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Photography has changed my life since I picked up a point-and-shoot camera more than 126,144,000(do the math) seconds ago. It's weird that photographers spend years or even a whole lifetime, trying to slivers of time that, added together, don't even amount to a couple of hours. I believe everyone is born with a gift, and it's just a matter of time before they find their calling. I'm glad I found my true love so early in life. I'm often surprised when I meet people who tell me that they haven't found their passion in life, something to wake early for. I've wanted to quit this day/night job many times. I remember when I couldn't even muster up three good images for a portfolio. I remember some geek(Another word Microsoft Word doesn't recognize...hmm) telling me I should quit. I considered his advice. I'm glad I don't listen to people who tell me I can't do something. Sure photography has been hell at times: the burn outs, the creative slumps, the endless hours in the darkroom, THE FOOD, the thousands of exposures that have been transferred to the circular file. But the worse enemy is doubt. I often wondered if I would be any good. You be the judge from these clips. I learned that I must follow the Japanese saying "Fall seven times, stand up eight." Photography is a continual process of discovery: we can always learn something. I remember what Stephan Savoia of the Associated Press said during a workshop as he showed us his old portfolio. "If I made it this far(with his old portfolio), I wonder how much further you guys will?" he asked. Well the forecast looks sunny. Life is short and if you want something, go or it and get it. As Jimo Perini say, "work till your hair is gray." However, my goals of having the best job at the biggest paper/magazine changed. Whatever paper I am working at, big or small, I want to make big pictures. But most importantly, I want to take long showers, dance like nobody's watching, and marry a lady with a Harley. THE END. GO HOME. |
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Behind
the Viewfinder - A Year in the Life of Photojournalism |
