Archived posting to the Leica Users Group, 2006/11/13
[Author Prev] [Author Next] [Thread Prev] [Thread Next] [Author Index] [Topic Index] [Home] [Search]ted said: >>> Besides I'm working on putting a different book together and require > some added material which I should be able to use the M8 on. We shall see, > certainly something legit to shoot rather than walking about plinking away > at nothing subjects playing photog.<<<< Tina responded: > Ted - I don't think you're referring to me but just in case ;-) <<< Tina my humblest of apologies! Oh my gosh!!! I'm sorry I didn't mean it in that vain and I very much apologize to any others whom I might have offended. :-( As a professional I was talking about myself, it's like shooting just to kill time for no reason. I hate, being told "why don't you go out and take pictures for something to do!" as I'm often told. Drives me crazy!!! It's depressing and frustrating walking around shooting for absolutely no reason than "snapping just for the sake of snapping something." You can't feel the moments let alone see them! You might as well be as blind as a bad at high noon! :-( Sometimes once you get started and begin to see and feel the moments you come alive and it's all beautiful, you feel wonderful and up lifted. Other times it's sheer black hole hell of frustration of "why am I doing this I might as well be dead!" :-( After all these years there's nothing more depressing than "taking pictures just for something to do killing time." It's time filling with no feeling of inner satisfaction! Yes then sometimes it's just such a pure joy I can go for hours looking about for magical moments and it's so satisfying. But that's being "IN THE MOOD!" I suppose some will not understand this feeling, so be it, but I don't know how to explain it in any other way. It's always been an assignment, a documentary, a book, whatever, but the photography was predominantly always doing my thing for a client whom I knew I had to satisfy and most importantly, myself. There isn't for me anything as tremendous as the drive of emotion to shoot good photographs of life. Probably a self induced emotion, but when it happens and it works it's so damn satisfying you just can't get enough. And I'm not sure that's the reason either. But in the earlier post my remark had absolutely nothing to do about other folks. Hopefully this will explain my comment. ted