yuck!
I thought I would make all of your collective days and give you some inspiration at the same time…I’m going to show you the worst images I ever kept and were proud of! That’s right, these three images were my all time favorites at the time, my best of the best! Scary, huh? I took these shots in 1975- 37 years ago. Needless to say I didn’t have the faintest idea what I was doing. I had a Nikon Nikkormat FTn camera, some Kodachrome 64 film and lots of time on my hands. What I didn’t have was even the smallest clue what to do with any of it!
So this is where I started. These horrid images were my prizes- I gave them away as presents to long suffering friends and family. Cruel of me, I know, but even crueler is the fact that some are still in circulation- hidden on dark walls of guest bathrooms at my brother’s house and mercifully stuffed in a drawer of at my Mom’s.
blech!
Now think how good your images are compared to these. If I can get to where I am now starting with this dreck, imagine to what great heights you can go starting from where you are now. All it takes is practice, lots and lots of practice, and that just means going out and taking more pictures. Not the worst thing in the world to do!
These look so much like a photo framed in a gold colored dime store frame of a yellow flower that I gave to my grandparents. I was so proud of that but look at it now as a reminder of where I have been and what I am becoming. When my grandmother died, it was returned to me–probably because everyone else knew how crappy it was. Thanks for the smile, David.