VTMatwood
Loc: Displaced Vermonta in Central New Hampsha
I cannot draw, paint, sculpt, or woodwork. I suck at poetry, have a terrible singing voice, dance like i am having a seizure, suffer from perpetual writer’s block, and can’t act worth a dam. Photography was pretty much the only art left outside of playing a musical instrument (which i do play... albeit poorly). I seem to be marginally talented at photography and derive great pleasure when my shots don’t suck ;)
It has taken me to some very cool places and allowed me to learn a great deal about the world around me. I have even managed to sell some of my work. Where do I want to take it... wherever it seems fun and interesting. I have no designs on a second career or even deriving a moderate income of coffee money from it. I just want to keep learning, improving my skills, and enjoying the process.
To be quite honest, my mom worked for Kodak in retail sales when I was born. I kid people and tell them that thanks to my mother, I came into this world with a chemical dependency, developer, fixer, toner, etc. My dad enjoyed photography, as well. So, I was born into the photographic world.
--Bob
Cookie223 wrote:
OMG, that’s exactly what I see and have the same results!
Was given my first camera (off brand box) Christmas 1958. 11 years old. Cost of film and development kept me from using very much at that age. Not serious until first SLR in the 60's, Canon FT-QL. Used slide film for years.
Gene51
Loc: Yonkers, NY, now in LSD (LowerSlowerDelaware)
lilac wrote:
I had posted this question six years ago. I thought it would be fun to ask it again. I consider my photography as a journey. Why do you shoot and where do you want to go with it?
It's fun now that I am retired! I've been a photographer for 53 yrs, and I am enjoying it more now than ever.
My first experience with photography was watching my father develop and print photo's in our blacked-out kitchen. I was probably 10 years old, and I don't think it was a creative draw, but one of magic. Now at 73 years old, I still experience it that way.
lilac wrote:
I had posted this question six years ago. I thought it would be fun to ask it again. I consider my photography as a journey. Why do you shoot and where do you want to go with it?
I got started by being seduced into the Friends of Photography in Monterey, Cali by that dude Angle Adams! I like girls, sexy ones with out much clothing.
------------I got started in serious photography in Viet Nam in 1967/68----- the military sent me to photo school and I loved it and still do--------------------------------
revhen
Loc: By the beautiful Hudson
"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder," and if the beholder has a camera she/he can capture it. That's been my guiding light. My signature picture for this forum appears with this message and illustrates it.
I got involved when i was a fire department officer as part of my duties of fire investigation and liked it so much i continued as a hobby after leaving the fire department. I still like it as a hobby and can share some of my life through pictures with friends and family.
99% of the reason I like photography is that it inspires me to seek out places that offer alluring photo ops. I don't travel abroad much anymore but there are plenty of places here in the states still to be explored. Esp. like fall colors in the New England states, old winter barns, etc. Just today I learned of a windmill museum in Oklahoma. Who knows what else I may find on the way. For me it's always about the challenge of accomplishing the other 1% of my goal, going home with a keeper!!!
I see what many others don't see, the light sparkling on a curve in the stream, a bird silhouetted against the sky, grass waving near the shore, a child hugging his grandmother.....I see because I photograph. Photography makes me see.
I noticed this when I was in my late teens. I am now 80. What I have seen in 60 plus years of photography is pure joy, a celebration of living. I have tens of thousands of photographs, a few good, fewer published. But I have seen, because I have photographed.
It isn't a mystery. The photographer sees. An old car in a field, a weathered fence post, a youngster kicking a soccer ball, newlyweds looking at one another....the images rush back even as I write. Oh my God the joy of having seen!!! Thanks to photography.
I have photographed, I have seen. I photograph to see.
The Old Man
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