Final Word: Show Me What The World Looks Like To You
because of these, pretty much everyone has a camera now. Then again, everyone has one of these two. And just as on the one hand, a pen can be used to scribble a quick note or on the other to write a best selling novel so a camera can be used to grab a quick snapshot, or it can be used to create art. The difference between a snapshot and art is what this trilogy of courses has been all about and can be summed up in three words. Hand, eye and heart. Now, in many ways, the first two elements, which were the subject of Part one and part two of the Easier to master because on the whole there more objective the rules around lens, aperture and shutter speed or the placement of objects in the scene, for example, unknown variables. This course, on the other hand, has been far more subjective, mostly because it's been about you as an individual and as a photographer. What moves you, how you respond to certain subjects and stimuli and the machinations of your subconscious mind. And so I think for...
me, that's why it's also the most important, because beyond craft skills and technique is about training, the one element of the photographic journey that most often gets forgotten. You. Every photograph starts with you. It starts with you having something to say and the passion and oftentimes courage to say it. Think about that. The next time you're out with your camera, don't be so eager to start snapping away. Wait a moment, sit in contemplation and figure out what it is that moves you in that one unique moment. And if nothing comes immediately, don't just walk away. Stay a while. You never know what the very next moment might bring. I was in Japan once with a group of photographers. We were hoping to photograph Hooper's ones. It was early morning, and we'd all been up before breakfast with no sign of a swan insight. It was winter, and the cold was numbing. Now a couple of people asked if they could head back to the hotel for a break and some nourishment, and despite my encouragement to sit it out pretty soon everyone was in agreement and boarded the bus, which headed back. Everyone, that is, except to two of us chose to stay as the bus disappeared into the mist. We sat with our cameras enjoying the stillness. Then I heard a bush bush and a trumpet. And out from the mist came squadron after squadron of swans emerging like ethereal angels. That morning I made some of my very best photographs of the whole trip. And, boy, did I have a story to tell. The art in photography is born in the story. Everything follows that indisputable fact equipment, choice, camera settings, composition, even the way you process an image. Every step of the journey hinges on the destination. They are dependent on what it is you want to say, and I am certain you are bursting with stories. And I know that what you have to say is important because you have something that no one else has. Your unique vision. So the next time you pick up your camera, don't record what everyone else sees. Tell me what I really want to know. Show me what the world looks like to you. Mhm! Yeah, yeah, Uh huh, Uh huh. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Mhm Mm