cases this statement bears a degree of accuracy. It is, for example, difficult to reproduce in words a facial expression portraying absolute shock, or joy, or anguish. The words we use, if used well, may evoke mental images that accurately represent what language is attempting to convey, but it is still pictures that do the trick. Show someone a picture of the beautiful view you enjoyed from a mountaintop and a thousand words of description are immediately rendered unnecessary. Show someone a picture of an adorable baby, and information that words simply cannot express is successfully shared.
Words, on the other hand, wield a kind of power that pictures would only dream of, had they the ability. A good book is far more likely to make me want to cry than the saddest of pictures – though I must concede that both pictures and words can make me laugh without great difficulty. Language can conjure thoughts, feelings, and emotions that photography cannot touch. If I let it, a good novel can toss my heart around like a hacky-sack. An encouraging personal note, though it be only ten words long, can mean more to me than all the pictures in China. Words can do things to me that pictures never could. That is why Microsoft Word is more used than Adobe Photoshop. That is why the library has so many books that are largely devoid of illustration. And that is why Edgar Allen Poe wrote “The Raven” instead of sketching a big black bird sitting on a statue.
So the question I want answered is this: to what words and pictures was the proverbist referring when he made his precise comparison of their value? Sometimes words are priceless, and sometimes pictures are; sometimes one is absolutely useless where the other is quite invaluable. It is all relative. There are instances where a picture truly is worth a thousand words, and there are other instances where a thousand pictures will not suffice for a simple word fitly spoken.
I am of the opinion that photography and writing cannot be fairly compared. They are apples and oranges, two different forms of expression that were created for different purposes. I take pictures because I like to capture visual beauty and to explore different perspectives. I write because I like to use verbal beauty to positively affect my audience, whether through humor, insight, or intellect. Both an essay and a poster have some degree of worth, but that worth is pretty subjective. Is this 500-word article worth half a picture? I think not.
A lot depends on the quality of the sample in question, by the way. A picture may be worth a million LOL’s, but no number of photographs will ever be worth a Dickens.
2 comments:
I have heard that saying used degradingly, to communicate disgust about someone's behavior in a picture. Perhaps it was not a general meaning but a personal one that the author of that saying meant to share with the world. I'm not the smartest person, nor the wisest, but that would be my perspective on this matter. :)
P.S. What on earth is a hacky-sack?!?
Actually, if you read what Wikipedia has to say about the origin of the saying, you'll find that the concept is an old one, and that the phrase itself was part of an advertising campaign for graphic advertisements. Even as a general principle, though, the saying is often true. I was just arguing that it is not true across the board (and I doubt very many ever would have disagreed with that anyway). :)
A hacky-sack is a little bean bag that you juggle with your feet.
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