I was talking with a friend this weekend about how it literally blows my mind the things you can do with a PHONE. I mean, a few simple taps to the screen, and you’re bringing an image to life. A bland, too warm, darkened, photo turns into a beautiful chapter of your book. With an app. On a phone.
She went on to tell me how it’s an artistic way to express myself and it led me to think about how I’ve always thought photography in general was my outlet. It is, in a way. But there’s just something about doing it very specifically, with my iPhone, that triggers it in me.
It’s a challenge.
Because when I open my eyes, when I look around, I see something that’s not always there. The light from a bedroom window, my daughter, tiny sunbursts. And in that moment her laughter, her face – they’re permanently etched in my memory. I quickly grab for my phone. I step back and I shoot. What I see on that screen is nothing like what I see in my mind. And yet, I know I could grab the big camera, adjust my settings and capture it a bit more accurately (and there are times I do), but the simple challenge of crafting it in my phone is something like no other.
So I do. All the time. Morning and night I do. I am on constant watch, observing. Seeing. Shooting. Taking the challenge set before me, and telling my story.
What does storytelling mean to you?