Monday is a difficult day for most of us. The weekend still lingering. A bit groggy and tired. Hi Ho, Hi Ho...............
10:28 am Monday and I have already learned something important that I thought might help you photographers but which can also apply to daily life whether you are a parent, an artist or just a guy who likes to watch football on Sundays.
".....I’ve learned to let a little control go over the years by sometimes “taking photos with my mind.” You can’t always have the camera at your side, or up to your face – part of photography is missing things. That’s a very difficult lesson to learn as a photographer, our pursuit is dedicated to controlling and stopping time. I remember hearing a well known photographer that I respected say that “you miss photos all the time, and that’s part of photography” – it came as a real relief. We’re human, the pursuit should be rooted in pleasure and sometimes it’s good to just acknowledge that you saw the moment, framed it and captured it and stored it on your personal harddrive of neural networking."
I cannot even explain the amount of times I have felt the guilt and remorse of "missing a shot", while travelling, when working on assignment or even just out and about. You can't always have a camera with you.
This message is oddly inspirational for me as a photographer. It's basically saying don't feel bad when you blow it. And for years I have had that twinge of panic about missing a shot. Never mind all the photos I've shot, it's always "the one that got away" that lingers. Oddly, I remember that "shot" more vividly and clearly because of the fact that there is no photographic record of it. The tendency to snap a picture, and get ready for the next shot is ingrained in photographers. But something is often missing from the experience when you are thinking about exposure and framing. When you have no camera or no opportunity to shoot something you will absorb it into your conscience. The air tempeature, the smell, the sounds. It becomes something real to you and the memory becomes a powerful one.
All this aside...........I can't show you one of my memories. Well, not yet anyway......To me this shot almost seems like something out of the memory bank however I don't really remember much about this day or the moment it was shot.