There
have been many times when I have been indecisive about what I call myself.
Originally I told people that I was a photographer. It was a time when I hadn’t
developed my style yet and the current state of the photographic world was
unknown to me. After studying its history, photography to me was considered to
be an ever-changing art form, never remaining consistent but still constrained
by the societal demands of the time.
In my eyes photography is an art and
nothing less. While I can understand that a great many photographers today are
very commercialized to make a living and take many of their photos in the
pursuit of business, which is not the case for me. I see this as the standard
for photographers of this age, because of this I am not a photographer, I am an
artist. The images I create are made to reflect my feelings and how I view the
world. While a lot of it is very personal and hard to interpret sometimes they
are all taken in the heat of the moment, none of it is planned. Most of the
time, I make my images when I’m overwhelmed with the need to create. It is not
something I can explain well in words, which is why my photos exist in the
first place.
My eventual goal as an artist is to
move people to make more art, whether it be like mine or completely different.
Art is a very important part of my life; it is my passion, my friend, my very
being. Every day I see people with no passion or drive in their lives, they may
be successful or they may be dirt poor, life to me seems meaningless without
some form of drive or deep love for something.