Over And Over

This photograph emerged from the fog of my archives. I’m pretty sure I didn’t select it for anything because of the way her arm is raised showing her arm pit. I was raised with certain rules. One is no up-the-nostril pictures. Another is no arm pit pictures. So, I tinkered with it. I modified the color extensively. I made the white color pop out. I made her face sunny and bright. I think it worked. If not, at least I made it weird.

There is a discussion started by Andy Adams, known as Andy Flak, who is sort of a photographic cheerleader, author and gadfly. He wanted us (photographers) to tell him if we made or took pictures. Oh fer… this is like asking which is a better camera, a Nikon or a Canon. He asked the question too narrowly. He defined making as something a studio photographer does, which is to build a picture using various props.

Wait, what?

I make pictures every time I photograph. Almost 50 years of photographing, thinking about pictures and making my life about pictures makes it so. Younger photographers don’t understand that.

Hopefully, they’ll get it. In fifty years.