A couple of weeks ago I was having a conversation with one of my peers, a mum, just like me. We were talking about the pros and cons of supplemental hockey training; that is, outside of the training provided by our hockey coaches on our respective teams. Yes, as always, I was having a conversation at a rink.
Her answer surprised me. On many levels. But the immediate response of "my X is an excellent skater, he doesn't need to improve" left me dumbfounded. Really? He's twelve years old. He doesn't need to improve?
I am more than open to being wrong, but, don't we all need to improve? to learn? When do we stop the process? Do we ever master anything? I'm 45 years old and don't feel like I'm becoming that much smarter as the years go by, but I keep at it. When I stop learning it will be my time to check-out because life would lose it's challenge and wonder. Right?
(For the record, all of my kids take some kind of supplemental training
whether it be singing, skating or whatever piques their interest. My theory: if you don't play something well how can it be fun?)
Anyway, I am on a quest to learn about those things that interest me. For what seems like forever, or at least since I received my very first Canon AE-1 single lens reflex camera at Christmas 1976, my interest has been consistently in photography and how to take better photos.
I have found a few ways that have helped me:
- Visit photo galleries. Not all represent masterful works of art, but they offer perspectives and ideas to jog your imagination. I have joined a number of communities and challenges on Flickr and really enjoy the constructive feedback. Clickin' Moms is also a wonderful site with a message board, but it is not free. Shutterfly is also very inspiring!
- Remember, perfection is boring. Experiment and have fun; be fearless and make mistakes. This used to be a very expensive way to learn photography as film was so expensive, now it is far less costly with digital; but, I find I miss film sometimes. Film has a depth which is hard to explain. I'm thinking about dusting off that AE-1 and taking a few shots in the near future, just to see if I can remember how to use an SLR camera.
- Sign up to receive inspiration and insight into your google reader (or whatever you use) to keep you engaged and aware. I follow a good mix of mommy-photographers, event photographers and technical way-over-my-head photographers. I do not read in depth the every single blog I follow, but I scroll through when they post and pick up eye candy here and there. Do not be intimidated! The photography-based blogs I follow, in no particular order, are:
I received an e-mail with photo tips for the weekend. As always, the content was spectacular, but one article struck me as strange only because it was written by an "expert", someone who lives with his camera. My Photography "Bucket List" contains a list of photos I too, an amateur, would like to capture! I feel less intimidated now than I did before I got that e-mail.
My Photography Bucket List
A winter sunrise at Coronation Park in Oakville. Which means I had better remember to do a few things: let the kids leave later for school, put the camera in the truck, bring the wide-angle lens. All can be done!
A foggy photo of a tumbledown barn. All those grey tones. Delicious! I'd like to do it before all of the beautiful landscapes are razzed above Dundas. Such a shame.
A family photo on a railway bridge - a la Karen Russell, like this. I'm told there is nothing around here, but I have to find something.
The shadow of children on swings. The key is to find the right set of swings so the photo is taken of the shadow - preferably little people holding hands :)
Covered bridges have always fascinated me, I'd like to see what I can do taking some photos, from below. Maybe I have to head down to New Brunswick, or Vermont. Anyone want to join me?
Ice Storm results in Spencer Smith Park, Burlington. Years ago, I was driving home - from a rink - and it was slow going. The winds were whipping up the lake and all the water was freezing and sticking to the trees lining the park. It was GORGEOUS. I didn't have a camera. I didn't have warm enough clothes. BUT I did watch a guy trudge out and set up his tripod. I think it was one of the only moments of unadulterated jealousy I'd ever felt in my life! (Should have run out and got his business card, it was an amazing, maybe once in a lifetime, sight!)
The apple orchard at North Service Road and 3rd Line on a foggy day just as it turns Spring. The repetition of identical trees? Gorgeous. I love taking that route home when I'm over on that part of town.
The creek that runs through Appleby, at sunrise. Either with snow or without, just as long as the water is trickling.
A fork in the road because that would be a great representation of my life. I'll just have to find the perfect fork.
A group jumping shot is one I really, really want and am meeting great resistance from my children. Argh!
Old hands, in black and white, with great light. Wrinkles, in detail. Wonderful! Evidence of a life well lived. (I'm a hand person. I may not be able to tell you the colour of the eyes of the men I dated years ago, but I bet I could describe their hands. How weird is that?)
Highway Lights reflecting on rushes when I drive Cole to the Joshua Creek arena. I really don't know if I can reproduce it to show how spectacular it is, but I'm willing to give it a try :)
As for Darren Rowse's "Expert List", I've already crossed off:
Sunrise over water – In my case this is pretty easy. Lake Ontario is just out my back door. If it's a sunny day, I have a chance to capture a sunrise over a large body of water 365 days a year.
Sunset at a beach – Again, I'm blessed to be on water, a lot. My sunrise may be in Ontario, but I capture the most beautiful sunsets when I'm on the beach in Cape Cod. I really should get down there more often and be actually ON THE BEACH to take more photos this summer.
Under the Pier Shot – Was taken a few years ago in Provincetown, MA when Louis and I took his brothers for a bit of a sightseeing tour. Their eyes were open, wide, but not by the pier!
Foggy tree-lined street – I want a foggy tree-lined orchard.
What is on your photography bucket list? What shots are your "must be captured"? Let me know, maybe I should expand my list!
Canadian Patriotism
No, that title is not an oxymoron. Most Canadians I know, by birth or by choice, are the most fiercely patriotic people I've ever met. Always compared to Americans, but we are not. Always defined by our natural resources, and hockey players, and comedians. We have a small but mighty population of talented, peaceful, resourceful people and we are generally reserved about touting it. Don't mistake our reserve for anything but what it is: confidence and quiet resolve.
Uncharacteristically, during the brilliant, positively BRILLIANT, opening ceremony of the Olympics last night, the main entertainment portion featured so much, including: fiddlers, tappers, whales, wheat, a lesbian singer, flying children, lit bears, aboriginal performers, snowboarders and a slam poem read by it's author. Honestly, how many nations would represent like that at a major event? There are many places to see fantastic images, for a small selection of incredible photos, head here.
Anyway, it was the poem that stuck with me. (I wasn't able to stay up late enough to see much after the parade of nations. I even missed the lighting ceremony - but managed to catch the highlights on the morning coverage.) Some on twitter and Facebook were shocked at the poem, but being a Canadian, I'm not. I knew exactly what he was saying. Giving voice to what is in the heart of every Canadian I have ever met.
When defining Canada
you might list some statistics
you might mention our tallest building
or biggest lake
you might shake a tree in the fall
and call a red leaf Canada
you might rattle off some celebrities
might mention Buffy Sainte-Marie
might even mention the fact that we've got a few
Barenaked Ladies
or that we made these crazy things
like zippers
electric cars
and washing machines
when defining Canada
it seems the world's anthem has been
" been there done that"
and maybe that's where we used to be at
it's true
we've done and we've been
we've seen
all the great themes get swallowed up by the machine
and turned into theme parks
but when defining Canada
don't forget to mention that we have set sparks
we are not just fishing stories
about the one that got away
we do more than sit around and say "eh?"
and yes
we are the home of the Rocket and the Great One
who inspired little number nines
and little number ninety-nines
but we're more than just hockey and fishing lines
off of the rocky coast of the Maritimes
and some say what defines us
is something as simple as please and thank you
and as for you're welcome
well we say that too
but we are more
than genteel or civilized
we are an idea in the process
of being realized
we are young
we are cultures strung together
then woven into a tapestry
and the design
is what makes us more
than the sum total of our history
we are an experiment going right for a change
with influences that range from a to zed
and yes we say zed instead of zee
we are the colours of Chinatown and the coffee of Little Italy
we dream so big that there are those
who would call our ambition an industry
because we are more than sticky maple syrup and clean snow
we do more than grow wheat and brew beer
we are vineyards of good year after good year
we reforest what we clear
because we believe in generations beyond our own
knowing now that so many of us
have grown past what used to be
we can stand here today
filled with all the hope people have
when they say things like "someday"
someday we'll be great
someday we'll be this
or that
someday we'll be at a point
when someday was yesterday
and all of our aspirations will pay the way
for those who on that day
look towards tomorrow
and still they say someday
we will reach the goals we set
and we will get interest on our inspiration
because we are more than a nation of whale watchers and lumberjacks
more than backpacks and hiking trails
we are hammers and nails building bridges
towards those who are willing to walk across
we are the lost-and-found for all those who might find themselves at a loss
we are not the see-through gloss or glamour
of those who clamour for the failings of others
we are fathers brothers sisters and mothers
uncles and nephews aunts and nieces
we are cousins
we are found missing puzzle pieces
we are families with room at the table for newcomers
we are more than summers and winters
more than on and off seasons
we are the reasons people have for wanting to stay
because we are more than what we say or do
we live to get past what we go through
and learn who we are
we are students
students who study the studiousness of studying
so we know what as well as why
we don't have all the answers
but we try
and the effort is what makes us more
we don't all know what it is in life we're looking for
so keep exploring
go far and wide
or go inside but go deep
go deep
as if James Cameron was filming a sequel to The Abyss
and suddenly there was this location scout
trying to figure some way out
to get inside you
because you've been through hell and high water
and you went deep
keep exploring
because we are more
than a laundry list of things to do and places to see
we are more than hills to ski
or countryside ponds to skate
we are the abandoned hesitation of all those who can't wait
we are first-rate greasy-spoon diners and healthy-living cafes
a country that is all the ways you choose to live
a land that can give you variety
because we are choices
we are millions upon millions of voices shouting
" keep exploring... we are more"
we are the surprise the world has in store for you
it's true
Canada is the "what" in "what's new?"
so don't say "been there done that"
unless you've sat on the sidewalk
while chalk artists draw still lifes
on the concrete of a kid in the street
beatboxing to Neil Young for fun
don't say you've been there done that
unless you've been here doing it
let this country be your first-aid kit
for all the times you get sick of the same old same old
let us be the story told to your friends
and when that story ends
leave chapters for the next time you'll come back
next time pack for all the things
you didn't pack for the first time
but don't let your luggage define your travels
each life unravels differently
and experiences are what make up
the colours of our tapestry
we are the true north
strong and free
and what's more
is that we didn't just say it
we made it be.
Posted on 13 February 2010 at 02:00 PM in celebrating the special occasions, inspiration, made my day, social commentary, sports | Permalink | Comments (6)
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