What’s the difference between capturing a moment and just taking a blurry photo? I struggle with this…and in that struggle, I suppose, is where Art is born. There is one photographer whose blog I follow who has elevated the art of photographing motion to an exquisite level. Her name is Karen McRae, and her blog is draw and shoot. You should check out her stuff. It’s no wonder she has 12,000 followers.
So what have I got? Well, there’s low light and people who can’t stay still. Like my daughter at an outdoor evening concert, talking with her hands.
A moment of scintillating storytelling, or just another blurry photo? You decide. There’s the moment of movement in falling water…but it’s way overdone, probably.
And the actual “OMG! I have to get my camera out because THIS is happening!”
And it’s barely recognizable, and you hope you can adjust your settings and try again before your surprisingly swift subject disappears into some shelter off the trail. Here goes:
Yes! That’s what it is, clearly, right there on the path in New Mexico. A tarantula. Now, do I feel better that I’ve “nailed it down”, so to speak? Or do I more enjoy the breathless, life-is-a-dynamic-thing, fuzzy ’round the edges illustration? I have this debate with myself. I believe in the dynamic; I habitually strive toward the “perfection”. Maybe this is the struggle that will someday birth some Art from me.