Somedays I look at my life and wonder how I got where I am. Do you ever do that? Just stop and take a inventory of where you stand? I'm a photojournalist. And though I haven't made my way to the caliber of publication I'd ultimately love to work for ... yet, still this is a great way to spend my days.
Today I met with a group of young artists who are working on a project for a local non-profit organization. Their teacher got them involved with the project as an after-school activity. But through that project they are learning some art history. The painting they are working on is modeled after the work of Georgia O'Keefe. It's still a work in progress ... but beautiful already. This teacher is introducing the students in her classes to some extremely interesting artists as they create art of their own. Some of the artists they are currently modeling their work after are Chuck Close and Victor Vasarely. I was really taken by some of the work they are producing. Seventh graders! They are awesome.
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Yeah, you'll probably never even see this because it's buried back so deep, but I thought I'd chime in anyway. Quite a job you have. Meeting new people like that, different experiences. I'm nowhere near that extroverted, but I wish I were. Life must be a whole lot more interesting that way. And being a photojournalist, you have an automatic right to record the look and feel of your interactions without people thinking you're weird -- because it's exactly what you're supposed to be doing. Ah, in another life, in another time... :)
Yeah, you'll probably never even see this because it's buried back so deep, but I thought I'd chime in anyway.
Thanks to the emails that let me know when someone is commenting on my blog ... I did see this. : )
Quite a job you have. Meeting new people like that, different experiences.
I love it. And I consider myself fairly outgoing. Still, there are times when I find I'd rather not approach people [though I usually make myself]. I can't explain those times. Maybe I'm becoming more introverted. Who knows? I do truly enjoy meeting new people. In recent years, I like talking to them as much [if not more] than photographing them. The Eisenstaedt quote, "It's more important to click with the people than to click the shutter" sums up the way I'm feeling these days.
I'm nowhere near that extroverted, but I wish I were. Life must be a whole lot more interesting that way.
I'm curious about this statement. But I'm not clear on what to say at the moment.
And being a photojournalist, you have an automatic right to record the look and feel of your interactions without people thinking you're weird -- because it's exactly what you're supposed to be doing. Ah, in another life, in another time... :)
Giggling as I write ... now I'm wondering if people think I'm weird while I'm shooting. Many times I'm ina public place and passersby likely don't know I work for a newspaper. Hmmm, I wonder what they think. Maybe, "why is that woman laying on her stomach on the ground ... what is she doing/thinking?"
Giggling as I write ... now I'm wondering if people think I'm weird while I'm shooting. Many times I'm ina public place and passersby likely don't know I work for a newspaper. Hmmm, I wonder what they think. Maybe, "why is that woman laying on her stomach on the ground ... what is she doing/thinking?"
Not too long ago, just after I got my Rebel XT, I visited a mausoleum built to resemeble a miniature Hagia Sophia. It had a dome enscribed in gold (this is all on the blog somewhere). To shoot the dome, you have to be as far from it as you can. The staff is used to seeing people lie on the floor to do this, and invited me to do so. Some kid was crawling around me with his toy truck making truck noises while I photographed a dead man's crowning achievement and ultimate sentiment while lying on my back on a marble floor. It was a really weird mix of the sublime and ridiculous.
Not too long ago, just after I got my Rebel XT, I visited a mausoleum built to resemeble a miniature Hagia Sophia. It had a dome enscribed in gold (this is all on the blog somewhere). To shoot the dome, you have to be as far from it as you can. The staff is used to seeing people lie on the floor to do this, and invited me to do so. Some kid was crawling around me with his toy truck making truck noises while I photographed a dead man's crowning achievement and ultimate sentiment while lying on my back on a marble floor. It was a really weird mix of the sublime and ridiculous.
Sounds like a scene from a movie. Not just laying on the floor to get the photo, I see that as commonplace (relatively). But coupled with the kid crawling around you making the truck noises. That's priceless! The kind of stand-alone feature photo someone like me dreams of finding. : ) Of course, if newspapers had audio ... even better.
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