Photography used to be a lot simpler.
I’d remember to take pictures, or not. They would turn out, or not. Either way there was minimal investment of energy … or joy for that matter.
Somewhere along the way I started to care a lot more. I should have known this would turn into an emotional roller coaster. Don’t get me wrong, I still thoroughly enjoy being in nature but there’s something about capturing wildlife images that makes a good day fantastic.
Since I have a tiny tendency to analyze things a lot, I have condensed my roller coaster to a mere seven steps. Buckle up:
- Concentration and unwavering focus while wandering around looking for wildlife – eyes peeled, staring down every unusual rock or branch in case anything moves. Spoiler alert – the rock usually wins the staring contest.
- Euphoria from an adrenaline rush as I spot something and scramble to set up my camera and me. Do I have more than a few seconds to react?
- Contentment as I enter another world comprised of just me and a beautiful creature. Time stands still as I’m taking photos, checking the histogram and making adjustments.
- Excitement during a quick review of photos on the camera as I temporarily forget that just about everything looks good on the relatively small camera screen.
- Anticipation during the first look at RAW images on the computer often becomes the painful process of scrolling through hundreds of photos. Who took all these photos that look exactly the same and why?
- Disappointment when nothing seems to quite match my memory, even after the first round of edits. I briefly entertain thots of taking up lawn bowling.
- Satisfaction when I return to the photos after leaving them for a few days and discover there are a few blog-worthy photos after all. Yes! I savour the photo and flash back to the moment every time I see it. Soon enough I am launched into the crazy process of trying to write a blog post which is an entirely different story.
I emerge from this emotional roller coaster tired but happy. In some strange way, each step is addicting and pushes me further along the journey toward a goal that keeps creeping forward.
I have to run. I hear the roller coaster calling my name.