This morning, I got up at 5:00 to join a few other photographers trying to catch the morning light near the opera house. I was reminded of two things that I already knew. First, that it is much more natural for me to still be up at 5 (although my current life doesn’t often let me actually be so) than it is to get up at that time. Second, that even with the amazing light that I admit can be had that early in the morning, I’m just not really into landscapes, buildings and other static objects. It was less than half way through the session when my attention started drifting and I was ready to pack down my camera while the others just swapped lenses a second time and got ready to photograph the same scenery once more. At a similar meetup for evening shots along the Thames in London when we still lived there, the result was exactly the same. That time I even think I packed my camera down and just observed the others after the first two hours.
Well, I think it’s clear to everyone that I’m not writing much here. In fact, I’m not producing many words in general, here or otherwise. Most conversations I used to have online have gone silent, for different reasons, and the people I used to talk to at work are now all in different parts of the world, including me. Moving to a country where I only just understand the language also means that my usual quiet has become even more so, because I have to spend some extra time interpreting what is being said, and then I’m not sure if I understood correctly, or if my answer will be understood. I’ve always hated repeating myself and will rather stay silent than risk having to repeat myself in a Swedish-Danish conversation. In return, my photography seems to be taking off more, and I’m also reading a lot more about photography than I used to.
Since I still feel the need to express myself here, I’ve therefore decided to try to use my photographs as a catalyst for the words. I thought it would be suitable that the first one, above, should be from the first set of photos that I published online when I got myself an SLR camera a bit over seven years ago. When starting to play golf, there’s always that one first good shot for everyone that suddenly gets them into the game and makes them want to continue. With photography, the picture above was probably it for me.