Well, it’s #NaBloPoMo Day Four, and I left you with a question – why on earth would I find my passion in photography? And how the heck do I take the pictures I do?
This post will tackle the first question.
Photography has always been a way for me to hold onto memories of trips, life events and people that I would have trouble seeing in detail. Before the emergence of digital photography, I took tons of photos, got them developed, and pored over piles of photos, some of which ended up in an album. Many, of course, ended up discarded, because really, how many scenic photos of the same mountain or lake do you need?
The minute I got my first little point-and-shoot digital camera, I was ecstatic and liberated – and a lot less guilt-ridden! Who cared how many photos I took? I could DELETE them! So I happily snapped my head off.
But I took photos because I COULD, not because I WANTED TO. Then, almost ten years ago, I had the opportunity to travel to Japan – and my entire reason for shooting photos changed completely. I realized that I needed to go back to Canada with memories that would last forever. And that’s when I started to seek the interesting, the unusual, the unexpected everywhere I went.
The photo below was the very first shot I took on a cheap little CoolPix, where I actually thought about composition and the story it would tell. It was just an old bike, near a very crowded temple, but it’s still one of my favourite photos.
My favourite Tokyo shot
I also came across a young boy having a meltdown during a tour of an observation tower, and he simply decided he was done. There was no mistaking what was going on in this shot!
My trip to Japan also sparked a lasting interest in architecture, and this building caught my eye.
Not what I expected in Japan
That was the beginning of my journey. Baby steps for sure, but I made sure I was telling a story.
In 2009, Dave and I moved to Vancouver, and I was presented with new fodder for my photography. There was plenty of opportunity to take all the usual gorgeous shots of the mountains and the seawall, but I still giggle at the very first one I took.
Well, we’ve been told.
So I persevered. Then when Dave died in 2011, I found myself at loose ends. I needed something to ground me, to focus a lot of restlessness, distraction and emotion. So, I took the plunge and bought a Nikon D7000 DSLR and a few lenses, and I thank God I did. Not only because I did regain much equilibrium, but also because I found out I was good! The wonderful thing is that other people think so too. My camera gear and an iPhone have totally expanded my horizons, so that I’ve been able to take an incredible variety of photos that reflect what I love most – food, wine, travel, the outdoors, events, people, and yes, my cats.
Here are a few more shots, but if you really want to see what I can do, feel free to check out my Flickr Page. I’d love to hear what you think.
Why do I put so much of my heart and my time into my photography? Because I truly love what I do. And I also believe that I’m more than just an inspiration. I’m worth hiring.
It’s what keeps me going.
Let me know if this has been an #EyeOpener for you.