Well, today marks the day that I am… um, quick math here… 45 years old, apparently. Of all the years in recent history I think this one marks the greatest personal transition. I changed jobs under force because the company I worked for went bankrupt (again, sigh). I’m now officially out of living parents. Other things that I am forgetting that will make someone out there look at the screen and say, “Really? Gawd!!” But, despite that distinct possibility, I soldier on because this has been the year of taking chances and having good things occur as a result. However, since this is primarily a photography blog I will constrain myself to the track of photographic arts. Because really, anything worth remembering has a picture attached, especially in this day and age.
One thing that stands out in my recollection is that a year ago I repeated a lot of little phrases in my head over and over and most of those were of the form, “Oh yeah, if only I could shoot ‘X’ I would really feel like I was accomplishing something.” At the time I was doing most of my shoots at local open mics and at Morty’s Comedy Joint (I still don’t know why Morty’s chose to let me in the door when Crackers has been such a tough nut to ‘crack’) but those venues were really a great opportunity to figure out the whole live entertainment process. It bears striking resemblance to shooting outside in the wild but the lighting is much more dodgy. Despite the photon deficiency, I met a lot of amazing people and saw some delightful things.
The comedy aspect was important because it gave a dude who lacked confidence (and among all dudes, I am the most profoundly self-doubting and lacking in confidence of them all) an “in” to feel that I not only had something to offer the world but also that the world recognized and wanted it. So the past year has been the year of Heywood and Chick McGee (and what guy growing up in Indy doesn’t have a secret man-crush on Chick) and Costaki. That night last December when Chick made fun of me to my face still rings in my memory.
The music side of tings has blossomed amazingly as well. A year ago I dreamed of getting into the Murat for a show and wondered how I could possibly talk my way in. Now it’s a thing that has happened and that I can work my way into on a fairly regular basis. I haven’t quite managed to get to the point where I don’t have to beg to get in but I’m hopeful that there’s some way to worm my way in as a regular.
Earlham college has been an amazing place to visit as well. We’ve seen two amazing shows and I’ve managed to shoot there both times. I look forward to many a happy return.
Penultimately, I would be remiss if I didn’t mention the Indy Magic scene. And really, when I say Indy Magic Scene it all boils down to the efforts of one man, Taylor Martin. Taylor is to magic in Indy as I’d like to be to entertainment photography in Indy. He is “the man” when it comes to illusion and magic around here.
So harkening back to this time last year and all the repeated “if only…” phrases… they’ve kinda come to pass. If my life happened to be an 80s made-for-TV movie then this would be the part where the music takes a downturn and I find out I’ve got some horrible disease. So far, however, no horrible diseases. *knock*
I do wonder what comes next though. I feel connected; I feel I can contribute more (though it takes work to worm my way into shows still) and I’m happy to do so and expand my reach but I wonder to myself what’s the “next level.” What do I do next to take this somewhere so that next year I look back and feel like I’ve made progress (whatever progress really means when you don’t have any real goal.)
Ultimately, it would be nice to be able to somehow make a living from scampering around the city and taking pictures but so far I’m just collecting images and trying to make it clear just how awesome Indy is. And, frankly, just how awesome the world and the people in it are. Do I press forward in the entertainment realm? Do I retract and take the skills acquired in the past 12 months and move back to my old haunts of the forest? Do I figure out some entirely new realm of photography to explore? I just don’t know. And really… that’s half the fun.
I thank you world for an amazing 12 months. I look forward to documenting you again in all your glory, your joy, your everything for another year. What will that year bring? I’ve not a clue. But that, my wonderful human race, is all the fun.