When I take my camera out, there’s always a bit of apprehension.  Sometimes, I have an idea of the shot I’m looking to capture:  subject, framing, colors, lighting.  Most times, I’m just wandering around waiting for creativity to strike with no end in mind.  Again, and this will sound odd, I still have an idea of the shot I’m looking to capture:  subject, framing, colors, lighting.

I just read a book by Michael Freeman called Capturing the Moment.  It’s a compendium of photographs where he talks about each one, the scene, the circumstance, what he was looking for, the troubles he had getting a shot, all the shots in the sequence before and after the chosen shot, and other things. I enjoyed this book quite a bit.  More than I thought I would.  I like to look at other’s photographic work and, for those photographers whose product is similar to mine or what I want mine to be, compare their work to mine.  Thumbing through the book, I got a sense that all the photos that Freeman took, I would have taken as well.  Or I like to think that I would have.  I connected with his photos.

But, more than that, I connected with his descriptions of the photographic event.  I could empathize with what he was thinking as he described every shot.  I was there.  His narratives were my own.  The struggles he describes I have experienced.  The opportunities that he looks for I have also sought.  It was refreshing to see and read another photographers description of the “shoot” and realize that he is really no different than me.  I found the same thing when I started writing.  Once I began reading other articles and the work behind them, I understood that I could do what they were doing.

I have come to recognize that the end is really the beginning.  Know, feel, see, and anticipate the result and, more than likely, that’s what you will get.



Published On: 2017 June 3

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