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To see the world is to shape it
Oct. 16th, 2002 04:57 pm...blah blah weekend, blah blah hat, blah blah glasses...
...I have a camera again.
Once more: I have a camera again.
In high school, there were two types of classes at which I could be counted on to excel: English and photography. From the moment I started seriously taking pictures, it just made sense to me: you use this lens, and that type of lighting, to produce that type of an image. In seeing the world, we also shape it.
-then, film school; speaks for itself-
...when things were at their worst, I sold my cameras, because I was starving. When things were really at their worst, I threw away all my photos- all my writing- all my work from film school; I couldn't bear to have reminders around of things I used to be able to do, but couldn't. These days, when I speak of those times at all, I tend to use the phrase, "...one of life's little speed bumps."
A great deal of my life these days has been dedicated to rediscovering that joy, that artistic impulse; to hearing the muse's call once again. Only now does it occur to me that I could have bought a camera at any time in the last three years; that it wasn't so much about lacking the implement, as being ready to acknowledge the past, and face the future. And now, a caprice of my father's- loaning me his camera- shows me that I am, in fact, ready.
...thanks, Dad.o
...I have a camera again.
Once more: I have a camera again.
In high school, there were two types of classes at which I could be counted on to excel: English and photography. From the moment I started seriously taking pictures, it just made sense to me: you use this lens, and that type of lighting, to produce that type of an image. In seeing the world, we also shape it.
-then, film school; speaks for itself-
...when things were at their worst, I sold my cameras, because I was starving. When things were really at their worst, I threw away all my photos- all my writing- all my work from film school; I couldn't bear to have reminders around of things I used to be able to do, but couldn't. These days, when I speak of those times at all, I tend to use the phrase, "...one of life's little speed bumps."
A great deal of my life these days has been dedicated to rediscovering that joy, that artistic impulse; to hearing the muse's call once again. Only now does it occur to me that I could have bought a camera at any time in the last three years; that it wasn't so much about lacking the implement, as being ready to acknowledge the past, and face the future. And now, a caprice of my father's- loaning me his camera- shows me that I am, in fact, ready.
...thanks, Dad.o
