One of my favorite stories about the great Bluesman Robert Johnson wasn’t the silly story about selling his soul at the Crossroads to the Devil.
My favorite story is one where he was in a diner and someone ( can’t remember if it was a cook or a patron ) said he wanted to learn the guitar but all he had was a beat up old thing that he couldn’t possible learn on.
So Robert Johnson said, bring it on out and he’ll take a look at it. Maybe he could fix it. So the guy brings the guitar out and Robert looks it over and then he plays it- really plays it.
” Sounds fine to me now ” he was supposed to have said as he handed it back over.
Photo: A.M. Moscoso
For the last couple of years I’ve been taking pictures with my phone- and even though they aren’t technically great I didn’t care.
They showed what I wanted to say, I had fun taking them and as Robert Johnson said ” Sounds fine to me. ”
Recently though I decided to break down and get a camera, there is only so much you can do with a phone camera – and God knows I pushed it- but I wanted to see what I would get with a ‘real’ camera.
So here it is.
Here is the funny thing.
I had a Canon 35mm and I even learned to develop my own pictures. I experimented with Black and White Photography. I learned to do still and action shots and what kind of light and film to use.
Do you know what I never had to do with my old camera?
Wait for the freaking battery to charge.
I don’t know how this new photography experiment of mine is going to go- though the one word that to describe how I feel right now is ” curious. ”
First of all I fought off and won against the flu bug ( flu shots rule ) and while I was taking some down time I caught up on my reading, got my hair done and I discovered that hands down, the best new shows and stories are on Netflix.
I’m not much of a TV fan but for Netflix I could be one.
I also decided to invest in a real camera because as I’ve been taking a lot of pictures with my phone and I’m happy with them, but you can’t do a lot in the way of nighttime photography and you don’t have a lot of control over some little details so I decided to get an actual camera.
After using my phone for a couple of years, going back to a real camera is going to be an adventure and I can’t wait to give it a whirl.
So it might not sound like it but I’m very inspired right now and I’ve got a lot to write about.
I love the macabre, the odd and all things that go bump in the night.
The thing of it is, I’m not intrigued by over the top horror or gore and I certainly do not romanticize death ( I worked in a funeral home, so that knocked the rough edges off of me there) . The things that I find weird are those little bits of reality that I think are only pretending to be normal.
So these pictures are brainfood for me- I won’t see just a window, or just a display in a museum or the ghost of a mural on an alley wall.
I’ll see a little extra- that shadow that breaks away from the wall, that thing that touches the back of your neck when you think you’re all alone at home and none of the lights are on, that door that closes on its own.
All of those little things come from somewhere- don’t they?