I have used photography recently as my outlet, like I used to. I have been going through some crazy changing times, good and bad, and I have needed something to ground me and balance me out, and I turned to my photos as I always seem to do...
It is a project that I truly feel something for...Not that I truly relate to it myself, but I am engrossing myself into learning things about it. I decided I wanted to work outside of my comfort zone and learn about other people...I love conversing with people and hearing stories about why they have done things...I drink up asking people questions and learning about them, even though I may never see them again. I feel like I can make "friends" anywhere I go, as long as I converse with them as if this is not the first time we are meeting, but just catching up. I guess you could say I "shmooze" a bit...my dad IS a salesman, and says that's how he get's customers, so maybe that's where I pick it up. However, he and I also share the common trait of LOVING when people are happy and we can please them. We may "shmooze", but we enjoy the outcome if it brings happiness. For instance...telling a woman at a toll booth "Happy Mother's Day," even if they may not be a mother, or they are, can make a load of difference to that person. I thrive off of that feeling. That is why I love my job...I can use my passion for photography to give people memories and things that will always make them happy.
Anyway...I decided to look for an outlet to help me with that. I wanted to do one that I wasn't originally passionate about, or knew a lot about, so i decided to try sports. I am not a big sports person, so I thought, why not learn more about it, and the passion and pain athletes feel... So I have followed a couple athletes in different sports and learned about them and asked them if I can photography them during all fazes of their sport... So we shall see....
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The bottom photo is quite beautiful. The ant's eye view of the first one is a bit problematic for me. It feels too expected, for of course the boxer stands taller than us! What of when the boxer does not? Check out Rineke Dijkstra's images of Spanish Matadors.
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