One thing that never fails in life is that at some point some new development happens that puts a part of your past in perspective; sometimes these moments are tempests and other times they’re calmer epiphanies.
On a professional and personal level this happens with out fail. I’ve shared more than a few professional moments such as these (a few of examples including Why Social media Matters to Photographers, Watermarks: Evolution of a Watermark and A Happy Ending to My Drive Crash) and a couple personal moments as well (Wondering Where I’ve Been? and Tribute to Curly).
Having a little time on your hands (whether at 3am lulling a newborn to sleep or perhaps out in wilderness under a star filled sky) you’re bound to have some epiphanies. As I refocus on my photography after the arrival of my son I’ve quickly come to realize and appreciate…
It’s far more meaningful to let what you create define who you are versus what you own.
This thought came to mind not just because I’ve been appreciating the arrival of my son, but because I’ve found myself wondering to myself for months why I never got into photography sooner. In my college years it was far too easy to get caught up in owning things (that now have no meaning or value) versus the enjoyment and value I receive from the art I create. Perhaps this is just a natural progression one goes through, but in hindsight I sure wish I embraced creating sooner.
This thought always resurfaces and seems to intensify as I review the early work of other artists. Rather than letting regret hold me back, I always leverage the inspiration I find in such work in the hope that I might one day stand on the shoulders of giants.
[tags]Photography, nature, abstract, stock photo, fine art[/tags]