Satan – 1 Visit 3 Bucks

Satan, 1 visit three bucks

I’ll send a postcard of this image to the first person to e-mail me the name of this post and a mailing address. You can only win once per month, and your address will only be used for the card, nothing else.

Ice Cream Truck, Midvale

ice cream truck sign

I’ll send a postcard of this image to the first person to e-mail me the name of this post and a mailing address. You can only win once per month, and your address will only be used for the card, nothing else.

Assignment #182 – Pile of Dirt

So you know that promise I made to blog every assignment in 2012?

What a mistake that was.

Let’s be honest here, no one is interested in seeing every shoot from any photographer, no matter how great they are:

As great as my job is, it’s not worth your time to come along with me on every single assignment. The perfect example is the photo up top, where my assignment was literally a pile of dirt.

Imagine that you’re a newspaper photographer doing three assignments a day. Wait, here’s a better analogy: Imagine you’re a musician who has to write three songs every day. Even the greatest songwriter would be hard pressed to produce memorable work day in and day out. Only occasionally would a great song come out of it.

Being a newspaper photographer has extra challenges. Not only do we have to crank out three songs per day, but we have to work in the moment (no rehearsals allowed) and we’ve got someone else telling us what the songs have to be about.

Have you ever heard a song about a pile of dirt?

Now you are starting to see the challenge newspaper photographers face. No matter how talented we are, it’s hard to produce blog-worthy material on every go. The assignments need to be interesting, the stars need to align, and the photographer has to be feeling it.

My goals in photography are to have a unique point of view and to produce memorable work. I’ll continue to publish the most notable of it here (the best, the better, and the absolute worst). But no more posts about the stuff in the middle.

I’ll no longer be blogging about piles of dirt.

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