I’ve held off writing a blog so far as, frankly, I’ve had nothing to new say (and even less time to say it) until now …
So my first blog entry is going to be about the fact that there are no new ideas … none. There are only interpretations and alterations on what has been before.
And just a short aside here to photographers who believe they own an image lock stock and barrel. No you do not. You were in the right place at the right time, sometimes you are in the right place at the wrong time, in any case you were there. With a camera. You took an image. But then, so could have I. Except I was somewhere else taking a different image at the same time. Think of it like quantum mechanics. You can’t claim ownership …. unless you add your own interpretation. Then it’s art and it’s all yours.
So no new ideas. It’s not a bad thing. It’s not the end of free thought or innovation. Innovation, by it’s nature, must first have something to vate upon. (yes I made that word up). It needs a starting point. Sometimes that starting point is an idea (you can’t thankfully copyright ideas. Yet) sometimes it is a feeling. Sometimes you see something someone else has done and understand what is wrong with the scene. So you interpret. You make it better. Or worse. Depending on the point of view of the observer. You own the interpretation. Not the idea or the catalyst. The value is in the understanding and not in the execution. You certainly can’t claim the decisive moment as yours. That’s lady luck’s preserve. But you can claim the result.
As time moves on and technology levels the playing field, the only thing we can fall back on as truly unique is our interpretation. Our understanding. Our art. All else is repetition from an unthinking mind … who happened to be in the right place at the right time. With a camera. With lady luck smiling kindly.