A long time ago I wrote I would love to photograph Janelle Monáe doing her thing. On 9 April I did just that, albeit buried within a crowd of fellow fans. It was the first time I’d seen and heard her with my own eyes in two years, and I am still high from the experience.
I had intended to use this photo in an upcoming contest, but I have no way of getting a model release for the child, and that is a requirement to enter the photo in the contest. So I’ll post it here, instead. Maybe I can find something else that suits the theme of the contest. I have about 50,000 images to sort through; there must be something I can use!
A friend complimented my subway photography. I confided that I love making photos of the subway and the people who ride thereon, but I worry about boring people by continually shooting that subject. I have a similar worry about Afterglow, my series on urban sunsets. She assured me each photo is different, even if the subject matter is the same. “There is always something to see.”
She is right, of course, and I knew that before she said it.
If I am worried about boring my audience more than I am concerned about making art that most authentically brings to others what I see, I have to ask myself why am I making art? Who is the art for? What do I hope to accomplish? And should I be focused on those things at all? There are no right or wrong answers; only honest or dishonest ones. I am not going to try to answer these questions at 1am, but I intend to answer them for myself at some point.