Shoes, frayed and tired, just sitting on the floor in front of the rocker; but still occasionally worn on the paths at Homewood. Now, I’m mostly remembering the tales they could tell after all the miles they covered from the sands of the Sahara Desert in Tunisia to the rocky wet trails in Ireland, and from riding the camels in Egypt to the beers drunk in the pubs of Galway. They have seen it all.
Lately as I keep pondering which camera, which lens, which software, which style, and primarily what subject, it has dawned on me that it doesn’t make much of a difference. When it comes to photography, the thing I like best is the production of an image … most any image. I like the process of researching, studying, getting, and then learning how to use my gear to produce images of interest to me.
If the above is true, I should be able to take a picture of almost anything and still craft an image. To test this theory, I grabbed my camera and took the above picture without getting out of my computer chair. I then massaged it a little to create the above image; but the memories it brings to the surface sure do help.
Others might not appreciate all the images I craft, but to me the important thing is to just keep experimenting and enjoying the act of creating them. Oh, and I better add looking for a new pair of shoes to my list.