A joyful experience
Back in the day, photography was a joyful thing.
I enjoyed the feel of a camera in my hand and the silky smoothness of focusing a good lens. I enjoyed the quiet solitude of developing film and the combination of science and art that was printing in the darkroom. And I enjoyed the new experiences I had each day as I photographed my community and my world.
But over the years photography became less joyful. It became a job. In fact it was my job and taking pictures became routine.
And that isn’t a good thing.
So this morning, with clear skies and temperatures plunging I set out to make a photograph that I’ve been meaning to do for some time. I drove to the Bow River and photographed mist rising from the river at dawn.
And it was joyful.
I hope this picture brings you joy and I wish you all a joyful Christmas and New Year.