Chase Jarvis sent out a weekend challenge to take a 60 second scenery. Usually I don’t get around to stuff like this, I put it off, or I make plans and then just… well I put it off. This time I planned to just go straight after work, not even giving me the chance to get distracted at home. What followed was a three hour adventure of sorts down the Turnagain Arm all the way to Girdwood. It was excellent. It felt great just to get out of the apartment and into the sunshine.

Anyways, it was a good challenge for me. On a scale of 1 to Ansel Adams, I don’t register. especially, on landscapes, so I knew ahead of time this would be tough for me. Not to mention, who doesn’t love the drive to Girdwood?! It is amazing every single time.

Anyways, hope you enjoy the Vid, it’s not very exciting but it might just be the break of sun you need!

Life can get me pretty blue.  There must be reasons, but I don’t really expect to find them.  Most of the time it seems like I’m just spending too much time in self-pity.  Suddenly “self-pity” seems justifiable enough.  Maybe I’m just anxious for the future to get here while I keep putting tomorrow further and further off.

Either way, it can really get to me.  Of all the things so easily forgotten, I never thought sunlight would be one of them.  It can catch me a little off guard, its light cuts through the darkest corners.

So I thank God for the sunlight, for my friends and family, and everything else He gave me to make it through another Alaska Winter.  Clouds may come and friends will go, even family can be far, I can always count on God.

 

Anyways, I had actually just hopped out of the shower when I saw my towel lying there, so blue and fabric like.  The idea of the photo struck me instantly.  I grabbed my tripod, set up my light and got to work.  After rearranging the living room a few times and constructing a barn-door (AKA piece of paper + tape) for my flash (so it’s light didn’t bounce off the wall in front of me) I came up with a few shots that fit my idea pretty well.  I don’t think I got the exact shot I was working for, but I will definitely try again soon.

Right as I was putting away my stuff something else caught my eye and I ended up spending some time with a different subject as well.  I want to add a few to the series though, so that’s another one I’ll be posting up soon!

This post means a lot to me, and as such, I have no idea where to start.  I guess I’ll start with the lighter stuff and go from there.

First of all, current time is 1:40 am, way after my bed time (don’t tell Mom ;) ).  I’m not sure why it works this way, but it almost never fails that as the night gets later the inspiration hits harder.  That’s part of the reason that I’m writing this right now instead of waiting for the morning.  The moment will have left me and I’ll be left writing this from more of a logical standpoint versus an emotional one, and that’s not what this shot is about.  I probably won’t even post this until I wake up, but I’d rather finish it now.

I’ve been thinking a lot about Raw Visual Impact lately, where it comes from, what it turns into, and then where it goes, who sees it.  It’s a thought process that has been not only frustrating but boggling and illusive.  I feel like I’m trying to hold on to smoke with my bare hands, every time I’m close to something solid it slips away.  Each answer is unsure, and if it isn’t quickly dismissed it only leads to more questions.  Writing it all down has helped.

This is what I’ve come up with so far.  Raw Visual Impact is not something that happens when you say “I have a model, we can just walk around and see what happens.”  You can definitely get good pictures that way, at least technically.  More often though it comes from days, weeks, or months of planning.  Hours logged thinking about a shot, how to shoot it, why to shoot it.  Scribbles on paper thrown away and idea after idea shot down.  If you look at it as an evolution, it starts like a single cell.  Yeah it’s kind of cool and interesting, but let’s see it walk over land before we get too excited, right?  Some ideas make it, some die off.

It doesn’t matter if you shoot digital, film, paint it, draw it, cut it out or paste it on.  Why should it matter that it went through Photoshop?  If it turns out exactly the way you imagined it the medium is unimportant.  Who cares?  That being said, getting carried away with the power of certain software is an easy, easy thing to do.  Easy to get caught up in visual fads, to over process, to over color, to under color.  I’m all too guilty of that.  That’s where my first point comes in handy.  When you spend that much time dragging the image around every corner in your head and bouncing it off the walls, you hopefully have a good idea, if not exact, of what you want to get.  If that means colors are blown out or only one part of the image has color, fine.  As long as the reason isn’t “I saw this somewhere else and think it looks cool when I put it on all of my images.” No sir, don’t give into those sneaky little thoughts, they’re tricky ones.

Lastly, you control who sees your work, at least to a point.  I’m putting this on my blog because I want to share this with friends and family, and if any one else finds it that’s fine with me.  Some pictures are meant to be kept to yourself, that’s fine.  Some are meant to be mailed off to businesses or neighborhoods.  What’s important is that you’re not creating something for the sake of Raw Visual Impact, and by that I mean content control!  You could get some visual impact by posting certain shots in places no one else wants or expects to see them (which, by the way, is my opinion of why certain model sites are the way they are).  In even more, other words, are you getting Raw Visual Impact because you’ve created something deeply personal, or because (for example) you’re a little too comfortable with yourself?

well this whole project has turned into quite the learning process for at least one of us.  I’m very proud of this shot.  Self portraits can — ironically — show the least sincere version of myself.  Generic shot after shot turns out just like the ones that came before it, and little is revealed about me.  This shot unburied something that I’ve been battling with for a long time, not my faith but the way I live my life.

Now though I need sleeeeeep

 

 

One of the most frustrating arguments I have ever heard or been a part of is the one of Film versus Digital.  Why would these two even be pitted against each other?  You may as well compare acrylic to oil.  Sure, each painter may have their preference and good reasons behind them, but that’s not to say one is better than the other.

I recently unburied my Canon AE-1 and found, besides an older finished roll, a blank one ready to go.  I enjoy taking it out, slinging it across my back when the mood fit.  It’s a light camera, and since I only use one lens with it I have almost nothing to carry.

It was absolutely perfect for what I wanted it for.  The other sweet deal with film is when I lose a roll or forget to get it developed.  A couple of weeks or months down the road those pictures will bring back memories I thought I totally lost.

Countless other times digital has saved my life, especially during shoots with clients and friends.  Using off-camera flash is much easier when you can check right away to see what you’re getting.  Does it make it too easy? Nah, I don’t think so, there are still hundreds of variables.  Deciding direction of the light and setting up power ratios takes a lot of practice (something I need a lot more of).  It makes it easier.

I guess what I am scratching the surface of is that an image is going to be either bad or good and the deciding factor isn’t the medium, it’s the visualizer, the artist.  Does the image have raw visual impact, or is it just adding to the visual pollution?

After I originally wrote this blog I looked over it and realized I really needed something to break up the text, so I put in some self portraits I took several days ago.

I miss my blog.  I really do.  Why such the break between posts then?  It’s hard to point the finger at one thing, life has been moving fast lately.  I’m trying to turn myself into the person I want to be in between a class and job, three roommates, and a family who has been more helpful than I could ever say.

Maybe I’ll back up.  Last fall and summer I knew photography was my dream.  I knew nothing else could make me happy and any other job would be menial and frustrating in comparison.  So I tried to take pictures as often as possible, keep updated on the newest gear, and keep my eyes open for new legends rising.  In the process I met some great people who I wouldn’t have known otherwise. Mitch Kitter has inspired me and been an all around good friend through out the journey, and I know I’ll never forget my internship with Melissa Laggis.

I spent so much time working on my photography, figuring out websites, coming up with prices, and working with models that I didn’t spend any time working on myself.  I immersed myself so deeply into the industry that I closed gates over paths that might take me further than I thought they could.  I didn’t listen to the advice given to me from all sides, feeling confident that photography was the only thing that could make me happy.

I didn’t realize it until just now, but putting that kind of stress on a person is a silly thing to do.  Now my eyes are open to other options, I guess I might say I’ve been freed.   Of course I could not have done it alone, I would be utterly hopeless if it wasn’t for my Mom constantly throwing out new ideas and my Dad supporting me every time I changed my mind or came up with another “new plan,” not to mention my step-dad Marlin, my brothers Ross and Nick and my patient friends.

I still love photography, I try to take pictures every day (a goal that is rarely reached) and keep up with certain influential blogs.  I love getting into the nitty-gritty technical details of new cameras, new computers, new anything.  I can’t wait for the next edition of PhotoPro to come out.  Now though there’s no pressure on me.  I like to take pictures every day but I don’t have to.  I can let it come to me instead of trying to push it again and again.

Anyways, that’s why I haven’t been posting any blogs these last few months.  On other big news, I have a First Friday display on March 4th!  Check out Treft.Punkt the night of and I’ll be there meetin’ and greeting.  There will be some food, hopefully it will last throughout the night!  Bring a friend over, it will be a lot of fun.  I can’t wait!

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