{"id":489,"date":"2009-12-07T19:19:22","date_gmt":"2009-12-08T00:19:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kevinomara.com\/blog\/?p=489"},"modified":"2009-12-07T19:19:22","modified_gmt":"2009-12-08T00:19:22","slug":"a-little-more-blood-please","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog.kevinomara.com\/?p=489","title":{"rendered":"A little more blood, please"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve <A HREF=\"http:\/\/kevinomara.com\/blog\/2009\/09\/30\/satisfaction\/\">mentioned before<\/A> that I sometimes get images stuck in my head and can&#8217;t relax until they&#8217;re brought to life.  This is the most recent one:<\/p>\n<p><CENTER><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/kevinomara\/4164318046\/\" title=\"Clog por Brother O'Mara, en Flickr\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm3.static.flickr.com\/2672\/4164318046_bc099fc152.jpg\" width=\"303\" height=\"500\" alt=\"Clog\" border=\"0\"\/><\/a><\/CENTER><\/p>\n<p>I would love to tell you why one day I ended up with the idea of hair coming out of a faucet, and then the realization that it should be bloody hair, and that it should be a nice white basin instead of a grungy work sink, but I can&#8217;t.  These images appear unbidden, sometimes unwelcome.  I mean, really, do you think I <I>enjoy<\/I> watching a movie and finding myself distracted by the thought of bloody hair in a sink?<\/p>\n<p>While thinking about this intrusion over the past day or two I&#8217;ve come to realize there are three different kinds of photographs in my world: <\/p>\n<p>The first type is the opportunity photograph.  I wander around with my camera and look for something to document.  Sometimes these come out well but most of the time they&#8217;re only average.  I rarely get truly excited about my spontaneous opportunity photographs &#8211; they function mainly to alleviate boredom and keep my camera skills from going completely and utterly dull.  I won&#8217;t deny though that occasionally I get that &#8220;HOLY CRAP&#8221; moment from having been in the right place at the right time.<\/p>\n<p>The second is the meticulously planned photograph.  These are always my favorites, and they&#8217;re the ones that materialize in my thoughts and crystallize over the course of a few hours (or days, or months) and one day I finally get them out and gone and finally feel relief.  These are also everyone else&#8217;s favorites, if Flickr and casual conversation are reliable metrics.  They also usually involve props &#8211; lately props that I have to go out and spend real money on, since I don&#8217;t keep dentures and jack-in-the-boxes and hair and octopi and fake blood around the house.<\/p>\n<p>The third type is special &#8211; it&#8217;s the photographs that don&#8217;t get taken.  For every sticky idea I get that grows in my head and feeds on weird dreams and festers until it&#8217;s time to be created, I have five that go nowhere.  I keep a checklist online of photo ideas, and it seems that it stays populated with those that just aren&#8217;t quite good enough.  For example, some of the items currently on my list are: corndog, cardboard box half-person, manticore, someone in the will-call room, shadow with a hole in it.  I don&#8217;t need detailed notes because just reading the words reminds me of the full image.  So often, though, that image just never comes to life.  It&#8217;s not that I don&#8217;t have the time to make them, or the resources, or skill &#8211; I just end up letting them drift.  It&#8217;s only every fifth one that really grabs me, that I end up thinking about over and over until I find myself at Party City trying to find a cheap blond wig and debating store-bought fake blood versus <A HREF=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/kevinomara\/1659408381\/\">making my own<\/A>.  I ended up making my own, of course.  <A HREF=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/kevinomara\/tags\/blood\">I always do<\/A>.<\/p>\n<p>In short, there&#8217;s no explanation why I take the photos I take.  Either I&#8217;m there with my camera, or there&#8217;s some dream-inserted image that won&#8217;t let me go, and one way or the other I end up with a picture.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve mentioned before that I sometimes get images stuck in my head and can&#8217;t relax until they&#8217;re brought to life. 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