Audacity | 937

My Author Journey, Tuesday, August 29, 2017

# 937 (countdown)

Today I started shooting photos with my new device (iPhone SE with built-in 12megapixel iSight camera). And even my rookie eye can tell the difference immediately. It’s a huge jump from this built-in 8megapixel iSight camera in my iPod Touch. The quality (sharpness) of those photos is so much better. I found out that the camera in iPhone SE is the exact camera that sits inside iPhone 6S. Of course I could have gotten myself an iPhone 7Plus with an even better camera but the price of it was too steep for me.

I know some people will laugh at me and tell me I’m a piece of shit, not a photographer, shooting photos with an iPod Touch or an iPhone SE (a toy!), never having read a single book on photography or attended a course for aspiring photographers. I mean how do I even dare to call myself a photographer. It’s a joke, and a sign of disrespect on my part. It’s a disrespect for all those pros who use the most advanced SLR cameras worth thousands, sometimes even tens of thousands of dollars, shoot on manual settings, use different lenses to get different results.

I get it, they are way farther on their path. But they’re were rookies too, and that’s something many people so quickly forget and thus they start acting like assholes.

Those assholes who believe only people who finished schools or specialized courses on photography and who, ideally, have a decent SLR camera can call themselves photographers have a scarcity mentality. They fear that anybody with a damn smartphone can use a similar title and do what they do (well, not yet and not exactly all of them, but almost — those who have a passion for photography can definitely shoot photos which would have astounded pro photographers of the past).

They, on the other hand, didn’t have the audacity to call themselves photographers until they knew what they were doing, bought their first serious camera and joined a Facebook group or other association of serious photographers. And it’s their definition of a ‘photographer’ which I (or anybody for that matter) don’t have to accept / respect. I respect people but I have zero regard for the definitions they use.

So yes I’m a photographer. Heck, I could even choose to be a photographer who shoots only with a smartphone, who dedicates his life to master this technique, learn to crush it using iPhone. I can even become a pro photographer who shoots with an iPhone.

I mean seriously, who can prevent me from doing it? Nobody! Only the opinions of people (assholes) who think that the definitions they espoused are the only right definitions in this world and that everybody needs to respect those definitions can prevent me from doing it, if I allowed myself to care about those opinions.

Anybody can do and call himself / herself whatever he / she wants unless there is some kind of license they need to get before they can actually do this thing (like bond broker, attorney, doctor, etc.). Where there is no risk that your actions can ruin people’s lives (unlike in the three professions I mentioned above) the biggest obstacle to becoming this or that is usually the idea that there are people who would become upset (many people) if you had the audacity to do what they do and use the same or even similar title without all those years of studying and the price they needed to pay (in terms of money, time, effort, sacrifices). And anybody can do that especially in today’s world. The Internet makes it easier for people to start (get on a particular train), but it can also make it harder (if you care about the definitions and rules which people use to prevent others from entering a certain field).

Being a pro means you do it professionally. You earn a living doing it. But is it impossible that someone who does it as his passion (and who doesn’t yet earn money doing it) will become a better photographer than someone who is a pro photographer? Of course not — it’s actually quite possible. That’s why so many people are scared. They know that other people can appear “out of nowhere” and be actually pretty damn good at this thing. And they can’t stomach this thought. They want to control the access to this thing they do by coming up with their definitions and rules, and forming various associations that charge you money, hoping that it will prevent most people from attempting it. Same with being a writer, artist, journalist, musician, etc.

Anybody can start doing the same thing which the pros in this field do. It’s really just a matter of our decision. To start we don’t need the most advanced tools. We can start where we are and with what we have (what we can afford at this moment) and practice each day like the pros do. Then, gradually, we can switch to better and better tools, honing new skills. And if that’s what we’re doing every day we shouldn’t shy away from calling ourselves / introducing ourselves as artists / musicians / photographers / painters / writers, etc. because that’s exactly who we are. We don’t need to wait until we master a certain set of skills or until we can afford to use the best tools to call ourselves this or that. We really don’t. Since we already do what other people who are in this profession / field do, we only need the audacity to think of ourselves as of artists / musicians / photographers / painters / writers, etc. And in my opinion it can only help, whereas I cannot imagine how shying away from thinking about ourselves in this way could help anyone.

Reading.

In the Shadow of the American Dream: The Diaries of David Wojnarowicz (20 min; on scribd app).

Listening to audio.

The Inevitable: Understanding the 12 Technological Forces That Will Shape Our Future by Kevin Kelly (20 min, on my scribd app).

My today’s answers on Quora:

Answer to Would you (honestly) choose passion over money?

Meditating: 10 minutes (before falling asleep, on Headspace).

Music for this writing session: Live With The Melbourne Symphony Orchestra by Flight Facilities (on spotify)

My today’s route.

My today’s favorite.

My today’s photos on flickr Warsaw, August 29, 2017.