Every day. Take the camera out, take some pictures. Nobody pays me. There’s no gallery. There’s just a blog. A blog with typos. and poor grammar. Written whenever I’m exhausted, published when I’m tired of re-writing my thoughts. Some days I’m tired. Some days I only take one or two pictures. Others, I shoot hundreds. The odds of getting a good picture are only slightyly improved on the days with hundreds. It’s more about putting in the work. If I take the time to look carefully, see what’s in front of the camera, that matters more than the frames exposed. I look, I get closer to whatever it was I wanted to shoot. Put the files away on a hard drive for a month, two, to fogret the feeling of tripping the shutter. Editing is hard; editing with emotion is a lot harder. When I look, finally, I’m often surprised by how good the photos are; I’m one of those people who procrastinates because I think I’ll be dissapointed. These photos are from days like that. Where I don’t have project or a direction, but I’m moving in the direction if my intuition. Putting in the work. Skill not talent, someting you have to do to keep it up. Practice pushing the button, keep doing it until I can’t any more.
Posted on 2015-04-23T22:09:43Z GMT
There are many BART stations, but this is the one that I pass through the most. It’s also fiarly interesting; a good mix of young professionals, locals, schoolkids going to the city, people catching the shuttle to Kaiser. I don’t know what direction this is going in, and I’m totally not done. It’s a Work in Progress. It’s also the first idea that landed in my lap after I got the new camera. I may abandon it if time doesn’t allow me to give it the depth that it needs. Right now I’ve got a place, but that’s not enough for a subject. There’s gotta be a person in the story, someone not me, because I’m not enough of a narcisist to talk about myself all the time (says the blogger). In other news, many many things are afoot. I have to say no to pretty much anything else that comes down the pipe for the next 4-6 months. I’ve a new version of the watch in the works, various trips, Maker Faire (where I’ll be wandering around trying to keep my jaw off the floor), and of course, big things going on at the day job. Of course, now that I’ve said that, half of it may fall through. We’ll see.
Posted on 2015-04-13T06:23:59Z GMT
Ah, the delberate typo pun. I don’t remember what we did in 2014 for the Super Bowl, but this year we partied with some friends, Kareem and Lauren. Those are some legit wings in the first photo. Good times.
Posted on 2015-04-10T07:48:14Z GMT
The title does not contain a typo; Our friend Amiee has her birthday in January, hates it, and has instead claimed the whole month. It’s not a bad idea. I’d do it myself, except my birthday is rad, and it’s impossible to make a passable portmanteau with “Matt” and “September.” I tried to edit these down to bare essentials, but I got to this number, and my wife was like “Just publish them all,” and I was like, OK, wife, you are right. People do like looking at pictures.
Posted on 2015-04-09T05:18:56Z GMT
Like I said, some pictures that weren’t even possible before; the fourth one, especially. Incredible speed, and incredible sensitivity in this camera. I love it. The next edit, I promise, is all people. People are way more interesting than scenery. Also: I shot them in a dimly lit bar, which was doubly fun.
Posted on 2015-04-08T07:32:17Z GMT
