A few months ago I listened to a presentation by David Allen Harvey, who I have the utmost respect for as a photographer. He's one of those guys who has been doing things his way all along. One of the things he said during the presentation was that "you need to live with images for a while" or something to that point. That comment has been running around in my head ever since. For as long as I can remember, I've been making photographers of certain things and not really known why other than because I was drawn to that thing. More importantly, I didn't know what I was going to do with the images. Then I "lived with then for a while", and started to understand which images were good, which ones were totally worthless, but most of all how they work as a body of images. I've been nonchalantly shooting images related to fishing and the ocean for a few years now. Just here and there during free time or on trips to foreign places. Most of those images you will never see because they suck or because they don't fit with a theme. That doesn't matter though. What's important is that I kept shooting those images, which lead me to discover that I enjoyed the subject, and later on developed a body of work. I don't by any means think that it's complete, but it's a great start, and I'll continue shooting this subject matter indefinitely. Aside from being a lot of fun, the hope is that the work leads to commercial clients like all my other personal projects. Sometimes I feel like I work in reverse. Most people actively shoot things for clients and use that work to get other clients. I create images for myself because I love doing it, and trust that it will lead likeminded clients to me.
Only about 6 months late on this post, so yeah. Trying to chip away at the piles of images gathering dust on my hard drives from the past year. These are from an incredible camping trip in the Colorado backcountry. Specifically in the backcountry of Yampa. A very small and very remote town that is only frequented by locals, and those lucky enough to know about it. Our "campsite" was about a 5 mile hike from the car. So not crazy, but certainly enough to get far away from everything. Mojo was with me on this one, and he had a blast to say the least. We got in a lot of fishing and a lot of eating. One thing the Yampa backcountry is famous for is the "Devil's Causeway" (seen below). It's part of a trail with a narrow strip of rock with very immediate and very long drops on both sides. If you fall, you're down. Walking up to it doesn't seem that bad, but once you're there, it gets in your head a little. I saw one kid completely freeze while trying to cross it.
Fishing and golf are two sports that seem directly related. Not because of the skill set needed to perform each of them. Although you could argue that the motions are at least a little similar? Rather, they seem alike, in that you can totally suck at both of them, and still have a great time doing it. Beer is usually involved too, for whatever that's worth. A bunch of us went up to British Columbia last month intending to snowboard/ski. Unfortunately, BC is setting records for bullshit amounts of snow. It's sad really. Driving up there felt like spring, not winter. Half of the mountain was dirt. Whatever. The trip was booked a while ago, and we couldn't do anything about the weather. So instead of cry about it, we focused out efforts elsewhere. Those efforts happened to be fishing. And despite all the effort, the desired outcome was not achieved. There were no fish caught, but each day felt like a success none the less. Lots of laughs, good food, tasty beer, incredible scenery, and great company.