There are 2 types of photographers. Which are you?

There are two types of pictures.

Pictures about something. And pictures of something.

And while taking pictures that show crying brides and smiling kids may pay the bills, the real question isn’t what you show in your pictures. It’s what you make people feel. That’s what voice is about. And it pays the bills even better.

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Because voice isn’t a luxury afforded to the arteeeste. It’s the heart of your craft. It’s you.

And if you want a devout following, who doesn’t give a rat’s ass about any other photographer but you, it’s everything.

Truth is, 99 photographers out of 100 couldn’t tell you what their pictures actually say to their audience. They shoot for the most pregnant moments … Read more...

A Shot in the Head and Two in the Heart

True story:

The other day I was walking around the frame section over at Michael’s, the arts and crafts store, when I saw a woman holding up one of those big paper targets people use for practice at the shooting range.

She was trying to see if it fit in a 24×36 frame.

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It had a hand-drawn picture of a guy holding a gun, and there were exactly three frayed holes where the bullets had struck: One was in the right eye. The other two were right through the heart…

Gotta wonder about the rest of her decor.

But it made me think about the fact you don’t have to go very far to see a lot of strange stuff Read more...

How Voice Dies

The big problem with photography has nothing to do with photography.

It has to do with validation.

Vali-fucking-dation.

Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

But there is.

Because it’s making our lives shit…

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The other night, I was “chatting” with a friend in FB through comments. She posted a comment. I posted back. Pretty soon, we were having a full on conversation.

And whenever she liked my comments, that stupid red balloon would pop up, giving me a notification. And even though I knew that it was just notifying me about the conversation I was having at that very moment, I still kept clicking on it.

Facebook has turned me into a sheep.

I am now the dog in … Read more...