“No matter how much crap you gotta plow through to stay alive as a photographer, no matter how many bad assignments, bad days, bad clients, snotty subjects, obnoxious handlers, wigged-out art directors, technical disasters, failures of the mind, body, and will, all the shouldas, couldas, and wouldas that befuddle our brains and creep into our dreams, always remember to make room to shoot what you love. It’s the only way to keep your heart beating as a photographer.”
Joe McNally, writing (truthfully) in The Moment It Clicks: Photography Secrets from One of the World’s Top Shooters.
I have this quote written out on my office wall. It generalises out easily to encompass any form of creative act. Like many folk, Joe included I suspect, I sometimes have trouble remembering it as all the shouldas, couldas, and wouldas that befuddle my brain creep into my dreams.
“This white-knuckle adventure porn, it doesn’t appeal to me in the slightest.”
Filmmaker Terry Abraham in Summit 74
Terry Abraham explaining succinctly why I now read little mountaineering literature, and why much adventure film making makes me cringe.
I climb as a form of meditation, of experience, not to show how ‘radical’ I am, or to sell a ruddy soft drink.