Advice

Take it slow.

Just try to understand that things get tough. Things get intense. Things are crazy …but that is life. Life is a ride.

So let’s take the time to really get down and just let free on my blog. This is going to be titled advice, but who knows what will really be written here.

I want to address the fact that no one man is an island.

You will spread yourself thin. You are going to invest so much energy that will rarely be cycled back to you. Time is ticking and things are getting intense. Sessions are flying by. Models cancel. Printers jam. Money is short. Props break. Tears will flow. But in the end …just breathe. You cannot stress yourself out from the get go and panic. It is all about what comes next? What will you do to follow the fall? This is the true nature of a photographer. The ability to take an idea and run, idea falls? Rework, pick yourself up, and keep running.

As well, don’t be afraid to ask for help. Food photographers need a team. Commercial photographers need a team. Why should you not have a team? Surround yourself with people who will benefit you. Who want to see you succeed. Who will pour their all into you, like you would for them. At times you will hit that point where you realize that some people are not worth the effort. Give them a chance. Give them two. Know your limit though. Time is always ticking.

New beginnings

This is the final countdown. This is the last ride that we all have together. I was never one for being great with my words. But I promise you that I will try to make the best of the time we all have together. We will get strong. But I have to be strong for myself, I am the one taking the steps into unknown territory. No one is going to be holding my hand.

Sonder

Sonder

n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.