Photography… the great ego booster?
At the age of 62 I am long past caring too much about what people think of me.
When my kids say my hair is standing up (what is left of it) or that my clothes don’t look coordinated I quietly acknowledge them and then go on my merry way without changing a thing.
My photographs stopped being for others a few years ago. When I stopped taking photos for a living and even then I usually did things my way, LOL, started in earnest taking pictures for my own satisfaction.
One only need look at Instagram or Facebook to see how vanity and ego have taken control of a lot of us. For example, how many people actually look like their posed and no doubt practiced a few thousand times, profile photos on social media websites?
Now don’t get me wrong. In my younger days I spent too much money on clothes, looked in the mirror to much and fretted often about what people thought about me.
Age has a funny way of putting things into better perspective for me. I’m not in competition anymore. Not for dating. Not for a job. Not to be the most popular photographer on the internet.
Fame and ego is for others I have decided and that is just fine by me.
The photo at the top of the post is from the few days in January where we had an incredible hoar frost in central Alberta. There are probably a few dozen other photos taken during that time that will never be seen. In taking photos at least how I take them, not everything that is taken will be something that agrees with my minds eye.
Editing is a huge part of the photography process. What you cull from your images is as important as what you keep.