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For years I seemed to strive for crispness and clarity in an image. When I bought my Mamiya rb67 it was for the sheer amount of detail I could attain from the 'ideal' format. That, combined with fuiji velvia and my beloved agfapan 25 gave wonderfully crisp and detailed results. Eventually I moved to digital as we all have to an extent, nad I bought the e0s1 and some 'L' series lenses. Again the crispness of the image was delightful and staggering on occasion. Time drifted on and I found myself doodling in photoshop more and more. I started to take away the sharpness and never realised I was doing it. I even started to add a little grain and texture to some of the images. This last week i seemed to have leapt away from clarity all together and entered the realms of mild photographic suggestion. Images that are not technically correct and somewhat messy. I am no longer obsessed with clarity and definition. In fact i am begining to loathe it. I still admire macro work and detail when the shot depicts it as a requirement but I am fast heading into a place where I have no idea what is going on.
So crit this as you like but it almost feels like this image is a cry for help...a cry for an answer to what is going on with my shots. I seem to be trying less to produce an image that is widely accepted and pleasing to the masses. Is this wrong? I despise myself in a way because of so many years of wanting ultra sharp imagery. But I can't help it. It is more of a feeling now than a task. My insomnia seems to be peaking at the moment and maybe I am just losing the plot a bit; going a bit crazy. I can't think straight and it starting to affect everything.

Anyway....waffle, waffle...

Its not an outstanding image, its not even a very good one...but its where I am, right or wrong. Am I going backwards? do I need to be commited We all have burdens and woes in our lives of this I am fully aware. I know a few of you guys are up against the odds in certain aspects in your lives...i'm there with you chums and you are not alone.

This is a split second in an ordinary day, in an ordinary household of an ordinary family. A snippet of my son at a moment in time where I think I am losing my mind.


ESSAY OVER