I was invited on an early morning boat trip down the coast. The reason for the trip was very personal and not something I want to share here, but I do want to share a few of the images. I spend so much time in front of a screen that a trip like this, however brief, feels like an epic voyage. I was honored to be included on this trip, and I took the responsibility seriously. Making photographs that is. There was never any word of me making images, but I texted and asked if it would be okay. I didn’t do this for myself I actually did it for my friend, but I was happy to be able to fire away.
It was a beautiful day. Cool but not cold. A small swell but not rough. And light that just kept coming. I wrote a few weeks ago how I felt like I was finding myself attempting to make good images once again, something I hadn’t really done in several years. This day felt the same. Look for light. Look for moments and pounce. I think I shot almost two hundred images over a four-hour span, unheard of for me, but nonetheless it felt right at the time. I think I was so excited to have a target, a story, a moment.
What this event did for me was rekindle the desire to go make images and tell stories.(For me.) I’ve been dabbling with motion over the past few weeks, even attempted a Vlog, but did one episode and was so turned off by aiming the camera at myself I just deleted the entire thing. (My generation didn’t point our cameras at ourselves.) And now that I think about it. I don’t want to do motion. There, I said it. I feel like I haven’t even fully explored still yet even after all these years. I also know the absolute glut of motion on the market today. There is SO much, and some of it is really, really good. What am I going to do at this point? I don’t feel like I can add to the conversation with motion, at least at my current skill level, but I do feel I can with stills, observations and words. I’d still rather have a great, static piece in print than a successful film on Vimeo. Ideally I’d like to have both, but I’m not sure it’s in the cards for me at the moment.
The last thing I want to say is the beauty of this trip, and these images, was that it made me think, appreciate and reflect. You could easily call this self-centered horse shit, and I’d probably second that at least to some degree, but these moments fuel me in ways I can hardly explain. I feel change on the way. And I feel this is a good thing. I was so happy I was there this day. So happy I made these images, and when it came time to send them to my friend I was thrilled, and a bit nervous. Personal, private moments come with responsibility, and it shouldn’t be any other way.