OK. Just how seriously should I be taking myself anyway?
by, 10-28-2009 at 08:54 PM (978 Views)
OK. I have been inspired. I mean it. We're talking wholesale revelation here. I mean, look at Jason Brunner. No offense, Jason. But Jason is my hero. His work speaks volumes to his skill and proficiency. His generosity with the knowledge he possesses is a legacy that has only served to make photography better than when he first picked up the camera. Now, how many people figure 'Friggin Focal Length' in pasta? How many promote a DVD by bleep swearing at their own miscues, albeit staged.
Don't get me wrong. I respect J for his knowledge and the work he has done. After all, the proof is in the puddin'. I know my stuff. I can quote technique as the day is long. I can show some fantastic work IMHO. I can put together a few articles and call it a magazine. I can show others how to use their gear to the fullest. What I do I do to help others and to understand myself.
And my understanding is this. I am a smart a**, through and through. I do not do it to the point where I hurt others. And if I do I am the first to apologize for any wrongdoings. I am, after all, nowhere near perfect.
And I guess that is the point. I am not perfect. I am the sum of my pieces. And all of them are not nearly as perfect and I would like. And I like things that way. I love being eccentric. I love keeping people guessing. I am proud that most people leave from me with a grin at the very least, a laugh and a shaking of the head is more par for the course.
See, I don't want to be perfect. I don't want to pretend to be something I am not. I am me. Like it or not. And I hope you like it. I really do. But when dealing with me, a person will always know where they stand.
So, although a Christian must put their witness before all else and an editor for Creative Image Maker must present theirself with a certain level of decorum, and an auto parts salesman must always put forth the best face possible, this rascal will always put a little bit of himself into everything he sets his hand at. And if it were any other way, I wouldn't be me.
From Milton, Delaware. Where the intraverts look through their own viewfinders and the extraverts stare through yours. I'm Chris Walrath.