Since leaving the paper, my photographic habits have fallen into a better place.
I have let the pressures of captioning and time go, I have become me again, an image capturer a s visual story teller without distraction.
So, I covered the ANZAC day parade today and fell strangely into the same old habits. I kept going to grab shots of interesting people, then decided not as I would need to caption more, then remembered I would not have to, then realised I was not shooting for anyone other than the school, then realised, I can shoot what I want for what ever reason I want!
Full circle, resulting in job done for the school (a speaker and marching corps), shots taken for me and nobody else.
Something I did realise though, was the way I approached the job with the paper was harder than it needed to be. I would grab too many shots, get too many names, lament too many shots I would not use.
The march first.
I had just taken a shot of the two journalistic togs walking past me and this little guy spontaneously walked out into the street before the march. Front page stuff.
Then on to the podium presentation.
The freedom of not shooting for the paper is still liberating.
