20 years. Two decades. Half a life ago.
That's how long it has been since I thought of myself as a photographer. I had just graduated from Art School then, and had decided I needed the intellectual challenge of an academic discipline to counterbalance the associate's degree from a technical college. So I left my "first profession" photography behind and moved to Indiana and art history.
Fast forward a generation. > > > > >
Most people I know carry a camera with them everywhere, a smart phone that does as much or more than those fictional Tricorders that Doctor McCoy and Spock used to carry around while exploring the universe. Some people use their mobile phones to play games. Some just tweet to their peeps. My dearest Mr. S uses his phone to learn Chinese characters with a sophisticated flash card language learning software. Me, I can't stop taking pictures.
Through an artistically-minded yoga instructor friend I found Instagram. Instagram is an amazing community of artists and an app that lets you do extraordinary things with simple and mundane photos. For me it's like candy.
My phone is a camera that would have been sci-fi to the Midwestern art chic I was in the 1990s. What I wouldn't have given for the opportunity to have an ultra-lightweight device that takes and stores high-res photos and could instantly share them with friends or publish them to the whole planet. Now that's the power I hold in my little hand.
Some of the fine artists who I follow on Instagram participate in a challenge begun by a photographer in Australia. Fat Mum Slim issues a challenge of one idea per day. Your goal is to find that image in your day and snap it. Upload it and hashtag it #FMSphotoaday and you are in.
Today is September the First and I'm going to give this a try. Fat Mum Slim has posted her September prompts inspired by members of the #FMSphotoaday community. Those who want to follow my progress may want to check my runningwave Instagram feed, since I won't be blogging here at Pull of the Tides.
To kick off my photography challenge, however, I will share with you a journey to a quiet, cultured small town in the Blue Ridge. Staunton, Virginia is a picturesque town of that Main Street gentle Victoriana mode. Chock full of elegant buildings, upscale cafes, and antiquey-boutiquey shops, it is a Twenty-first century city of a bygone-era. It's also home to a repertoire theatre (and I mean theatre and not theater) company that is nationally-acclaimed with some good reason: actors of the American Shakespeare Center will knock your socks off.
Here's a photo essay recap of my recent foray. Enjoy!
I won't bog down Pull of the Tides with daily photo posts. I do promise, although, to post my photo-a-day results at the beginning of October.
Until then, I will keep sharing my mixed media explorations here where the Tide comes in. I have several art journaling pieces and tags on my studio table in progress at the moment that you'll be seeing soon.
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