I struggle to talk about my pictures. I’ve long thought that my photos should stand alone and I shouldn’t have to write about them. I’m coming to see that that might be bullsh*t. I might be coming around to the fact that it is okay to express myself about my work. The issue isn’t that I don’t have thoughts about my pictures…the issue is a larger one having to do with self-censorship of self-expression. I’ve got to work through this.
It’s time for a personal project. I’ve decided to limit the disposable photos I take. My normal workflow for personal work includes culling down to the bare minimum of a few “good” photos, and deleting the rest. No more of that. Now that I have a workflow that doesn’t take up the hard drive on my computer, I’m going to keep most everything. Not raws, jpegs are sufficient for this project. I’m also not going to waste time editing them. The reality is that with my camera I am happy enough with my photos straight out of the camera 99% of the time for personal purposes. This is also meant to be more of a documentary project.
All the photos in this project series are going to be straight out of the camera, adjusted for size only so they don’t take up massive space on the site.
Photography is much more than a hobby to me. Some days it is a lifeline. I can be in a horrible mood and when I am in a bad mood, I assign negative feelings to everything around me. The act of taking pictures allows me to both document the feeling I had in the moment and it simultaneously allows me to separate the negative feeling from the object or being I am photographing. It is difficult for me to explain but that is the best way I can put it. Photography really is a tool in my self-care.