Well I have 3 days to left in my once a day for a month and I can tell you that it has been one of the hardest things that I have done in a while. It is something that forces me to think about the day and what I feel about what happens. I have had to come to terms with things that have been in my life. I have had to think about things that will be major changes in my life. I have had to start to like me and that has been the hardest thing.
Another thing that I had to do was try to figure out what type of photographer I am. Outside of the photography community it looks as a photographer is a photographer, well it isn’t so true. Good photographers have a nack or a niche that they work in. Whether it is wedding, fashion, kids, commercial, or photojournalism each has people that shoot only (well for pay) that area. I have never figured out what I want to shoot or rather love to shoot. I love to shoot and it doesn’t matter what. I have always said “I will not be a wedding photographer” it is not what I want to do…. Deal with the mother of the bride. That is just not for me, doesn’t mean that I won’t shoot a wedding; I just don’t want to do it as a living.
After much thought I have realized that what I love is the same thing that takes me away from home. I love war. As weird as that may sound it is true, there is so many things that it stands for that aren’t apparent at first look. I am a strong believer of global population control, and I don’t like to see the loss but I understand it. It makes it easier in this environment to do have that. The one thing that comes with the loss of life is a bond by those that are alive and being able to capture that and telling that story draws me here.
I don’t think that I will ever become a James Nachtaway but I do what to have that one image at an event that makes the front over of all the magazines and changes lives. That is my goal as weird as that is.
I have a good post on hand for tomorrow’s blog; I am bringing it back to here.
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