RANT: The Dying Industry

Can you still make a living as a photographer? Everyone has a decent camera these days. The industry is dying. It’s too competitive. It’s not a real job.

Here’s a question: “Who do you know who is really good at what they do that is out of work?” That quotation is paraphrased from the mouth of (the often abrasive) Adam Carolla. While the former Man Show co-host may be an unlikely commenter on the state of the photography industry, that quote is perhaps the most poignant comment I have heard relating to the creative business world. The photographers I most admire are naturally the most talented. But there is a reason I know who they are: they are successful. They are successful because they produce great images, they work hard, and their work endures. When I hear photographers say that they cannot make enough money anymore I try to reserve my judgment. After all, what do I know? I’m not a professional photographer yet. I don’t know how hard it really is, but I do know one thing: when I look at the body of work of a photographer who can’t earn a living anymore, nine times out of ten I can tell why.

It's giving me the photographer blues...

The photographers I'm referring to clearly gave up on photography years or decades before. Some may have lost their drive long ago, others might have been just ‘good enough’ to make a paycheck with no real love for the art, and some probably never put in the work in the first place. I know many photographers whose work has just gotten stuck or who honestly should have probably never picked up a camera at all. For a while these people could still make a living with their sub-par work but not anymore. They choose to blame others rather than make up for their own shortcomings. If your work really is no better than Uncle Bob’s, then how do you expect to succeed? All of the marketing, gear, gimmicks, sales, and Facebook likes in the world won’t keep your creative business alive. In the end, it all comes down to the images you produce. While the rest of it may give you an edge, nothing can make up for uninspired work.

So who the hell made me Mr. High and Mighty on the subject? Well, no one. In fact, I have no real right to say this. But I am, and I will call it as I see it. Photographers need to stop blaming the industry and focus the lens on themselves (pardon the pun). Cut through the bs and the blame games. Evolve. Learn. Get passionate, or get out! Photography is not a career you pursue to get rich; you have to do it because you love it and the paycheck is secondary. Negativity and fear mongering are killing this industry--not the camera phone!

If you’re not moving forward then you’re falling behind. It’s a struggle, no doubt about it. There are undoubtedly millions of talented people who aren’t able to make what they used to, but there are also thousands of others and more and more coming everyday ready to innovate, learn, educate, devise, and produce amazing and inspiring work. These photographers can also be financially and creatively satisfied from said work. My dream is to be one of those people someday. I will follow their advice and not the words of the washed-up naysayers. You can say I have some rose tinted glasses on, and the world isn’t so black and white (gotta love a mixed metaphor), but I am young, I want to succeed, and I am so sick and tired of being told it’s no longer viable.

/end rant

The Love Affair

​My introduction to film photography

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​Last time I talked about my introduction to SLR photography. My very first foray into serious picture taking was with two rolls of color Fugi 200 film and a 1975 Canon F1 SLR. So why film then, and why film (sometimes) now?

​From my first roll

​At first, my use of film was merely a test. I had never used an SLR before.  The old Canon Beast was the only one available to me, and the only one my father could teach me how to operate. I had been lusting after a Digital SLR for a while and I wanted to get somewhat of an idea of what I'd be getting into.

Note that all of the photos in this post were taken when I first began exploring photography. All were taken on film, save for the top picture.

​When I opened up that first envelope of prints, I understood what everyone was talking about when they said they just liked the "look" or "feel" of film. I can't fully explain it; film just has a different look to it. It can be replicated in digital but that's beside the point. Of course, the grain is part of it. I didn't even really understand what grain was at the time, only having viewed digital images for the last eight or so years of my life. I recognized that the pictures had a kind of crispness and dimension that I was not familiar with coming from my Kodak Z760 point and shoot that I had given up on several years ago. 

I am a child of the digital revolution. I had my first laptop when I was 10, my first digital camera at 12 (Kodak DX4350, more on this another time), my first iPod at 13, and I bought a first gen iPhone the minute I could afford one. I grew up in an up-to-date digital household and I love technology. It's pretty strange, then, that I immediately had such an attraction to this old, analog, and some would say inferior, format. 

Of course I can't credit the film alone. Like I said before, this was also the first time I had experienced an SLR. They truly don't make them like they used to. There's a mechanical connection I feel when using a film SLR. Cocking the shutter, manually turning the shutter speed dial and aperture ring, looking through a big viewfinder, turning the smooth manual focusing ring until the image clears in the center  focus point, recomposing and putting the subject right where I want it in the frame and, finally, clicking the shutter release and hearing the mirror flip up and down with a satisfying kk-chhk rather than an artificial facsimile coming out of a speaker. It is a totally unique experience.

You create an image at that point and do not just let the camera figure it all out--leaving you to just point and shoot. No. You have complete control. There is beautiful simplicity in what sounds like a complicated process. (Of course, it's really not--once you get the hang of it.)

My dog on ​Kodak Ektar 100

​Film is truly incredible. My father is a chemist; I have always had a great appreciation for the work he does (even if I am not so gifted in the subject). While it's all well and good that we now have digital sensors which can take clean, sharp, images at iso 25,600, I don't think I'll ever have as much appreciation for that as for the chemists in the early 19th century who figured out how to attach silver-hallide crystals to a piece of celluloid in such a way that they could accurately record light. Of course, there were wet plate process photographers even before them!

I really learned about photography with film and I had a great time doing it. It allows you to not get so mired down in the spec-sheet black hole that so many photographers fall into these days. I encourage everyone to browse Craigslist or ask your parents or grandparents if they happen to have an old manual SLR lying around that you could borrow if you haven't shot film in awhile (or ever). I'm not saying every photographer should learn on film. It has its definite pros and cons. However, it is a lot of fun, can produce beautiful images and, I think most importantly, slow you down. When I compose a shot on film, I try to make it really count in the viewfinder. With digital we can sometimes get a bit lazy, snap 10 pictures, crop in post, and fix the exposure. All of this can be done with film as well, but it's a lot more satisfying (and cost effective!) to get it right in the camera the first time.

​That's all for now. Much more on film in the future.

The Beginning

​And what an appropriate title. Not only because this is the inaugural post for my new blog, "ttfp," but because this blog is a story. I don't know if it'll be good or bad, and I have no idea how it will end, but it's a story I feel compelled to share. So I'll start at the beginning:

Two years, five months, and four days ago--on November 18th, 2010 I picked up a camera and found a world. My dad's 1975 Canon F1 film SLR to be exact. I loaded it up with some color Fugi 200 speed film from the grocery store and began my first photo assignment. The camera had no battery, and thus no light meter, so I was left to my own pre-novice brain to figure out the settings. I can only thank the amazing latitude of 35mm film, and some impressive developing from the guy at Walgreens, for the fact that only five of the 48 frames I took appeared under or over exposed (a feat I don't think I could ever repeat given those circumstances). So what was the assignment? Well, that first assignment was really just to gain an understanding of how an SLR camera worked, and the subject was my car (another hobby of mine). That's right, 48 boring pictures of a car.  I wanted to keep it simple. The guy at Walgreens was slightly puzzled. In all honesty, that was probably one of the most rewarding moments of my life, when I climbed into my car in the parking lot and opened up that envelope of prints to see what, if anything, I had captured. I was hooked. 

​My favorite picture from that day.

​My favorite picture from that day.

Photography had grabbed me and it hasn't let go. I was a freshman in college then; now I'm nearing the end of my my junior year. After I graduate, I plan to attend photography school and follow the path I most desire.

So that's what this is all about. The journey. Photography is the first thing I've found in life that I have a true love for. I can't imagine my life without it and I hope I never feel otherwise. I want to share my experiences up to now and into the future. I still learn something new everyday with regard to photography, and it's the only subject I really care to explore everyday I can. The art has turned my life in a whole new direction. I really don't know where life will take me but wherever it is, I'll take a camera with me. 

Oh, and I'll let you in on what ttfp means later.