so I have been on the road for almost a week now. It’s very very frustrating. It is becoming more and more evident that I am an “artist”.
Andy always says: “there are artists, and there are people that do art”.
I have wrestled with that for a while. I think I can safely conclude that I am an artist.
I remember when up in San Francisco, my friend Holly kept referring to and introducing me to friends as a photographer. I had a really hard time accepting that title knowing how little I actually know about photography. But I am a photographer. I am a photographer because when I look through a lens…I feel like I can save the world. I feel like I gain the ability to share a perspective…contribute to a conversation bigger than me.
I feel the same about music. I am really not that great at guitar. I can send you to so many more people with so much more talent than I will ever have. but at the same time…it’s what I do.
I dont know what Im talking about.
I do know i want to get better at what I do. I have come to grips with the fact that this is who I am. I am an artist. I may not ever make much money. I may not ever make a name for myself. But for some reason, I feel compelled to connect with the heart of God and hearts of our broken world.
That being said:
if you are a working photographer: I want to learn from you.
if you are a producer/engineer/writer: I want to learn from you.
school has really been on my mind lately (crazy huh, mom?)
I am about to turn 20…I think I am just having a sort of 1/4 life crises.
I’m feeling off balance.
I get to spend Friday in San Francisco. Me, my camera, some coffee, and hopefully some good friends. Im looking forward to it.
peace.
-daley hake