I’m taking a really short, really basic point-n-shoot photography class. I took away a couple of quick tips from last night’s class. Mostly, though, it just made me sit down and investigate my camera for a couple of hours — something I never take time to do. Now I have some homework: I’ll take some pictures this weekend, then take them to next week’s class & she’ll ID what went wrong. Might be useful. I think I belong in the intermediate class, though.
Oh! I think I figured out what I’m gonna be for Halloween! Have you?
I’m gonna be posting a lot of photos on this blog.
This one is from last night’s X/Detroit Cobras show at La Zona Rosa. This is the crappiest of all the crappy photos i took last night, but that’s what I want to talk about. I am a very, very amateur photographer. Add that to the fact that I like to take pictures at rock shows and what you get is some blurry, fucked up photos. Sometimes they work, though. Sometimes they evoke the show better than a good photo would. Sometimes, as in the case of this one, the photo seems to become a whole different thing. Like a painting or something.
This is my creative process. I always start out with some idea or intention, but I leave it up to chance, too. It could easily be argued that I do this because I can’t focus on one thing long enough to perfect my technique. But I’d like to think I do it because I like to improvise and I like to “discover” how the project turns out.