Memorial Park Bench, Burlington Ontario

A black and white photographic study of a a park bench memorial located along the shore of Lake Ontario, Burlington.

Memorial Park Bench.

The photographer projects himself into everything he sees, identifying himself with everything in order to know it and to feel it better. – Minor White

I found this image; “Memorial Park Bench,” walking along a path with Audrey and the dogs on a sunny Sunday afternoon in the park.  It didn’t take long to compose; the shadow was perfect, the bench was perfect, the geometric pattern of the cement ground was perfect.  This was another photo given to me.

More on my thoughts from my last blog post: Warehouse Parking Lot Crossing and my photography/work relationship.

When I walk into the “Big Box Store” a switch is turned on and I loose my introverted nature to become a extroverted sales associate. This is not a fake facade, I actually enjoy being around customers. Being a introvert I just expend more energy to accomplish this.   I usually leave my shift tired, bruised and battered. At the end of a series of shifts spanning various hours I am truly exhausted.

Being a introvert I need to recharge my batteries alone, or with Audrey and the dogs.  My walks with my camera, for the most part without people,  are peaceful, relaxing and even therapeutic.  My work editing those images and this blog even more so and my batteries slowly recharge.  I’m not sure whats more important; “my sales associate job for my photography” or my “photography for my sale associate job,” but it really doesn’t matter I’m enjoying the relationship of both.

Reaching a ‘creative’ state of mind thru positive action is considered preferable to waiting for ‘inspiration’. – Minor White

 

Warehouse Parking Lot Crossing

“Warehouse Parking Lot Crossing.”

The process of photographing is a pleasure: eyes open, receptive, sensing, and at some point, connecting. It’s thrilling to be outside your mind, your eyes far ahead of your thoughts.

Henry Wessel

I came across the quotes of this photographer yesterday and I liked them.  Sometimes you just know, you connect with the image in front of you, everything becomes clear and you know it is going to work.  “Warehouse Parking Lot Crossing” is one of those images.

Once upon a time I was a commercial photographer, a burnt out commercial photographer.  Everything had become a formula, my creativity was getting harder and harder to find.  Everything had become mundane, I wasted my time in front of this laptop doing nothing.  I was becoming angry. I put down my cameras, sold some of them and stopped photographing.

Today I happily admit I am a full-time “big box” sales associate, and have been for over five and a half years.  For the most part I enjoy it liking my  bosses, my workmates, but most importantly I enjoy customer service and helping people.

It took a few years, but I eventually did pickup a camera and restore my passion/love of all things photography.  But it is different now; as  weird as it may sound I get my photographic energy/creativity from my big box job and I get my energy for the full time job from my photography. My postings on this blog,  my finished images, photo trips and completion of self imposed projects may be slowed down or delayed because of my time constraints but that is okay.

It can happen anytime, anywhere. I mean, you don’t have to be in front of stuff that’s going to make a good photograph. It’s possible anywhere.

Henry Wessel

Factory “Break” Chairs

A black and white image of two chairs positioned b side a factory wallFactory “Break” Chairs.

Anything that excites me for any reason, I will photograph; not searching for unusual subject matter, but making the commonplace unusual.

Edward Weston

I found these factory chairs on one of my early Sunday morning drives thru a  nearby industrial area. Hopefully these chairs tell you a story as they do to me.