I was looking through my various collections of work, which is rather haphazardly organized, and just couldn’t find anything I thought was good. Nothing that seems worth spending $1 worth of paper and ink on, much less sharing with the world. Am I just too hard on myself? Yeah, maybe. It’s not as if I can expect my photos to achieve the awesomeness of a Galen Rowell, or a Lynda Touart or an Amy Bark, without at least spending the time honing my craft that they have. And oh yeah, talent. [shrug]. Well, they say the most critical skill for a photographer is knowing what not to show. I went through the stuff I found on my ipad, and found a few I don’t hate – so here they are.
I’m having an existential crisis on behalf of my website. I don’t feel as if my life is all that interesting, at least to folks not actually living it. I mean, sure, I work an interesting job – but most of the interesting bits are stuff I really shouldn’t just post on a website, and it’s probably only interesting to me anyway. Home life is mostly just raising some kids; it’s hectic and often frustrating, but again not of widespread interest.
“Gosh, Rob, why have a blog if you’ve nothing interesting to say or show?”
That’s a question I don’t have a good answer for. Because all the cool kids are doing it? Maybe to make it easier to find a place I can drop photos and send other people to see ‘em? In the vain, faint hopes that someone out there will see through the immaturity of my work and discern the vision, the power and purpose behind my images?
I’m going to go with #1 above. Stop laughing. It’s funnier if you can keep a straight face.
So, here’s a pic of my girl Blue blowing out some candles. Enjoy!
Gosh, Rob! Give us some time to absorb everything you’ve just given us! More posting, scant days after the previous entry? How will we deal with the influx of information?
Well, that’s just how I roll, yo. So here’s some fresh pixels, taken in Gainesville. The subjects are code-named Blue and Four.
A young man should be able to play the piano.
There are always haters, you see. But screw ‘em, I like my Lensbaby. It’s an effect and not appropriate everywhere. I get that. But sometimes I really like what it does. So here’s a couple of pics that I like that just happen to be taken with a Lensbaby. Take that, Internet!
OK, I admit it. The second image was one I took with the intent of it being utterly banal, posting it in a non-Lensbaby-friendly forum thread, and claiming that the Lensbaby lent it an aura of artistic authenticity. But I’m just not that kind of guy, so instead I ignored them.
This gallery contains 8 photos.
Pretty flowers. Soft focus. All I lack is a Jack Handy quote.