I take photos to bore and bother my friends and family members
Seriously though. The question has crossed my mind several times in the last year. My output in the digital era has gotten huge. In the last 4 years, I have eclipsed all that I took in the 36 years that came before. What can I possibly hope to accomplish with these thousands of images. Even if they were all good, would anyone other than myself ever have the patience to look at all of them?
So...why do I do it. Is it because cameras are such neat toys...yes, that is a side benefit. Is it to look cool? Nah, I know better. Is it so I have something asocial to do at parties and family gatherings? Maybe
Is it so I can provide a stimulus to the economy...nope...my LBA is of the bottom feeder variety.
And the answer is...I do it because the camera gives me a chance to share in a small part the world as it appears to my eyes and the world as it impacts me. More and more I have been exploring the notion of interpreting complex emotions and emotional concepts with carefully modeled photos of symbolic objects.
A good example would be something I worked on just before Valentines. The photo group that meets at my local church had a Valentine's assignment. Initially I was going to do something cute with candy hearts. I made a special trip to buy the nasty little treats, but was highly disappointed when I spilled the contents onto the counter and found that they were mostly broken and misshapen with the messages incomplete and poorly printed. I thought to myself "Damaged Goods" and started towards the trash can.
It was at that point that I stopped and thought for a moment. I have been a divorced single man for a little over 20 years. There is a tongue-in-cheek saying among long-time single people where we sometimes refer to ourselves or others as "Damaged Goods" in the emotional sense. The tears actually started to come a little as I turned around and decided to work with those pitiful candy hearts. I tried a number of approaches; high key and monochrome as well as gaudy and saturated. I finally connected when I tried desaturated colors on an almost black blood red field. The hearts were in a haphazard pile with the pieces oriented to show their worst defects.
The next evening when the slides were shown I knew that I did my job well. Yes, that shot was eventually voted best of the 40 or so submissions for the Valentine's catagory, but pay-dirt came for me when the slide came up and I heard someone in the room draw in their breath in a sharp wince. The photo touched a chord and I knew that I had shared what I needed to share. There were lots of happy marriage and relationship pictures that night, but mine was the only one that explored that other aspect of personal relationships.
So yeah...I guess that is why I do it...
Steve