I did a proper photo shoot in my kitchen last week and there was something therapeutic about it. It was my first “real photoshoot” where I styled everything (removed the unsightly stuff like the toaster), used a tripod, tethered the camera, etc. There is something about taking a picture of something that makes me love it more. Well, maybe it’s more than just taking a picture, but taking my time taking a picture. Or a few dozen pictures!
I’m not sure how to explain it, but I have always felt that way about antiques I find, furniture I paint, places I visit, and the rooms in my own house when I photograph them.
The process of making sure everything is clean and aesthetically pleasing, seeing it through a camera lens, capturing it from angles that I hadn’t noticed before, etc… it just changes how I see it.
I suppose I’m spending unhurried time adoring my subject and that helps me take notice of the best features.
Here are a few of my favorite shots…
I’ve long thought of my camera as a critical part of my business. That and my computer are my bread & butter. But I never really acknowledged how it helps me see and appreciate things that I may miss with the naked eye.
Well, I am now.