Thinking in photographs


My niece Annabel fascinated by pigeons at the wharf in Boston

“Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.” – Ferris Bueller

Photography is about a tiny fraction of a moment. Sometimes you miss it and other times you catch it, and when you do it’s like Christmas Day. You may notice some potential on your tiny display screen while out in the field, but you never really know until the moment. The moment it appears on your computer screen. There it is, larger than life, that one exciting second when you realize you’ve really captured something special, something you can never relive or experience again. Something only your eyes saw, a particular moment in time that occurred and will never happen again. Or, it might be that one heartbreaking instance when you realize your hand moved and now all you’re left with is a fuzzy, blurry photograph. Useless trash. Every photographer knows what I’m talking about.

Reaction, speed, persistence, composition and a good eye are the keys to a great photograph. Also practice, practice, practice. Of course you need to know your equipment too. I think above all, a passion and a love of photography like anything are most important.

I find myself thinking in photographs, especially when I’m driving. “Oh, that would make an awesome picture. I should really pull over and take a picture of that.” And then I don’t. I’m usually preoccupied and have to get where I’m going. And then I regret it. There’s nothing worse than the feeling of regret. So, I decided to stop doing that. Today in fact I stopped to photograph these beautiful white ducks that hang out down the road from where I work on the Suncook River. Here are a couple of my shots below.

It took me a long time to start living my life in the moment. It wasn’t until college that this really hit home for me when one of my professors not only taught us to “be present”, but also lived it. He touched many lives during his time here and had a big influence over mine. I feel very fortunate to have known him. I can still hear him reminding me from time to time, “Catie, stay present.”



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