I usually don’t feel inclined to discuss my individual images much. I don’t caption my images much on social media, or even title them very often. However, that doesn’t mean that I don’t have a lot to say about my practice or photography in general. I’ve also finally began to miss writing again. After finishing college, I haven’t felt drawn to write much. It’s been more than a year now, and I’m finding the joy in creating with words again. Finally.
The images I share are a form of communication similar to writing. I usually intend to convey an emotion through them. Sometimes it is just a scenario that I find aesthetically pleasing. Often the aesthetic or emotion is coupled with a story. Either way, I feel that the image itself is doing the communication, and that sometimes adding words can take away from its impact.
I correlate photography to poetry often. I used to write a lot of poetry, and still do from time to time. It was a major breakthrough for me when I realized that a poem could be anything. The only constraints are those you choose to place on the art from. Similarly, photography can be used to convey very simple or extremely complex things, and sometimes it does both simultaneously. There is no need for it to be anything other than what it is.
In addition to being a form of communication, I find photography to be a meaningful personal practice. It allows me to explore my conscious and subconscious mind, often finding myself surprised at what I have created. While my photography encourages introspection, it also encourages external exploration. Never have I found another art form that aligns with my personal preferences more fully. I enjoy the walking and the seeking. I enjoy manipulating the images. I enjoy the cognitive and technical challenges of operating a camera to execute my vision. And probably the most enjoyable part is sharing the images with others.