I spent the week at Spencer Lum‘s photography workshop. I’m going to write more about it later, but I’m too excited about everything not to share at least one image. I’d never done a photography intensive before, unless you count double-headers – and you shouldn’t, because you present so much of what you shoot. This was three full days of shooting, pared down to eight images. Of course, the most time for me was spent trying to find something worth showing – to find something I could put my name on. It was really hard, and really rewarding. I’m very excited to share the full set with you, but I think I’m going to wait until Spencer puts all the images together so we can be presented as a group. In the meantime, here’s a teaser…
I’m really hard on my cameras. Lenses, I coddle to death but camera bodies get banged around, dropped, rattled, bumped. And because I like to have a camera on me at all times, it tends to be the one that can sustain the most damage. Therefore, my “bang around” camera is the D80, demoted from main camera to backup camera and finally to “oh, do I still have that?” camera. So it sits in my purse and comes out when I’m bored or on the metro and cursing myself for not doing more street.
I was asked this recently by two couples who I met with a few days apart. I didn’t have great answers for either of them. I think I probably said “the photos,” because it was the first thing that came to mind! “Getting the shot” is a great feeling – something easy to get addicted to. But it’s far too vague.