COLD SILHOUETTES

1/7/2017

Just go.
Self teaching continues.

I would take a class...but I have this irrational fear that the classroom will indoctrinate me into lightroom landscapes and saturated portraits of smiling children.

Late-ish night .... jumped in for the ride.

The endless quest to capture that etheral feeling that I am experiencing at a first response scene in the middle of the night continues ...

How do you ensnare and bottle a "feeling" with a camera?
How do you convey the sound of a metal tool hitting pavement against the quiet of a snowy new england night into an image?
This is my quest.

For now, the moving bright lights against the still darkness still have me completely captivated ....and adjusting settings on the camera like a mad woman to catch the image I want.... and it pushes the debate forward in my head whether to seek a formal digital SLR education.

I have an irrational fear of seeking a formal camera education... I fear I will suddenly be driven uncontrollably into photographing endless still lighthouses and lush apples in a bowl at a well lit table... a foolish anxiety of the classroom indoctrinating me into a generic format of lightroom and saturated portraits...or the worst case scenario...that my work will look too similar to everyone else's.

At this moment, I still feel like I found an endless inspiration and learning fountain, and I'm enjoying the self teaching route I have jumped on....and there is youtube when I get really stuck.

but I do really rue the days and nights that I miss something magical.

I have to admit, the cold nights can be brutal and the weather is going to try it's hardest to convince me that I don't desperately need images, that I don't need to continue to learn while my toes are cold.....until I see a firefighter comforting a young woman that had her first accident.

I'm sure he was binge watching Rescue Me at home with his family... cozy in his pajaja's eating pork rinds when this call came in....He didn't hesitate, he didn't judge, he didn't question whether the sky was dark or light, the weather cold or hot, whether the person was seriously hurt or just scared...and he certainly didn't stop to consider whether or not he wanted to attend... he. just. went.
And so it goes.