Today (I wrote this text on the 22nd of September, 2024), I will provide some insights regarding the progress of my street photography.
Sometimes, I wonder and doubt whether I am evolving in terms of taking pictures of Warsaw’s streets. It is hard to judge myself. Still, I do not think I have made unbelievable progress in photography art. Do I consider this fact something wrong? No. For me, it is a process that counts. The truth is that as long as walking/rucking and picturing everything that catches my eye brings a lot of joy to my soul, I won’t care too much about the progress of my street photography. I do not want to become the best photographer ever. Perhaps I want to be the most prolific one.
Still, I do not care about comparisons to other artists.
I want to be simply not the best. The older I am, the more I hear that we should make progress in everything we do. I do not know it. Perhaps people who write it have the right. Still, I want my artistic activity to be where I do not have to do anything except things I want to do. Thus, I do not care whether I have progressed in street photography. I would say that I have similar thoughts regarding writing. It is hard for me to judge whether I made progress in writing in a foreign language, English.
Still, as long as I feel the desire to write, I will be doing it, no matter the progress and number of readers visiting my site. I cannot precisely explain why I do all the things mentioned above. I wrote many posts about this topic, but I did not manage to explain it. What I do know is that my creative pursuits are not about achieving a certain level of skill or recognition, but about the joy and fulfillment they bring me. Luckily, I do not have to report my creative activities to anyone.
For me this is a powerful image. In todays world it immediately (rightly or wrongly) speaks to suffering. Is this person dead? Are they just sleeping in the grass? In the end it doesn’t matter for the fact that the image raises these thoughts and all those thoughts that accompany it is the important thing.
Thank you, Ian. Luckily, this person was breathing. I’ve never found any corpses while doing street photography, and I hope it will never happen.