Do you remember the first time you photographed something just because? No ulterior motive, not for ‘folio’, not for Instagram, not for a client, not to go on the wall, just because the light was just so, or the subject moved you and you wanted to capture what that moment felt like?
I had not done this for a long, long time. I had fallen into the same trap that many working photographers fall into. I only picked up a camera when someone was paying me, or when I felt the need to shoot new folio shots to attract new clients.
I’d forgotten what it felt like to really, really love taking photos. Photography became a job, a chore I had to do. The honeymoon was over. I could relate to the words in one of my favourite Madonna cover songs:
“You abandoned me. Love don’t live here anymore, just a vacancy. Love don’t live here anymore.”
Just like when a relationship starts to go sour, I was going through the motions without the love. The passion had left the building and it was taking its toll. I was bored and beginning to dislike photography. My work was all . . .