So, on last month's blog I posted a question representing a big dilemma that sometimes exists in an artist's mind at some point during their careers: "Why exactly am I an artist?" That is the question I will try to answer in this entry, and to do so I will try to replicate the thought process I had when I came up with my conclusion.
Is it that photography is the only skill I possess? Throughout most of my life all I ever wanted to be was a medical doctor, just as my father is one.
Now that I know I have more than enough options in life when it comes to career paths, how do I know that my desire to create art will remain heavy? Looking back at my relatively short life, I find that art is what has truly driven me! From my unusual love for the moving pictures, drawing, and story-telling to going through great lengths just to feel a very specific and even simple impression; honestly I only know how to be picturesque!
But how does this imply that I must do photography? Why not play the piano or sing opera? Admitting to being overly-competitive, when I do not fare well in a certain activity I take it a bit personal, if not overly so! I also thrive on enthusiasm; if I do something, and find that others are not receiving at least a secondary benefit or enjoyment, I quickly loose interest in that activity. I think photography and I are meant to be because the very first photo I ever took was praised upon and eventually utilized by someone dear to me. Ultimately I do want to make quality art, so others enjoy it as much or even more than I do.
I truly want my purpose in life to be to show those around me how kind and wonderful our immediate world is. It may sound cliché and overly used, but that is really why I want to photograph what surrounds me. The way I see things, most people are always over-focused on what I call "the big self-centered picture". I guess it can be attributed to "human nature", but a selfish attitude plagues most people I meet! Apathy is abundant, and most don't enjoy the "little things". Maybe by capturing those amazing moments everyone seem to miss, and eventually showing it back, people might realize that there is more to a particular moment in time than they ever thought possible. That is why I photograph this wonderful world.
Try this whenever you have an opportunity: randomly stop whatever it is you are doing, unless life threatening of course, and take a closer look around. Look at the floor, look at the tree, the sky, etc. Look at how a fly is eaten by a lizard, how the lizard escapes the bird's claws, how the bird avoids getting hit by a car, and how the car stops for a roaming child chasing his basketball. Notice this is infinitely happening all around you at all times! Yes, there is more to a moment than we realize!
Live life, don't go through the motions!