It has been a while since I have posted to my site, and even longer since I have discussed or shared photography (other than the link I included earlier today). I have been in a bit of a funk, photographically speaking, for some time now. I have lacked much inspiration to take photographs, other than of family, and I’d like to mention why. I am finding my way out of the funk so there will be photographs to be shared, as well as more information shared on the site altogether, but for now I’m going to address my photography funk.
I’ve been doing photography as a serious hobby for many years now, beginning with film and moving into digital. I remember buying my first digital SLR, the original Canon Digital Rebel, and being so excited. I’ve seen how, as photography has been democratized, the Internet is now awash in photographs, many of which are stellar. Don’t get be wrong, I think the ubiquity of photography, especially with the advent of the very capable camera phone, is a great thing, however, spend some time reviewing the portfolios of the many, many talented photographers on Flickr or Instagram, and it can become daunting. It certainly became that way for me as I began to wonder, “Why even bother? The world is awash in spectacular images from people with far more time to spend on photography than I do, who are far more talented than I am. Why toss my drop in the ocean?” As a result, I began to spend less time on the hobby and to feel like I have nothing really unique to contribute.
Well, I think that has changed. My family spent some time in the eastern United States this summer and, while in Montreal, I took some time to focus on creative, non-family photography. I spent a couple of nights shooting in Montreal’s Old Town (I’ll share the photographs here in the next couple of days) and really was reinvigorated. It was great to be out planning, imagining the image, and then patiently waiting for the pieces to come together for an image I could enjoy. First problem solved. I had rekindled my inspiration, but how to keep it from being snuffed out again by the feelings of inadequacy as I try to share my images?
I thought about that for some time. Why did I enjoy taking the images and reviewing them myself? If I enjoyed the process, and was happy with my photos, why do I care about sharing them? Isn’t that satisfaction enough? You know what? It is. In fact, it definitely is. I steadily came to the conclusion that I really enjoy the process of photography, as well as the result of that process. I enjoy looking at my photographs, recalling the experience of being there - the smells, sounds, etc. - and decided that is enough for me.
So, should I share my photographs? Yes, I think so. The process of sharing and writing about my photography helps me take the hobby more seriously than I otherwise would. It helps me to improve, and that is a good thing, even if my drops are swallowed up in the waves of the Internet’s ocean of photographs.
Thanks for reading.