10 Things I Love About Photography
I have a cold. And when I have a cold I get cranky. Inspired by a silly blog post about the 10 things someone hates about photography (and it was a stretch…color management? really? You hate color management? You need a life, buddy.) I decided to do 10 things I love about photography.
- It feeds my solitary nature. I’ve never been uncomfortable with just myself for company. Sure, I love getting together with other photographers, it’s fun and I look forward to our meets every time, but photography is basically a lone occupation. If you can’t hack being alone, photography is probably not for you.
- Fuels my appreciation for the outdoors. My mom taught me that nature is glorious and wonderful and I’m so glad she did. When I escape the sound of humanity, I feel better. When I find some creature or scene to spend time with, I feel wonder and joy. What’s better than that?
- Allows me to see what’s hidden in plain sight. One of the reasons I do microscapes and macros is to see what goes unseen. What other medium could do this?
- The sound of my OM-3 shutter release. Sexy!
- My E-30. Yes, even I am susceptible to Gear Acquisition Syndrome, but I shot with an OM-1 for 10 years without buying anything else. Finding a well of satisfaction with your gear is something everyone should do. And not just about cameras – other stuff too. I’ve got a couple of cars one 23 years old, the other 13 and I love both, neither are going anywhere for a long time. So technology changes, that’s the nature of it. Learn when to say enough is enough.
- My OM 90mm f2 – I first lusted after this lens in the late 80s, but no way could I afford one. Around 2000 I finally bought one and every time I use it, I fall in love all over again. Probably the last lens I’d part with. Sorry 12-60.
- Documents the impermanence of things. The world changes so fast that a person can get dizzy. Seeing how things used to be is a good place-holder for progress. Showing how things were brings perspective that not everything lasts.
- Solidifies memories. I have a REALLY bad memory. To the point where stuff disappears. Whole events, years, decades, people just gone. I think it’s something physical. But when I have pictures things solidify in my brain and I retain some memories, flickering alone in the emptiness of my past.
- Makes me happy. When I’ve nailed it I get this lovely glowing feeling of satisfaction. Even when it’s an accident. When other people say they like something I’ve done, that’s pretty cool, too.
- It’s completely up to me. I shoot when I want to. I stop when I don’t. The trick is to not force it. When I do, I take crappy pictures and who needs that? Am I taking up too much time with photography? I dial it back. The fate of the world does not hinge on whether I get the shot or not. If I think I’m being obnoxious on vacation or on a hike, I ask my companions and act accordingly. No big deal.
So there negative guy. This is why I keep doing what I do. It’s why I always have. It’s why I always will.