• Photography

    I Lost It?

    Park Bench

    I lost it. I felt the anger and resentment well up inside of me, making me physically unhealthy. My back and neck were tight and the aching was more than annoying me. I did not like where I was. My mind kept playing out scenes which did not need to be imagined. Life was not what I wanted and I was not accepting it. I prayed for relarese from these unwelcomed thoughts and feelings.

    I settled into some quiet hoping to settle the restless spirit within me. I then grabbed my journal and began to write with the hope of putting my thoughts down in black and white would help them subside. Since the rain had stopped and the sun was peaking out between the rolling clouds and offering glimpses of bright blue skies, a restlessness was beckoning me to get up and move. With camera over my shoulder I walked within close proximity of my hotel. I whispered prayers and opened myself to the muse hoping it would point my photographers eye to the unseen images around me. Once back in my room it felt good to stretch out on my bed and relax. As I laid there I noticed the tension, anger, resentment and the unhealthy focusing on my “self” had slipped away. Was it the writing, the prayer, the quiet time, the walk or pressing the shutter on my camera? Hopefully it was all of them. I lost them.

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    Ray’s Right

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    After a Rain

    “Photographic technique is no secret and – provided the interest is there – easily assimilated. But inspiration comes from the soul and when the Muse isn’t around even the best exposure meter is very little help. In their biographies, artists like Michelangelo, da Vinci and Bach said that their most valuable technique was their ability to inspire themselves. This is true of all artists; the moment there is something to say, there becomes a way to say it.” – Ralph Gibson

    Last June there was a comment left by Ray Ketchum on a posting by Sabrina Henry that really got me to thinking. Ray suggests we don’t lack for inspirations and in fact are inundated with them, but we lack “the execution of said influences or the interest in completing them.” He suggests we “tap that energy and we will make something worth the effort.” His words have been rambling around in my head every since.

    As a young man I would lay on the couch or in the yard dreaming. I would dream of scoring the winning touchdown, be the most popular boy in school, be a hell-and-damnation preacher and change the world (way over that dream),  be a rock star (over that one, too), travel the world and of course a photographer. Those dreams were wonderful to experience, but since they were just dreams there was never any risk or effort involved. So, I lived on my couch in a fantasy world for many years. The goals I did reach were associated with everyday life such as: graduating from high school, four years in the military, a college degree (one I really didn’t want), getting a job to support my family. These goals were not my dreams but the expectations of society. The dreams to be creative and take risks were always suppressed. Even at this age in my life I still find times when I dream on the couch and times when I move forward. It is always more rewarding to move forward.

    Once I started getting up off the couch some of these inspired dreams have come to bare fruit. So, when we get off the couch we will find our muse has followed bringing along even more inspiration. How often do we have inspirational dreams and just lay on the couch and how many times do we get up off the couch and take the necessary steps to fulfill those inspirations? Ya, know, Ray’s right.

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    Showing My Photographs

    Sunrise and Dew

    “We are judged, not by the photographs we take, but by the photographs we show.” – Ted Grant

    I took my first steps into photography when I was 10 or 12 years old. Yet, it was not until I was 50 before I printed and matted my first print. And, what took me so long to take that step? I’ll suggest it was my belief system. At that time, I believed I was not a good  photographer, at least when I compared my images to those I considered photographers. I now believe in my abilities as a developing photographer and I’m accepting myself.  Both of those factors are nurtured by having this photoblog/website. I’m more comfortable with showing my images and in fact enjoy showing images that I know do not have as much power as others may. I’ll even put up snapshots, like yesterday. So, I’m much more comfortable showing my photographs.

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    Making Cheese

    Cheese and Other Goodies

    “Photography is like making cheese. It takes a hell of a lot of milk to make a small amount of cheese just like it takes a hell of a lot of photos to get a good one.” – Robert Gillis

    I won’t call this a good one, but… at least it’s the best one of the session. I made a lot of attempts at this image just to come up with what I have. I played with the light, moving the flash all around, played with the perspective, and sporadically would eat a piece of the cheese then needed to cut another slice. Each time I tried something new I presented myself with the opportunity to learn. In this case I learned more about my wireless flash: such as standby mode does not work in wireless (see page 73 of the SB-800 manual.) I also enjoyed nibbling on the subjects during and afterwards. 🙂

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    On the Way

    On the Way

    “I pray I may keep my feet on the way.”

    I often fail to keep my feet on “the way”, in fact sometimes I feel I’m not any “any way.” It’s a recurring theme in my life to take my shoes off, or not even putting them on, and therefore not venturing along a path. Laying on my couch, propping my feet up will not get me very far. I can sure dream about walking along some wonderful path but the motivation to move fails me. It reminds me of the lyrics from the song in the move Madagascar, “Move it, move it, move it.” I need to “move it” more.

    I’m aware of something within me that discourages me from moving forward and sometimes paralyses me. Steven Pressfeild labels it resistance, a force to stop us from accomplishing things in life. I’ve also heard it referred to as our “lizard brain” by Jeff Godin. There is a voice whispering the fear of my failures and successes, or it reminds me of the required effort on my part, or that I will have to learn something new. No matter what it’s called or what it says, the challenge is to know it exists and then to put on our shoes and walk. There are so many paths for us to find, and each is our own. No one else will have the same journey as me. No one else will have the same doors to open. Even though somedays I struggle with my progress, I’m know I’m on my way.