I shy away from calling myself an artist.
I'm one of those photographers who really don't shoot person work. I photograph my kids, but really, not very often. When I hear people talk about the importance of person projects, all I can think of is how expensive that would be for a film photographer, and "who has time for that?!"
I have a business mind.
For me, my camera is my job, and while I TOTALLY love my job, I don't necessarily want to do when I'm on my own time.
I've told friends this before, other photographers. And they usually look at me like I'm a crazy person. But there you have it, my true confession.
Something has happened lately however, that has me a little vexed.
More and more, I find myself thinking about still-lifes, Dutch master style, with gorgeous light, or flowers and coffee cups, that sort of thing.
I've kept this little obsession to myself for about a year, feeling like it's a little silly. All the while, quietly photographing my latte, a pine cone and a perfectly placed spoon with my iPhone. And now, it's progressed to the point of actually shooting film.
I even went out and picked a bouquet of dandelions poofs. Do you know how hard it is to walk with a bouquet of dandelion poofs?! The answer is, very. It took me a long time. But I did it. And it made me happy.
Could this be the pull of personal work? Of creating for the sake of just creating? Of having a little fun?
But what ever it is, I think I'm going to keep it up. I'm realizing that it doesn't have to mean anything. It doesn't have to be profound, and bring in a million dollars. It doesn't even have to be good. It's just fun. And having some fun can't be bad. Right?
I get it now.
Oh, and here is a photo of my dandelion poofs. :)