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Showing my photos to my mom, she exclaimed i ought to find a gallery to show them; while showing her the crochet, she urged something else (which i cannot remember).
I do post to the world : flickr, ravelry, my own blog, youtube, here. I try to find ways to share with my family. (6 x 8 Photo book is currently $20 at Wolf photo, i note.)
I'm not active in finding an audience and it's been on my mind for the past few days, partly inpired by Joe Decker's comment about re doing his website and hiding the majority of photos so that the few photos people look at are truly the best.
Curation take time.
Cultivating an audience takes time.
And then i wonder, why, why should my vision and observation and stories and play demand attention in this time of attention demands? There's some tension in this question, some false premise. I stare out the window and can sense a game being played, imagine a hardboiled egg and the shell coming off in some sensual strip tease, and i'm not sure for what it's a metaphor. I don't need to strip more shell off myself, do i? And i will admit, i'd love the landscape of my imagination to be explored, but i get so lost in that space that i can't imagine acting as a guide.
And that, perhaps, is the best understanding i have: the landscape of my curiosity is so vast, i can barely keep track of where i've been and where i've going. I don't claim it's any more vast than average, but others seem to curate their selves more carefully, sculpting clear public facets.
I think of Joe's <a href='http://digital-photography-school.com/6-winning-ways-to-work-wide">advice about shooting with wide-angle lenses</a>: when framing the vast landscape, there's also foreground detail that needs to be composed. When someone asks me the open ended question of, "So what's up?" my foreground focus turns to time pressure or work pressure, where others naturally turn away (disinterest or lack of a place to engage). I don't have the near ground story that leads into the wilds. I probably get to lost myself to curate.
I do post to the world : flickr, ravelry, my own blog, youtube, here. I try to find ways to share with my family. (6 x 8 Photo book is currently $20 at Wolf photo, i note.)
I'm not active in finding an audience and it's been on my mind for the past few days, partly inpired by Joe Decker's comment about re doing his website and hiding the majority of photos so that the few photos people look at are truly the best.
Curation take time.
Cultivating an audience takes time.
And then i wonder, why, why should my vision and observation and stories and play demand attention in this time of attention demands? There's some tension in this question, some false premise. I stare out the window and can sense a game being played, imagine a hardboiled egg and the shell coming off in some sensual strip tease, and i'm not sure for what it's a metaphor. I don't need to strip more shell off myself, do i? And i will admit, i'd love the landscape of my imagination to be explored, but i get so lost in that space that i can't imagine acting as a guide.
And that, perhaps, is the best understanding i have: the landscape of my curiosity is so vast, i can barely keep track of where i've been and where i've going. I don't claim it's any more vast than average, but others seem to curate their selves more carefully, sculpting clear public facets.
I think of Joe's <a href='http://digital-photography-school.com/6-winning-ways-to-work-wide">advice about shooting with wide-angle lenses</a>: when framing the vast landscape, there's also foreground detail that needs to be composed. When someone asks me the open ended question of, "So what's up?" my foreground focus turns to time pressure or work pressure, where others naturally turn away (disinterest or lack of a place to engage). I don't have the near ground story that leads into the wilds. I probably get to lost myself to curate.
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