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RAWHonolulu Photographer of the Year
It’s difficult for me to think in such grand terms. There are many and more photographers in Hawaii. Everyone I know knows a ‘photographer’ and I don’t mean me. I don’t feel like photographer of the year when I know several colleagues who could have easily won in my place.
It’s not my opinion that counts in this instance. Thank You’s are due to all the people who feel that I deserve this award and rally behind me.
Winning photographer of the year for Hawaii puts me in the running for Photographer of the Year (period). RAW:Natural Born Artists is an organization making it possible for stand out artists to actually stand out around their region and the country. When all the city finalist showcases are finished there will be 54 artists in each category (there are nine) eligible for the title RAW ARTIST OF THE YEAR. In my case, RAW Photographer of the Year, nation wide. That does give me a tingle, I admit. I also admit that I think I can win.
I know that I have a leg up because I “live in paradise” but I have made concerted efforts toward separating my photography from the beauty of Hawaii. I set out to shoot different every time I am in the field. I sit on the beach, usually an hour before sunrise, and take in the landscape. I imagine where all the photographers that will stroll in in the next hour are going to shoot and I cross those options off my list. Or, I simply go where I expect to be alone. The photo on the right is from Sandy Beach, on the south shore. The one below is from Shark’s Cove. Both are images that have never been produced.
I’ve always had this be different mentality but it really took root when I read a post from someone who had shared my image with another photographer they are fans of. They said that my images are beautiful but that they are beautiful only because I am in Hawaii. “If you were in Hawaii you would create amazing photographs.” Challenge accepted, every day.
My goal is to blend photography and art as seamlessly as possible. Art is creation and photography, in all the far reaching styles, is documentation. I want to move in the direction of Eric Alamas mixed with Peter Lik and little bit in the direction of Benjamin Von Wong. I want to be a gallery artist and a commercial artist. I want to take people’s imaginations and dreams and make them real. Along the way, I want to root out and create my own dreams which are theatrical and finely detailed.
Perhaps you can see some of these influences in the three images below.
How does winning photographer of the year catalyze these goals. Foremost, it makes them feel validated. People believe in me. That belief keeps me standing tall when the Reality Bus comes to run me over. It comes often and there seems to be many volunteer drivers. It is my hope at this award will ad to my credibility as a photographer. Perhaps it will be the tipping point for people who want to invest in my work or talent and drive me toward a sustainable career. I hope that I can meet many more talented and successful artists willing to share their experiences with me and even collaborate on creative projects.
A year ago, when I began all this, I was hoping to recover the expense of my camera. Today, while photography as a small business has become drastically more expensive then I imagined I am more invested spiritually than financially. I look forward to representing Hawaii in LA at the national RAWards (I hope).
This photo is crazy……
….Because I am Crazy Continue reading
I have a lot of wild photo designs. This is where they come from…..
In this dream I was guiding a group of people through a giant old growth forest. They were important feeling people. Maybe lots of money type. A Tyrannosaurus rex burst from the verdant old growth and tried to, well, do what t-Rex does. We escaped into a cave which turned out to be a large open cavern. The t-rex crashed its head into the cave entrance like monsters do in movies and I stabbed him in the eye with a conveniently located hunting spear. The weird thing was, I felt the pain. My jaw still hurts from clenching/grinding last night and I’ve been thinking about it all day; maybe I was the T-Rex.
That’s the short version. Thoughts?
Photo: A cave near Red Rock Canyon, Las Vegas, NV