You know, I kinda just now came to that realization.
Now I know that statement must sound a little crazy considering how much I enjoy photographing things and the fact that I have an entire blog (practically) dedicated to the medium – but it really comes down to this:
Photography is something I’ve always enjoyed doing.
DOING. Participating in. In the verb sense of the word (if that makes any sense at all).
But just now while playing around with this simple little image, an image that I took with my iPhone (in my car, through a dirty windshield no less) I realized that, with each swipe of my finger, with each new result of my playing, I found that my heart was beating a little bit faster and an honest to goodness swelling of emotion was building up inside.
And this happens all the time.
Not only do I enjoy the process of photography; the searching, the discovering, the capturing of images – that process involves me actively participating in something. But what I’m talking about here is – this process has an affect on me.
Continually. Even after the searching is over.
I’ve just realized I’m in a long term relationship!
And it’s a beautiful one!
Through my dirty windshield, South Congress, Austin, Texas.