I don’t consider myself an artist. Historically I’ve been more of a camera collector than a photographer.
Still, I love taking photos and I enjoy playing with new cameras. Those two things seem like they should jibe pretty well together. Trouble is, I’m finding they tend to cancel each other out instead. It’s getting to the point where the only time I shoot is when I have a new camera to play with. That can’t be good.
I’m going to try giving the “taking photos” side of the equation a higher priority for a while. The gear side is being dramatically trimmed. All my 35mm film gear is for sale. I’m keeping the Hasselblads and the 4x5 cameras. Haven’t decided yet what to do with all the digital stuff I have strewn about, but I don’t find digital that interesting anyway so it can just sit in the bags for now. Besides, I always have the iPhone with me.
I have no idea if this will help but it feels like progress.
I’m wrestling with an old shirt in the wind as a focusing cloth while using the loupe to view the ground glass and trying not to drop the loupe when I discover I left the film holders in the bag so I stuff the loupe uncomfortably into my pocket, wipe the sweat from my eye and almost choke myself when the strap from my meter catches the tripod as I reach for the holders and now the t-shirt has blown away and so on oops I forgot to pull the dark slide.
I really enjoy taking photos, processing the film, making prints in the darkroom, and sharing them both online and off. These are my favorite things. Why I don’t spend more time doing them is a mystery to me; one I should solve.
For example, outside my window right now is early sunlight on fresh powdered snow. Yet here I sit looking at it while behind a computer screen.