When I started this journey 18 years ago my posts were a handful
of photographs and little text. In that first year, 2006, I accomplished a
resounding two posts. It wasn’t until 2010 that I posted at least every week. That has
continued since with a whopping 74 posts in 2010 and 2011. Somewhere along
the way storytelling became my mission and while the number of images remained relatively
constant the written words grew to 500 to 800 words and more in a typical week.
Then six years ago I was invited to become a regular contributor to Shadow and
Light Magazine. My byline Telling Stories fills 10 of its 100 pages almost
every issue, the exceptions being certain special issues like, for example, Color
it Red which is self-explanatory.
It took me forty years to be confident enough to call myself
a photographer as in “I’m a photographer.” Declaring myself ‘a writer’ came
more quickly. I was driving to Albuquerque to shoot a wedding when out of the blue, I realized I was
exactly that. Now when asked what I do I respond “I’m a writer and photographer.”
The order may be telling.
This is a too long leadup to the occasional post that harkens
back to the early days of this blogging adventure. I will occasionally post a
few images with little but descriptive text. This entry would have been exactly
that, but my verbosity apparently knows no bounds.
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1 comment:
Love the pairing of the color and black and white photographs of the same landscape you presented here. But thank goodness for your verbosity knowing no bounds. You have been a "real" photographer for quite some time. It is odd that so many of us feel as if we are not "good enough", "don't make enough money", or haven't caught the eye of the public at large. Any of those things keep some from not pursuing their work. I am grateful that you are persistent in your art - be it photography or writing or both - and you continue to share it with your readers on a weekly basis. Persistence is a true gift, Estebań.
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