I mentioned HERE that we went to the river on Matt’s birthday, per his request. We had a short little visit, couldn’t quite relax because people a little ways down the river had a dog that really wanted to come visit Charlie and they screamed and screamed at him to come back, and the water was quite cold.
Regardless, the boys had so much fun and my sweet husband encouraged me to just float in the little boat we brought, tied it up to the side, and let me just soak it in. I think the birthday boy had a nice time, too.
If you read the post linked above, you read that I had some frustrations with shooting there. I really, really wanted to document our time there, but sheesh … the sun was straight overhead, the bright green trees sent green color casts everywhere, the shadows and highlights were wacky and intense and I couldn’t get around very easily due to the slippery river rocks… I know… que the weepy violin music! It sounds so silly to complain about. I did take some photos, recognized that I just wanted to capture some and didn’t need to aim for masterpieces (since I never do anyway). And then I just put my camera away for a bit. But kept having this pull to grab it and just try to see what I could capture. But then didn’t want to because I knew I wouldn’t love the shots. But wanted to because of the memories being made … but didn’t want to because the light was so irritating and I didn’t want to instruct my boys to move toward the colder shade … and so on and so on.
Welcome to my ridiculous battle with photography. The frustration is two-fold … I get frustrated when our fun isn’t happening when the light is lovely. I get frustrated when I can’t beautifully capture our memories. I get frustrated when I have an idea for a shot and can’t make it happen. But what really frustrates me more than anything is that IT ALL FRUSTRATES ME. It shouldn’t! Photography is supposed to be fun… it is supposed to be secondary (or even further down the line) to living the experience. I realize that sometimes I make it my primary focus, though, and that really irritates me. My goal is to tiptoe my photography into our lives, not stomp on our activities with it by instructing too much for the sake of my images or by dictating when and where the fun must happen. I have found myself veering toward the latter and a road block went up. But getting irritated with myself has helped. :D I don’t want to lower my standards for my images, but I need to remember that photography just is what it is and not something that should bring me, or any of us, down.
Anywho … here are some images from our time at the river. Wacky light and all …
I encourage you, if you are a at a point in your photography where you are frustrated with it, in a rut, hitting a wall … stop and think about why. We may blame the light, our children, our gear, our environment … but a lot of the time, I think we’re getting into our own way. I found myself to be the block in the road and need to pick myself up, move out of my own way, and get back to shooting for the love of life, first, and the love of photography second.
♥ Thank you for reading and I hope you have a wonderful weekend!! xoxo