The first time I managed to get everything in focus and take this photo of the moon, I have to admit, I was pretty impressed with myself. I also stood in awe. Being able to see something so far away and all of the detail? And then from my bedroom? I was completely moved.
My bedroom happens to face due east which means I get to watch the horizon move from that blue magic to the full sun and then the moon shows up through my windows later in the evening.
Cold and clear. It doesn't get much better for a full moon. I'd only had the camera for about four months. I figured this qualified for a good throwback Thursday post.
As someone who's still learning the camera, I can tell the progress I've made over the last year. I can see what I'm paying attention to, I can see themes in my work. What's interesting is the themes other see in my work. I've had to think about what it means to grow and where I'd like to see this and my writing go. I'm seeking out more complicated camera hacks and tricks, impossible shots. I'm thinking about video work and what kind of long term project I may want to consider.
But the fact remains, everything we do happens in stages. I waited to buy the camera simply because I wasn't sure if I'd use it. It seems hilarious at this point, but really, I wasn't sure if it would be something I'd be good at or would stick to. Turns out that at least I love it - which is what's important. I enjoy chasing light and looking for beauty in places others may not see it.
Anything I've ever wanted, there's had to be real time and real work involved. Leaning out of your bedroom window and setting up tripods is no different.
At any rate, just a reminder to hang in there. Sometimes, it takes a long time to reach your destination. As an official late bloomer, I have to tell you I'm pleased to see some of the work begin to payoff. But it had to start somewhere. It always does.