A Lesson from Photography

To be honest, I’ve become interested in photography by accident.

Whilst I have always enjoyed taking photos when travelling, I never quite understood the “art” or “skill” behind photography – I would essentially mock the copious amounts of Black and White Photography that abounded the senses or the close up shots of shoes and leaves.

At the end of a trip I’d chose my favourite handful of photos and throw them on Facebook or print them at the local Kodak shop to stick on the wall.

Memories.

When post-wedding blues struck, however, I was paralysed by the need to find new direction and purpose.

By chance, during term 2 holidays, I used the iPhoto program on my new laptop to have a look at a few photos from our first trip away. Upon finding the “edit” section – I played with several of the photos, adjusting saturation, exposure, contrast – all of the things that proper photographers would probably now be projectile vomiting over their screens upon reading. I simply changed the photos to a degree where they made me smile when I looked at them.

I found the process of photography enjoyable.

And so it went. I went through city by city, re-exploring photos long since ignored to find the photos that made me sit up, think, remember, and smile.

 

I must categorically state that I do not believe that I am a good photographer. My photos are taken on Auto (hopefully soon to be rectified), I have little idea of composition or lighting and my editing techniques are lazy and result in blurry pictures.

My “photography,” however, has certainly opened my eyes up to the immediate world in front of me. Even when I am not taking photos, I look keenly at the local spaces and colours, textures and shapes. I consider clearly the objects that entertain my sight and think positively about how this visual sense can improve my vitality.

Where previously the fascinated section of my visual sphere was occupied purely by human faces, sporting landscapes and famous buildings – I am now enamoured with the light hitting an old house, a cat dancing along a vibrant grassy space or a flower sprouting for the first time in months.

Whilst I hope that some photos I take inspire joy, wonder or interest in others, what it comes down to is that it’s helped me find a new interest and passion – and that is, clearly, the world right in front of me.

4 responses

  1. You have now discovered a incredibly fulfilling and frustrating hobby. Once you venture away from “auto” you will discover another world. Have fun!

    11/04/2012 at 16:30

    • I follow the Melbourne Demons and play a bit of golf – so fair to say I’m used to frustrating hobbies! But thanks a lot, I’m excited to give it a whirl.

      11/05/2012 at 16:46

  2. I, too, have developed a passion for photography and I, too, started on AUTO setting with my basic camera. It’s a great place to start! I knew little about photography and editing. So I decided to lay a basic foundation, to build on my passion. That was just over 3 months ago, and I am learning so much. But be warned – photography is addictive!! I see opportunities for photography everywhere now, in places I have hardly noticed previously. Like you, looking through the lens of a camera has opened my eyes to the world around me. And it’s a whole NEW world!! Congratulations on your new passion. Enjoy it to the full. Blessings from Lizzie Joy

    11/10/2012 at 18:28

    • Thank you very much for your insightful, thoughtful reply. It has indeed been an exciting, and addictive, hobby of late. Have purchased a new camera and look forward to giving it a go overseas. Best of luck!!

      12/08/2012 at 13:47

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