So if you’ve been reading my posts lately you know I’ve been feeling sorry for myself for being too tired and too busy to take photographs. There’s another element in that which I’ve been less inclined to confess: a feeling that I’ve taken all the good shots of the scenery within easy reach of my home. I’ve been shooting within a 15 mile radius for 2 years, and any place I can think of to go is a “been there, done that” sort of reaction.
There is some truth to my complaints, but still they are mostly just complaints. The least valid of them is that there’s nothing new to photograph. So I hauled myself out of bed just before sunrise and got out to the wildlife area that I started with two years ago. I didn’t stay long, having forgotten that duck season opened today and most people were not shooting with cameras. The shotgun blasts were a little too close for comfort.
At any rate, I pointed my camera at things. I knew as I was taking the shots that this was not going to be the sort of day where I would come back with something that would knock my socks off. I stuck with my kit 18-55mm lens and just sort of went back to my photography roots. I would snap a shot and my internal reaction was to sneer at myself for even bothering, because I knew it was going to be nothing spectacular. But there was another voice in my head telling me to trust my talent. Good things will happen, because I can make them happen. I have the talent.
So after nearly 150 exposures and jumping out of my skin about that many times as a shotgun rang out far too close to me from sources unseen, I headed back to my desk and to Lightroom, and within an hour more I had processed a dozen exposures I am happy with. Are they my very best work? No. But they are good photographs, and I’ll be sharing them over the next couple of weeks. I hope you enjoy. And I hope that you, too, trust in your talent.