A former event photographer, I became an early adopter of, advocate for, and then a digital camera addict. After half-a-million frames taken and thousands of dollars spent, I no longer stress over the camera brand or worry about the number of megapixels. I ignore the marketing of the camera manufacturers that promote technology over the eyes of the photographer. I’ve returned to simple film cameras with the understanding that one should not have to be a Ph.D. in physics to operate a camera. Photography doesn’t have to be complicated. Visualizing the moment and finding the light is more important.
Just point, shoot, and preserve your memories, create your art.
After 15 years of being an “unofficial” camera engineer for Nikon, Canon, Leica, Fuji, and Ricoh, I’m still on a journey of recovery. Along the way, I’ll share how I adapt to a more considered photographic practice that promotes a more contemplative way of life.
Phones pressed to their faces; laptops swinging at their sides; bags and jackets emblazoned with company logos; San Francisco’s population appears to entirely consist of young tech workers. Tech work is hard, but I often wonder how many have ever had the experience of doing the hard physical work I experienced in my youth. In my 20s, I developed a hernia from heavy lifting. In my 30s, I shoveled so much snow, I had to see a doctor for extreme upper body pain. I had a 9 to 5 desk job, but I always seemed to engage in some type of manual labor.
As a teenager, I mowed lawns; cut weeds; carried rocks, dug ditches, unloaded trucks; and even worked on a farm. With all this going on, my parents didn’t slack up on domestic chores. By the time my brothers and I graduated from high school, we could out-cook, out-sew, and out-clean Martha Stewart! Here’s a picture of my brother doing his chores. And it has served him well. Today, Steve is a master dishwasher. 🙂
Considering that San Francisco’s young tech workers will contribute to the development of even more robots that will replace even more workers that do manual labor, I thought I could expand on the subject through the many photographs I’ve already taken. It’s a possible project. 📸
Because my office overlooks San Francisco City Hall, I’ve seen my share of; participated in; and even photographed, scores of demonstrations on every conceivable political issue. As I exited the office this evening, I ran into this demonstration.
I’m not going comment on Brett Kavanaugh and the rest of his anti-human brethren. It does give me hope, in a distracted world, that there are still people who think critically and become outraged to protest and organize. Trump, Kavanaugh, Weinstein, and company have really pissed off a lot of women…to the core. I could feel the righteous indignation like no other demonstration I have experienced.