I’m going hunting this weekend.
That’s what each lacrosse game feels like for me — a hunt, a chance to capture something big, or come back with nothing at all.
In reality, my photographic excursions rarely are “all or nothing” events, but when I’m trying to stretch myself and capture something beyond routine, if I come back with routine images, I feel like I have nothing. Lately I’ve been trying to shoot a lot tighter, using my 300 f4 and 1.4 extender on my digital camera. That gives me something obscene like a 600mm lens.
Oh yeah, it’s nice and tight, but shooting tight is hard. It’s hard to follow the action, it’s hard to tell if you have any context in the frame. Like the shot at left. I love seeing Eric’s nice, sharp eye, but I don’t know if the picture really says anything — is there enough context?
I love the adrenaline that comes from shooting each game, the uncertainty of each frame I shoot. Every time you fire the camera, you’re never sure exactly what you’ve captured because the camera’s mirror flips up, blocking your view, and you don’t see the actual split second you captured.
If I leave a game feeling like I’ve done a good job, that usually means I didn’t — because I actually saw the moments I was trying to capture. My most successful shoots have been the ones when I walked away feeling like I had nothing.
So this weekend I’ll have two or three hunts, er, games. I’m going to try to shoot video again, which should be the subject of my next blog post. Stay tuned.