This week, Rommy asks about things that thrill us creatively. The written word is my thing as some of you already know.
But another love I don’t talk much about that gives me great pleasure is photography, and to be precise nature and landscape photography.
I must have been 12 years old, when I got my first camera. Remember those Polaroid instant print cameras. I cannot begin to describe the thrill I got from snapping (yes snap was the verb at the time) the great outdoors in the countryside. It was dizzying.
I consider myself a hobbyist photographer because I pretty much taught myself how to take photos. And later on with the help of Scott Kelby’s books, I managed to improve some techniques. So, photography for me has never been about making money. I do for pleasure.
While I don’t consider my photos as art (because I like to keep them as original as possible, that is, I don’t do much editing) I always hope they tell a story.
Photography also feeds a lot of poems I write. For instance, this photo inspired one of the poems “On Beautiful Roads” that appears in the Seasons Defined collection.
So, you’ve guessed it. Wherever I go, I always carry my notebook, pencil and a camera in order to capture these special moments.