A few weeks ago I ended my post by saying: But, really, I’d rather be out in the world turning over stones, seeing what kind of bugs crawl out.
That post, in general, was about completing the exciting phase of a project and dealing with its commodification. I suppose some folks like the commodification aspects of photography, especially if they measure success by sales, accolades, and so on. Me, I find it mostly dull.
I mean, sure, there are some fun and rewarding aspects of bringing a project to its conclusion . . . I get to work with my hands, make prints and dummies, hold stuff and figure out how to hone the work into its final shape.
But I miss going out into the world and, well . . . reacting.
So, while I’m still in the commodification phase of my last project I’m also in that funny time in any creative person’s life: between projects.
What’s next? I wonder.
I’ve been mulling it over, but not in an overt, front-of-my-brain way. More like letting thoughts percolate in the back of my brain and, every so often, I think to pay some attention to what’s going on back there.
Typically I spend 2 or 3 years on a project. The only way I can be engaged for such a long period is if I choose a subject/project that I’m genuinely interested in. Every new project begins (and continues) with a struggle for discovery and some attempt at understanding my relationship to that which I’m photographing. The fact that I look for more from the process than merely ending up with a bunch of new photographs complicates matters.
So I’m biding my time, secure in the belief that, sooner or later, something will come forward, assert itself, capture my attention.
But I’m in no hurry these days. I’ll just let it happen.
In the meantime . . . I garden.
There are still some spots available in my Master Classes. Check out last week’s post for a précis or go here for detail: