I always seem to be the last one to the party.
I think many, and especially here at this great site, are on similar journeys. We begin with vision. We have to learn at least enough technique to get the vision onto paper. That's a struggle for most of us but the journey is largely the reward in itself. Then you wake up one AM and that part of your journey is largely over. You've climbed the mountain you set for yourself and you're standing on a plateau saying to yourself where do I go next? Now that I've got the skill-set, what can I do with it that's one iota different than what has already been done? And those are good questions! But you have to realize that you're just one in 10,000 others that got to that same plateau and asked the same questions.
Many folks get to that point and find it a brick wall. How many times have you read about someone who showed promise but just quit one day because they didn't know what to do next that was "different".
I am struggling with identical issues. For me at least, I've assigned myself the most difficult of the possible roads that lead from this intersection. People. Portraiture is the most daunting thing possible to try to do well with my personality. I'm shy, retiring, insecure, suffer from inferiority complex. Always have. But people are always old, always new. We never tire of looking at ourselves. So I've given myself the assignment of doing portraiture differently and better somehow than anyone else has done previously.
That's at least a mountain I'll never get to the top of. I haven't even scratched the surface yet.
One final word to the wise. Just because you've made it to the plateau like many others before you, don't look around at everyone elses work and get judgemental. Like Murray, I looked at your website and your gallery and I see a lot of really fine images that I would have been proud to call my own, but they aren't any different than the ones that came before them. Indeed, probably inspired them.
Symbolism:
The photograph above was made a few months ago. It speaks to me deeply. I haven't gotten to the bottom of it. What does it represent. There's symbolism there that I haven't unearthed yet. Like the red eyes peering out of the darkness in old cartoons. Somehow it is a shunt to some deep place in my soul.
MY SOUL. To the rest of you it is very likely the dumbest bit of nothing you've ever seen and you would marvel that someone would go to the bother to make it.
And so photography and personal expression goes.