What honest and applicable insight for anyone who aspires to be, or is in the industry.
http://tiffinbox.org/an-open-letter-to-a-local-photographer/
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Monday, May 2, 2011
Inspiration
I usually have so many ideas swimming around in my head that they get bottle necked into a glob of confusion. This is my greatest problem, because it is much to easy to let the confusion of where to start on all of those ideas take the steam out of my sails of ambition. In any art form, people face times of "blockage" where the creativity and necessity to create just doesn't flow as freely as usual. Therein lies the challenge...stay inspired.
It is times like these where the small things in life that I notice and appreciate step in and remind me why I love photography and why I am good at what I do.
I am the person that notices every little detail, I pull over the car suddenly to capture something that caught the corner of my eye, I am content to sit and wait it out shooting more frames than needed to make sure I have a good shot. It is attention to detail and sensitivity to moments that make the captured images so rewarding.
My photos are just that..... small rewards. I have recorded to memory what many people never got to see, or never took the time to. I find beauty and interest in small and simple things. I take pleasure in knowing that I have created a lasting memory from a fleeting moment that may have otherwise been missed and forgotten.
Underneath it all though, I find that when I am sullen or strapped for something to give me that extra creative nudge, it is my family that provides the greatest source of inspiration. Their warmth, and their smiles, their gruffness or goofiness, playfullness, or originality...it doesn't matter.
Each person has their own way of inspiring me without even realizing it and what I love most is that it is ofen in the most adverse times or candid moments that this happens. Small glimpses into someones true character or glints of playfullness, those raw moments of people just being people.
These are magic moments that are just captured with the click of the shutter and the split second of light burning the image to recorded memory. These are the images that are treasured, these are the images that will come to mean so much once someone has passed and all that is left is the series of recorded moments to see their faces by.
I am inspired by many things in life, but I would have to say that my most thankful inspirations come from those closest to me that I love. It is a form of supporting my craft without even trying and reminding me that those moments with the ones we love are where we should get the appreciation for anything and everything else in life that inspires us.
Recently my grandfather passed away, he was my last living grandfather. There was so much healing from delving into images from the past, remembering those times of candid fun and unconditional love that families share. Ever grateful will I be to know that I have those images of my son and his great grandfather, and at the same time sad that I don't have images of him with the members of the family that he never got to meet that were gone before he was born. However, I do have images of them to accompany the stories that I will tell him when he asks who they are, and there is comfort in that.
This is what makes me value the profession and gives me the inspiration to capture images for people to hold onto, to heal from, and to have recorded for as long as paper and ink allow. This is my style of photography, capturing the moments that happen naturally, the moments that inspire.
My thanks to my family, these are only some of the wonderful people who provide support, encouragement, and inspiration.
It is times like these where the small things in life that I notice and appreciate step in and remind me why I love photography and why I am good at what I do.
I am the person that notices every little detail, I pull over the car suddenly to capture something that caught the corner of my eye, I am content to sit and wait it out shooting more frames than needed to make sure I have a good shot. It is attention to detail and sensitivity to moments that make the captured images so rewarding.
My photos are just that..... small rewards. I have recorded to memory what many people never got to see, or never took the time to. I find beauty and interest in small and simple things. I take pleasure in knowing that I have created a lasting memory from a fleeting moment that may have otherwise been missed and forgotten.
Underneath it all though, I find that when I am sullen or strapped for something to give me that extra creative nudge, it is my family that provides the greatest source of inspiration. Their warmth, and their smiles, their gruffness or goofiness, playfullness, or originality...it doesn't matter.
Each person has their own way of inspiring me without even realizing it and what I love most is that it is ofen in the most adverse times or candid moments that this happens. Small glimpses into someones true character or glints of playfullness, those raw moments of people just being people.
These are magic moments that are just captured with the click of the shutter and the split second of light burning the image to recorded memory. These are the images that are treasured, these are the images that will come to mean so much once someone has passed and all that is left is the series of recorded moments to see their faces by.
I am inspired by many things in life, but I would have to say that my most thankful inspirations come from those closest to me that I love. It is a form of supporting my craft without even trying and reminding me that those moments with the ones we love are where we should get the appreciation for anything and everything else in life that inspires us.
Recently my grandfather passed away, he was my last living grandfather. There was so much healing from delving into images from the past, remembering those times of candid fun and unconditional love that families share. Ever grateful will I be to know that I have those images of my son and his great grandfather, and at the same time sad that I don't have images of him with the members of the family that he never got to meet that were gone before he was born. However, I do have images of them to accompany the stories that I will tell him when he asks who they are, and there is comfort in that.
This is what makes me value the profession and gives me the inspiration to capture images for people to hold onto, to heal from, and to have recorded for as long as paper and ink allow. This is my style of photography, capturing the moments that happen naturally, the moments that inspire.
My thanks to my family, these are only some of the wonderful people who provide support, encouragement, and inspiration.
Monday, February 28, 2011
M I A ...
Yes, I have been missing in action on this blog...but no more. I know I only have a few followers, but I am sure new content will be appreciated. I know at least one follower who will be just overjoyed to not stare at the heartfelt but same story on the Veterans Memorial when checking up on this blog. So, coming very soon...new stuff!
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