Shape of Things to Come

Let me start off with an apology for missing last week's posts. I could go into detail, but there's a reason for every day, and I don't think anyone reading this really cares all that much about what ELSE I was doing last Tuesday, so suffice it to say I missed and I have a lot to make up for this week.

Anyways, the blog is going to take a slightly different direction from here on. It's going to be the same basic formula - show picture, explain story behind or connected to picture, repeat - but after the response from some friends on my last post regarding DJ Erika, I think I'll stick to anecdotes about the images I post, and only go into the more philosophical aspects of a photo when I deem it necessary.

The story was pretty long, but at the same time I had a lot of fun writing it, and quite a few people had a lot of fun reading it. While I have some pretty strong ideas about what makes a good image, or what a bad picture is, I'm still young, and I'm still an amateur. Honestly, I have no more to teach on the subject than some kid that just got his/her first point-and-shoot Nikon for Christmas.

Rest assured, you'll still hear my opinions on my shots and others. Just try and stop me. But from here-on-out, unless I deem it a major necessity, my overall philosophy will be a side-point, not the epicenter of the article. I just meshes better that way, I think.

On that note, there's another change happening, but not specifically blog-related. Last week - I believe on Tuesday - I was taking a long walk through the woods near my house to find something cool to take pictures of, when I stumbled upon a large trail that looks like it had been weathered down by a truck. I decided to follow it, and I walked and walked down this trail in the dead woods for about 45 minutes, hoping that at the end of the trail would be photographic gold. Instead, what I found was a family friends' house (to whom the trail belongs for hunting, I later found out) and a lake I didn't know was out there, which was frozen and very boring to look at.

It's a photography thing, I've come to find, that you can walk around for hours and hours and still find nothing you NEED to take a picture of. It's part of the hunt, and in a way it makes finding one of those shots all the more magical. But I live in an area where there is nothing but hunting-trails and farmland in all directions for miles, and rarely does anything interesting to photograph pop up (unless it's an abandoned place, and while I enjoy that, I don't want to beat a dead horse). So, my girlfriend and my mother gave me a challenge.

We put a bunch of random words and phrases that they wrote onto strips of paper into a bucket, and every few weeks I'll pull out a word and set up a photo that I feel represents the word I pick. Simple, but it could have awesome results.

The word for now is "Flying," and I think I may have a clue of what I'm going to do already. Stay tuned, folks, things are about to get interesting.

-Track

P.S. While you're reading, visit my Etsy page and check out the photos I currectly have for sale. I'm going to try to add a new piece every two weeks or so. Stick around and I'll start putting up coupon codes for anyone who reads the blog to get discounts.

Example pic of the week:

I need a cooler watermark. All in due time.