My dad is a great teacher so I was easily able to learn the basics –
aperture, shutter speed, and back then ASA film speed. He’d buy me
photography books for Christmas and birthdays and gently critique my
results. In time I got beyond the "snapshot" and got the hang of the
tools, and started to take photos that expressed more than just "point and shoot." He introduced me (figuratively) to Freeman Patterson
(another POI), whose influential book, The Art of Seeing, sent me over the moon with delight as I saw just what kinds of cool images could be made with a little imagination.
So, that is really where and how I got my start. I suppose
this is how it is for many of us, we get exposed at an early age and it
just unfuses every molecule with that drive to create something. The
secret? Become exposed to it early; have a good teacher, practice often,
get good feedback, and keep educating your self.
Thanks Dad! Happy Father’s Day.
It’s Father’s Day and an appropriate time to share with you my POI #5 (But if I were to put them in order, probably #1!!!)
Ian Morrison. My dad. Artist, photographer, and the worlds worst golfer! My parents travelled a lot and my dad took the greatest travel photos – I suppose he was my first inspriation. He and my mom would return from some exotic land, armed with baubles and trinkets and the most incredible photographs. After a huge meal, lots of wine and laughs, being entertained by the stories of their travels, we’d watch the show! Back in the day we’d show the slides on a projector, they were huge and
vibrant, and in all ways, larger than life. He could have worked for National Geographic! A great eye, technically perfect, and always a story to go along with the images.
Then I’d borrow his camera and steal a few hours pretending to be "on assignment" in a jungle or desert, trying to emulate the images that I’d seen.