When people ask me what I “do”… I am never quite sure how to answer.
“Well….. in my heart of hearts, I strive to be kind to all people, find compassion for each human situation, and work toward peaceful solutions in the world.”
This response typically brings about an awkward silence….. followed by the other person suddenly remembering an appointment they had. So I don’t give that response too often.
If I run through the gamut of things I “do” each day… this too… will frequently bring about a thorny reaction.
“Let’s see… I woke up…. put on my slides, walked to the bathroom, and peed like crazy. Then I brushed my teeth and flossed for more than three minutes, which is recommended by the American Dental Association. After that… I….”
Most of the times, I think the person is looking for “What is your occupation?” Your job or profession. Again, I have a lot of jobs…. and a lot of things that I profess. But I usually wind up saying that I am a Photographer. To which….. most ALWAYS… comes the next question…. “Oh. What do you take pictures of?”
Well. Here is the deal. I associate “taking pictures” with being an Art Thief. And I have never stolen a picture in my life. So I respond.”Did you know Pablo Picasso was accused of stealing the Mona Lisa?” …. Again. Wrong answer for my counterpart in this conversation. …… ……
“I photograph nearly anything and everything.”
“Oh.” They say. “Like weddings and graduations?”
“I said nearly anything. Weddings and Graduations aren’t two of them.” The rest gets virtually impossible to explain… … …that I have this Rabbit Hole which I jump through when there is a camera in my hand. That the world becomes other worldly, and I see faces in light sockets, and landscapes in cracks on the sidewalk. I am partial to the shadows that are moving, when their objects are still .. … and I like to see the underside of things. I once saw Richard Nixon’s profile in a bowl of oatmeal….. and so it goes. This answering questions business is a difficult thing, I’ll tell you.
Most people just smile politely and nod… and think about how soon they can get to Jiffy Lube from here… and if the Dry Cleaning will be ready by 4.
Why do I shoot the things I do? Why does the Pope poop in the woods?
I think I am ……. Snapped.