Last week, as I was eyeing my DSLR with suspicion and it was patiently waiting me out, I decided that at the very least, I could take some phone pictures as I moved about my day. No depth of field, manual focus, or shutter speed considerations for the time being– just see and capture the things around me that captured me.
Not only did I slow down a bit as I moved through my week, I feel like I re-calibrated myself to why I fell in love with photography in the first place- the delight in and sharing of found things. it’s not the gear, the techniques, the post-production, or the blog, though I am quite smitten with all of it; it is something far less serious. It is the way I dance inside when I see something fascinating. The beautiful flow state I can get into when I am chasing ideas with my lens. The happy awe I feel when I look at others’ pictures and find something that just grabs hold of me. The triumphant feeling I get when I am able to get what comes out of Lightroom to look like what I saw/felt as I took the picture.
It’s in the moments that I am playing with pictures that I feel a most settled version of me. And with that realization, I found my photography funk (and fears of failing) lighten up a bit. 🙂