Cropping, Comments, and Church Window…

Recently, one of my photo buddies used Facebook to discuss cropping – specifically, cropping the crap out of your life. Part of the subsequent discussion with my friend was about why we friend people on FB and whether those friends add value to not only the FB experience but to one’s photography. This discussion gave me a lot to think about, especially in light of the way social media is used these days.

Shortly after I read this, my lovely bride gave me a wonderful book, Zen Camera by David Ulrich. In this book, Ulrich “…draws on the principles of Zen practice as well as forty years of teaching photography to offer six profound lessons for developing your self-expression.” (From the back cover.)

I began reading the book and found the following in the chapter on Basic Principles and Methods. “I am careful about indiscriminately sharing all my photographs on…social media platforms,” Ulrich says. He continues, “I find that too many or not enough social media “likes” can either falsely encourage or discourage my search for clarity and strength of expression…One of the tools we use in the classroom is to avoid responding merely from “like” or “dislike” of an image. Always say why you respond positively or critically by noting the reasons you think a photograph is successful or could be improved. In any learning environment, we owe each other genuine and honest responses.”

Holy cow! Even more to think about! Why am I on FB and what is my purpose in sharing images there? More to follow on that one, but I’ve decided that when I ‘like’ an image on social media, I will always leave a comment. Hopefully, the comment will be encouraging and helpful to the photographer. This may result in fewer ‘likes’ from me, and also in fewer ‘likes’ for me. I’m prepared to accept that.

Well, that covers cropping and comments. Here’s a new church window:

The main Chancel Window, dedicated April 7, 1946. This window is on the south wall which means it’s lit up whenever the sun is shining. The Choir sits underneath this magnificent creation (I sat in the top row, on the left looking at the window. And no, I was never a good singer.). In a future blog, I’ll provide closer images of the window with an explanation of what it represents.