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ruben
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Hi Folks,
Just in case I went mistaken with the language, let me clarify I mean to invite your opinions about what happens, or may happen, with your photography as you go older and older.
Half an hour ago I was watching TV, a certain documentary about last years battles in the West Bank, and I throwed several curses to myself for not being able to be there and photograph, as I did some 15 years ago.
After some moments I made sense of my present situation, and everything went back to place. By no means my health allows me to run at will, by no means I can sell a minimum amount of pics enough for a salary even if I could run, i.e. disattend my present job. And if you want it harsh and comic, (just kindly don't abuse my openess) I am not sure I can live far from a bathroom.
If you want it smoother, already my eyes and glasses keep me upset, my overall steadyness is not improving, etc, etc.
For some of us, perhaps most, I don't know, when we cross the fifties life seems to become a prison, whose walls slowly moove inwards.
After giving it some thought, I think we can divide the issue into two aspects. First the general approach, then the concrete how to.
As for the general approach, in very general terms I smell I am very wrong.
If I re-read what I have written so far, it seems I mix between aging and passivity while there is no necessary absolute correlation. Aging should or could bring more wisdom, and with more wisdom
a man could accept what he cannot change, but also take more advantage of what he can take and didn't see before.
Because in my opinion life is never a one direction road, but very much like a byke. It needs the reflexes of a man at his twenties, but also the reasoning of a man at his fifties.
As for the concrete side, I have not the slightest idea about how aged photographers among us, or in general, perform their craft.
I think that if you read between the lines you can perceive some fear. Fear is to be clearly identifyied and then fought. So I have exorcised mine out and put it on your table to deal. Of course, this thread is not about me but about us.
Since in the Western culture aging is falsely identifyied with shame, my PM box is open for any member unwilling to publicly participate in this thread.
Cheers,
Ruben
Just in case I went mistaken with the language, let me clarify I mean to invite your opinions about what happens, or may happen, with your photography as you go older and older.
Half an hour ago I was watching TV, a certain documentary about last years battles in the West Bank, and I throwed several curses to myself for not being able to be there and photograph, as I did some 15 years ago.
After some moments I made sense of my present situation, and everything went back to place. By no means my health allows me to run at will, by no means I can sell a minimum amount of pics enough for a salary even if I could run, i.e. disattend my present job. And if you want it harsh and comic, (just kindly don't abuse my openess) I am not sure I can live far from a bathroom.
If you want it smoother, already my eyes and glasses keep me upset, my overall steadyness is not improving, etc, etc.
For some of us, perhaps most, I don't know, when we cross the fifties life seems to become a prison, whose walls slowly moove inwards.
After giving it some thought, I think we can divide the issue into two aspects. First the general approach, then the concrete how to.
As for the general approach, in very general terms I smell I am very wrong.
If I re-read what I have written so far, it seems I mix between aging and passivity while there is no necessary absolute correlation. Aging should or could bring more wisdom, and with more wisdom
a man could accept what he cannot change, but also take more advantage of what he can take and didn't see before.
Because in my opinion life is never a one direction road, but very much like a byke. It needs the reflexes of a man at his twenties, but also the reasoning of a man at his fifties.
As for the concrete side, I have not the slightest idea about how aged photographers among us, or in general, perform their craft.
I think that if you read between the lines you can perceive some fear. Fear is to be clearly identifyied and then fought. So I have exorcised mine out and put it on your table to deal. Of course, this thread is not about me but about us.
Since in the Western culture aging is falsely identifyied with shame, my PM box is open for any member unwilling to publicly participate in this thread.
Cheers,
Ruben
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