What is pictured in this image? Does the brain wave activity required to identify it or make sense of it interfere with our ability to evaluate it as beautiful or not? If we think it is a landscape seen from an airplane, do we appreciate it more or less than if we think it is sand on a beach? It is the latter, a tiny topographical map only a few inches wide, formed by successive waves leaving their deposit. Would I have found it so arresting if I had never seen a map or looked out the window of an airplane? Would I have even noticed it if I hadn’t been on the lookout for things to photograph? Does being a photographer eventually change the way we see the world? Does the world change because a photographer preserves an image?