Hi.
I'm just going to start writing, without a real introduction, because otherwise I know I'll never start.
You'll get to know me along the way, like you would get to know someone in real life.
I'm a fine art photographer. (I will tell you that up front, since it directly pertains to my forthcoming confession.) Sometimes I get really bored with photography, as the only means to express yourself with photography is though reality. And sometimes reality doesn't provide enough material for me to express myself. And it's supremely frustrating. And it's at those times (like now) that I wish I were an abstract painter instead. But then I think about how little I know about painting and the cost of materials... And I decide to stick with photography. I wish I could ignore the images I see in my mind, because the fact is, they will probably look terrible when painted by my untrained hands.
With photography I was able to create one such image that I had held in my head for months. But I was still frustrated, having had to wait months to come across the proper reality to create that image.
I think I'm going to have to take painting classes. They'll be intro painting classes, where you paint still lifes of fruit and boring scenery though. And prior to the painting classes, I have to take an introductory drawing class. And I have less patience for drawing than I do for painting representationally. But I guess I have to start somewhere. I think I'm willing to do it if I can learn some painting techniques and eventually put on canvas those beautiful images I see in my mind.
