Yesterday I caught up on my entire creating and uploading backlog of food photography; 21 days of November. And can I just say? I am so frelling tired of my Everything I Ate project. So. Goddamned. Tired.
Back in January, I had the ambitious idea that I’d do a different themed project every month, to keep myself thinking outside the box, and the project that shep. and I tackled for January sort of grew from a month of food photography into a year’s worth. The daily projects maintained decently until the end of my unemployment, but the food stuck. And I am deathly, deathly tired of it. I’m tired of it because I half-assed it for most of the year; because most of the photography is shitty photography, more documentation because it was part of a project than an attempt at good food photography (although I’ve been working harder on that lately). I’m tired of it because sometimes you just don’t want to know how much fast food and processed foods you actually eat because you’re too lazy to cook. And I’m tired of it because Jesus Christ, taking a picture of everything you put in your mouth gets old, fast.
But I’m eleven months in and so I’m going to finish it out; I’ve learned some lessons from it, about not taking on projects that are rather like the iceberg that sank the Titanic (reasonable above the ocean; deadly below), and about shooting the things I’m passionate about. I tried to shoot every day for a long time, but these days, I’m more inclined to shoot when something inspires me, to work harder at the things I’m driven by. I still wish I got out every day with the camera, but I can let the days I don’t go, now.
And on January 1, 2010? I am going to eat a million things that are shitty for me, and I am not going to take a single picture of them.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to peel a million potatoes so I can make soup in the crock pot tomorrow.