last week i clicked on a blog post that, when i read it, stopped me dead in my tracks. where had these words been for the past seven years? things i knew i knew but couldn't quite figure out. it was as though i needed to hear someone else say the words in order for them to make sense to me. it made me get out my camera and document that moment around me, right then and there.
photojournalism - it is nothing new, it has been done before and is being done right now but for seven years or so, i have been trying to conform to what i thought people wanted (or what they thought they wanted), i have struggled with directing people, staging locations and shooting at the perfect time of day. all things that made my passion be a job. things that when i left a session made me think "what was that?" i have talked in the past about how i said i would never photograph weddings and then eventually 'giving in' and it was because of the glimpse into what i would consider is this 'happy place' where the chaos of the day would take the attention away from me, the photographer. i could be a fly on the wall, almost invisible, "quietly capturing" moments.
so i will continue along, figuring out what i want, what i'm good at and what i will do. i will stress about what people think, what they will say and what they won't say. and i will keep reminding myself that for me, photography is art. of course i had to 'bing' art: 1) the expression or application of human creative skill and imagination, typically in a visual form such as painting or sculpture, producing works to be appreciated primarily for their beauty or emotional power. 2) a skill at doing a specified thing, typically one acquired through practice.
and i encourage you to create art too! not how you think it should be created but how you feel it should be created.
A TYPICAL SATURDAY MORNING : COFFEE, SCREENS, HOMEWORK WAITING TO BE DONE + LAUNDRY