One of the meanings of the word 'yahara' is, those who shine, enlighten. Since the art of photography is most clearly a medium that seeks the best light, the title Yahara Photographic will help keep these musings focused on just that...light and its power to enlighten.
Blogging provides one way to explore insights about the art of photography. Of course, insights can come via 'aha' successes as well as 'oh no' failures! Writing publicly about both of these avenues and alleys of learning does motivate one to be as authentic as possible whether speaking of perceived successes or failures.
As with any "let's put it out there" endeavor the feeling of vulnerability makes itself known. With that said, you are invited to comment about these put forth insights for the purpose of good conversation.
One aspect, that may be determinant in regarding an approach toward making a photograph, is how one views a moment in time and experience. Allan Watts offers this understanding of moments; There is no reality than present reality.
Can one call a collection of photographs, a collection of moments? And, just how long is a moment; a second, an eight of a second...thirty seconds? Or, is it simply to be still and know? How long does a moment have to be to tell a story or share an emotion? How can one photograph bring a welling of tears from one person and a burst of laughter from another....both expressions happening in a moment?
Now add the concept of living and acting authentically to a photographic moment. For me, authenticity is the desire to be, and then being, truly yourself. Does authenticity + moment = insight? A picture of the scoop shovel brought tears to one of its purchasers because it was a reminder of a dear grandfather. The making of this particular photograph connected me to the feeling of 'work'. Whenever I was asked (directed) to use the shovel, the task was always quite labor intensive! This photographic moment is an authentic one for me, it demanded again the request to pick up that shovel and wear down its edge a bit more. The stories I can attach to the shovel are many! The story of the woman's grandfather is, as I can only imagine, heart-centered and numerous.
For me, a test of authentic art is knowing that the work relates to a reality moment, either within my own life or another's. Take a look at your photographs, do you have a few that speak to these moments?