I am like others, I have needs. We live for our id, for our ego and in this post-modern's postest-modernest of the modernest's era, to feed our super-ego. A song recently struck me by Israeli artist Noga Erez. In it they talk about buying views... ie... buying clicks on your social media or web pressense. | |
When I go from 4,000 views to 500 views I think.... hmmm. am I done?
Obvviously clicks to a website are predicated on how many care about said subject.
To me work is living because my work is my being... I make stuff.
It is a tiring life. And also a shot of espresso.
Ego kicks in and it defines me in many ways as I navigate my love of photographing moments and I belief that we need local ethical journalism now more than ever..
I took on writing sports for Titusville. The News-Journal is trying to fill the void of vacancy left by the daily Titusville Herald that inexplicably just stopped one day.
Of course, what it means is I need to get better.
I taught a non-prerequisite photojournalism class this semester. Two sections. Photojournailsm is a very particular for of photography and should only be persued by those with a strong background in photography and/or folks who are incredibly curious about people and telling their stories.
I have been in shouting matches with expletives after certain publications of my photos misreprented them in some way.
Every crossroad needs a town crier.