Perching timidly on a mountainside a few years ago, waiting for dawn to break, one of my companions’ exhorted me to join them in treating photography as a discipline to be practised very day. I came down inspired but, of course here I am, still an indisciplined and frankly sporadic practitioner.
I see the advantages – the camera becoming second nature; developing muscle memory and pushing creativity but I’m instinctively pulled towards the other ‘pole’ and regularly head off without it, in the tenuous belief that this forces me to really look – with the consequent pay-off for my photography.
With a nod to my companion, the camera and I walked out on the beach at low water yesterday and selected a few metres of strand. No mojo or inclination to hand but I set to and these are the resulting images. It won’t be a daily practice but things to learn.