I often attend local events, I love the observation and photography of them as well, and more often than not I go on my own
I wander, and watch, take a few photos, etc...
I went to a mid-winter outdoor event tonight that was very challenging for me! Weird lighting, Large crowds, one of those times where a crowd is so large I find it hard to even focus or find that infamous Cartier-Bresson "decisive moment", plus being completely dark
There was some excellent music, which I enjoyed, even while my photography was rather uninspired
At one point I encountered some random dancers, performing along with a musician, something I wasn't expecting, my first photographic instinct was to take photos, almost without thinking... Being dark, among other things, any photos I took of that performance were garbage, and that's all I could think of
Yet I thought... (dangerous thing) that I had just observed a beautiful thing, and all I could think of was... (fill in the blank) when maybe I should have just simply enjoyed it, or simply enjoyed some good music without thinking too much about my photography, because I do push myself too hard
End result of the evening, roughly 200 photos, 99.99% of them are garbage and crappy, and even now that's all I can think of, and feel miserable about it, and something in me knows that's the wrong way to think... And it really doesn't matter because I wasn't the official photographer...
And tomorrow night? I will likely go back, to beat my head against the wall again, perhaps because I want redemption, but if I go with my sister it won't be a photography night, which would mean any photos I took would be ones I took tonight, which is hardly anything useful
I wander, and watch, take a few photos, etc...
I went to a mid-winter outdoor event tonight that was very challenging for me! Weird lighting, Large crowds, one of those times where a crowd is so large I find it hard to even focus or find that infamous Cartier-Bresson "decisive moment", plus being completely dark
There was some excellent music, which I enjoyed, even while my photography was rather uninspired
At one point I encountered some random dancers, performing along with a musician, something I wasn't expecting, my first photographic instinct was to take photos, almost without thinking... Being dark, among other things, any photos I took of that performance were garbage, and that's all I could think of
Yet I thought... (dangerous thing) that I had just observed a beautiful thing, and all I could think of was... (fill in the blank) when maybe I should have just simply enjoyed it, or simply enjoyed some good music without thinking too much about my photography, because I do push myself too hard
End result of the evening, roughly 200 photos, 99.99% of them are garbage and crappy, and even now that's all I can think of, and feel miserable about it, and something in me knows that's the wrong way to think... And it really doesn't matter because I wasn't the official photographer...
And tomorrow night? I will likely go back, to beat my head against the wall again, perhaps because I want redemption, but if I go with my sister it won't be a photography night, which would mean any photos I took would be ones I took tonight, which is hardly anything useful
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