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Passion Won’t Make You Successful in Photography

If you’re relying only on being passionate for being successful in photography, then, I’m sorry to break that bubble but passion alone won’t keep you in business. It is the harsh truth, but there you have it.

I understand the fact that this will perhaps come as a big surprise to some because we are conditioned to hear the word ‘passion’ everywhere. It is highly spoken of at speeches and on television shows and what not, basically it is everywhere. It promptly shows up at the beginning when an idea is generally discussed; it is extremely exciting and very shiny as all new things are but passion is the first one to get out of the door and run away when it comes to tough times.

Yes, we need passion for it makes you feel alive, brimming with some sort of purpose in life. We love passion and more than that, we really do need it. You would agree that just hearing the word makes you feel happy & motivated.

But, like I’ve said a while back, it’s a very strange thing. It is extremely powerful to start with but at the first sight of problems, it is the first one to vanish. Essentially, that sparkle that I talked about in the beginning, that wears off pretty quickly. It just wants to show up, makes you really happy and then go away.

Passion is a temporary thing but that is perfectly fine, as that is how it is really supposed to be. It is more or a precursor to something better that’s to come. If I can put it bluntly, passion is the seed from which something known as “dedication” grows. And trust me when I say, dedication, that is the real deal.

Dedication makes you continue trudging on when times are hard. Or stay up late till night when your body is breaking down and crying for sleep. Dedication is exactly what pushes you towards making yourself a better photographer, a better business-person and perhaps a better person, overall.

So, to all my photographer friends, there’s just one thing I’d say – Embrace passion with both hands but please don’t expect it to stay forever. For, you must always remember, “Passion is what makes you pick up the camera, but dedication is what keeps it in your hands.”

Photography – Addiction or Obsession

My name is Bobby Roy and I am a photographer by profession. I do it for a living, day in and day out, on my off days, during holidays, and almost everything else; basically I do it all the time. I do it so much that sometimes I start wondering whether I do take any day off; whether I shoot professionally for a client or I am working on a personal projects, the camera rarely leaves my hands. Should it be added to the list of things to seriously consider as an addiction? Or is it simply just the pure unadulterated happiness that I derive from this art-form? I wonder…

You see, it is so easy to get overwhelmed when you are running such a business and dealing with personal life, some family obligations, etc. at the same time. If you want, you’d always have some or the other excuse to not do a particular job or pursue a particular hobby that you generally love; and the reasons which you give to yourself or to others will almost always seem legitimate to you. However, ever since I got myself into photography, I always made it a point to make photography my top-most priority in life, and eventually I automatically, some-how seemed to find time for it on a daily basis. I not only love shooting, I also enjoy writing about photography, my projects, and everything in between. It is a part of the entire package and I absolutely adore what I do for a living. Yes, there are days when you’re down or do not seem to draw inspiration or motivation, no matter what you do but that’s a part and parcel of any artistic endeavor that you take on.

Although, I specialize in automotive, weddings and travel photography, I feel nothing is the limit when it comes to pursuing projects on a personal level – one can shoot anything from still life, lifestyle, street to macro and colors & abstracts when it comes to personal projects. The world around us is a beautiful place and as much as possible, I would want to frame it all within my lens. I feel the camera is like an extension of my eye, of what I see. Otherwise, how can one explain the fact that I cannot go one day without holding the camera in my hand and creating pictures, even if that be 1 picture a day.

If you think it is a good thing, it isn’t, really. You see, apart from me, nobody else in my family really takes to photography like I do. The rest of my family has little or no interest in photography. Ofcourse, they try & support me in what I do but they don’t necessarily share the amount of passion (or shall I call it obsession!) that I have, and quite understandably so. I have seen them looking at me with a blank face when I get excited about a particular frame infront of me, or I would see the brilliant light outside and get super-excited, and run out with the camera. If you’re wondering whether I leave my camera ever, then, well…not really. I mean I do take my camera with me almost everywhere I go, but there are occasions I do not really take it out, just so to enjoy the moment.

You see, photography as a hobby can get quite lonely or even shooting professionally can get lonely at times, and I, as a person enjoy that solitude. But there is a greater love & satisfaction to be had with sharing that knowledge with people around you; people who love photography as much as you do. People who share (almost) the same amount of passion that you have for this art-form. Perhaps, people who are as addicted to photography as you are.


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All For A Living…

 

It was not too long ago that I had this chance of interacting with a middle aged gentleman while I was waiting at the bus stand, to go some-place where I had to be. And I am sure I must have stuck out like a sore thumb in front of him or something. There I was, dressed in a very naive looking shirt and a dirty pair of denims faded with use and adorned with what else, but dirt and grime.The gentleman, however, seemed to be doing way better than what I was at that point of time – he was draped in the latest  threads, complete with what looked like this season’s coolest (or hottest, depending on the way you look at it!) sunglasses and shoes which seemed to gel perfectly well with the pants he was wearing on top of those sprawling estate, which I would like to believe were shoes!

He was looking at me for quite some-time, I could see. And then, all of a sudden, after almost assessing me in detail, he started exchanging pleasantries. We did exchange some “HIs” and HELLOs” and then, he threw me THE question that everyone, no-matter WHO I meet seem to ask me, what I did for a living. Just as I was about to answer that question of his, my cell phone rang and as I got it out of my pocket to see who was calling me at this hour of the day (it was almost 8:30 in the morning, a time when people generally are in a rush to reach their respective ‘jails’…Oops…Offices, is what I meant), I could see his two pair of eyes (from inside those funky sunglasses) rolled into the sight of that phone in my hands.

After I was done talking on the phone, I said – “I write, I click, I travel, and at times, I ride motorcycles. This is precisely what I do for a living, not in any particular order.” I tell it to him bluntly, almost in a hushed tone and I could see his eyes clearly lighting up, almost in amazement, or may be he thought I was bluffing; I would never know. “Oh, alright, but what do you do for a living?”, he asked me again. And as I explained to him a third time straight, he still seemed a little confused as to what “exactly” I did for a living. And by now, he was throwing those strange nervous glances all over me, and it seemed he was even murmering something strange to himself. I don’t know what his words were, the voices seemed to die down amidst the blaring horns of the passing vehicles. I reckon he didn’t get it, and I doubt he ever will. I say this, because I KNOW he didn’t really understood a word of what I said about what I did for a living, especially, in a time when, since childhood we are all groomed in such a way – be it in our homes, or schools/ colleges, we are almost led to believe that it is a sin if we do ANYTHING else but be doctors, engineers, lawyers and ofcourse a banker (how could I forget THAT one!?). If we do anything “unorthodox”, then, our life is not worth living at all. It is almost like committing a sin and not able to come out of it in any possible way!

I believe people like him just don’t understand that Photography and Motorcycling have infact kept me away from many ‘sins’ in life, if you know what I mean. If ever I am sad, I make it a point to click some pictures or may be go out traveling and all that sadness just seems to vanish away. I am sure he must have been working on some sort of number crunching to keep abreast with what he has been doing all his life, especially after he heard (crystal clear, I hope) that there CAN be a living by creating pictures and traveling all across the country too! At the end of it all, while I moved away, I could see almost a question mark on his face, with his index finger on his forehead almost closing his eyes in the process; he trying to figure out what all I just said while I, on the other hand, almost had this evil grin on my face as I disappeared onto the horizon, which, not surprisingly was filled with blaring car horns, and unending line of traffic jams…

Till next time. 🙂

 

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