Entry No. 3...Drinking pants and a camera.
To this day, the Porsche is still one of my favorite photographs I've taken. Its not because of the colors or the fact that it is a pretty good looking car; its not even because I nailed panning the shot and got the motion of the car moving in-camera. The reason is because of the situation involving this photo and how I got it.
A few years back I was, lets say...a little reckless. I mean, I was working two jobs shooting all the time and really putting in the effort, I guess to make my situation better, but when it was play time, I played...hard. You see, I have these friends who are really great friends because they knew that I was going through a rough time in my life. I was trying to make it as a photographer, working all the time and never really having any real enjoyment in my life. So on the weekends they would decide to "kidnap" me, and by kidnap I simply mean pick me up and not return me until the weekend was over. I would never bring anything with me except what I was wearing (drinking pants) and my camera bag. Honestly, at that time in my life, I felt more naked without my camera than I would have if I didn't have any clothes on.
So, we would go out to the bars, socialize and have a really good time, usually stumbling home in the early hours of the morning...unless they forgot me and left me somewhere. Which in hindsight, seemed to happen quite a bit. Anyways, we'd finish off the night by playing guitar, having a few more drinks, talking until we crashed, with me just taking up real estate on their couch.
The following mornings were the best. We'd get up, sit on the front porch and drink coffee, talking about the shenanigans from the night before while eating the best B's & G's (trademark) for breakfast. We'd spend all day just sitting, watching traffic pass in front of the house and BS'ing long enough to recover so we could do it all over again that same night. It was really good times.
On one of these blurry mornings as I sat in my favorite front-porch-chair, I picked up my camera and began taking photos of the traffic going by. Nothing really interesting but it was something to do. The more I thought about what I was doing, it dawned on me that I should pan with the cars to try and capture their motion as they passed.
So, if you are unsure about the term panning in photography, here is a short break down of the technique.
Panning was a technique I was taught in college and its always been one of those things you keep in your back pocket until you run out of ideas. Those times when you are photographing a subject and just keep taking the same boring image over and over again. The reason is because panning is a difficult thing to master and can be extremely frustrating but with almost every routine task, the one time you nail it, is like...
...and there isn't a button for that.
Like I said, though there were great colors, a cool car and I got my panning down when I needed to, those are not the reasons I like the image. I like it because despite my long night before and the hazy aftermath that ensued, I was still prepared, able and willing to do what I needed to get the photo I WANTED, FOR ME! I didn't chase the guy down and try to sell it to him. I wasn't being paid to take the photo. I was doing it because I wanted and for me that is the difference between someone who loves doing something and someone who is doing something for a paycheck.
Well, I'm not quite sure I made it to 1000 words but close enough.
Thanks for reading guys and as always, take care of each other.