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I've been sitting on this for quite a while now, so thought I'd finally give vent to what's been festering inside. I joined my local camera club last autumn after a lifetime of not being a member of any sort of camera club. To be honest, it was more about the social side as I had moved after my relationship broke up, and basically was stuck at home with no social life. I'm just generally not a club person anyway, and many of these comments could also apply to bike clubs which have many of the same dynamics.
Anyway, on joining, I was given a programme of events which included mysterious things such as KF1, KF2 etc. There were 'battles' with other local clubs, and various guest speakers and demonstrations. So far so good. It turned out that the mysterious KFs were a sort of ongoing competition, and a lot of the club evenings were centred around these. I personally find any kind of public criticism very hard, but that is my problem. Anyway, i put some images forward for these various competitions, but the learning curve was very steep, and there always seemed to be reasons why things didn't come out as presented. And of course 'We're all digital now - aren't we' was the mantra. (I haven't told them about my various film cameras) At times it felt like being the central character in Franz Kafkas 'The Trial' where everyone but me understood what was going on. My pictures didn't do too badly, and I even got a second on one night, but I found the whole tone of the thing very rigid. Rules were there to be enforced. The Chairman whom I now sadly find I detest acts much like a dictator and is very prescriptive.
Then there is the hierarchy. There is of course a committee, visiting judges, even one from the RPS (all hail) But in addition to this there is the WCGPF, or some such, the Alliance, The Federation, and so on. There seems to be an expectation that members submit to all sorts of competitions judging by the number of emails that I'm getting from the aforesaid Chairman.
Don't get me wrong, it's not all bad, and there are some genuinely nice people there. But, I'm beginning to find excuses for not going. So, my question is: Am I some kind of oddball, or have I somehow entered through the wrong door. The door into 'The Twilight Zone'.... dee dee dee dee dee (Sorry couldn't resist)
Andy
Anyway, on joining, I was given a programme of events which included mysterious things such as KF1, KF2 etc. There were 'battles' with other local clubs, and various guest speakers and demonstrations. So far so good. It turned out that the mysterious KFs were a sort of ongoing competition, and a lot of the club evenings were centred around these. I personally find any kind of public criticism very hard, but that is my problem. Anyway, i put some images forward for these various competitions, but the learning curve was very steep, and there always seemed to be reasons why things didn't come out as presented. And of course 'We're all digital now - aren't we' was the mantra. (I haven't told them about my various film cameras) At times it felt like being the central character in Franz Kafkas 'The Trial' where everyone but me understood what was going on. My pictures didn't do too badly, and I even got a second on one night, but I found the whole tone of the thing very rigid. Rules were there to be enforced. The Chairman whom I now sadly find I detest acts much like a dictator and is very prescriptive.
Then there is the hierarchy. There is of course a committee, visiting judges, even one from the RPS (all hail) But in addition to this there is the WCGPF, or some such, the Alliance, The Federation, and so on. There seems to be an expectation that members submit to all sorts of competitions judging by the number of emails that I'm getting from the aforesaid Chairman.
Don't get me wrong, it's not all bad, and there are some genuinely nice people there. But, I'm beginning to find excuses for not going. So, my question is: Am I some kind of oddball, or have I somehow entered through the wrong door. The door into 'The Twilight Zone'.... dee dee dee dee dee (Sorry couldn't resist)
Andy