Photography by Jeffrey A. Goodgold
16/05/2020
A photo I took 5 yrs ago, from the first month of me getting into photography. I was always a creative type, although circumstances lacked me a formal artistic education, I still carved my way into a fulfilling and semi-lucrative field of art, one at the time seeming tailored for me. I spent many of years trying to master the different styles of tattooing, looking for one that inspired me the most, but it seemed I liked them all, it was the challenge of creating something new that I was after.
This ultimately led me to photography, the ability to create, capture and tell an artistic story in fractions of the time than all other art forms. Not at all to say this was an easy task, after all, driving a car is much easier than running somewhere, but you must still learn to drive by understanding the road, predict the movements of traffic, and operating the vehicle.
While learning and improving on my new craft of photography, something strange happened, all of my art started improving, I started noticing colors, shapes and patterns differently, things in art that I never noticed before became blatantly visible, as did objects in life, I had gained new sight.
I see it as the brain is divided into many parts, much like our muscles, we strengthen our leg muscles to run faster, our arms to lift heavy objects, but all too often we neglect the muscles in our head. Even though during my career, I was constantly doing art, I had hit a plateau in growth, because growth comes from struggle. We're amazing beings with the constant ability to adapt, but there must be a catalyst, to move beyond the status quo.
The moral of this story is to inspire you to find your catalyst and try new things, because the worst that will happen is you’ll gain an experience.
