Measuring success.

In this month’s Outdoor Photography magazine, Niall Benvie makes a fair and valid point that nature photographers shouldn’t measure ‘success’ simply by their financial performance. He pleads the case for recognition, legacy and the ‘value’ of experiences.

Whilst not claiming to be anything other than on the bottom rung of the success ladder, I have until recently overlooked the ‘value’ of time spent in the field. Moreover when that time is spent with family, close friends or appreciative tour guests.

Our recent photo-tour to Skye came at an inconvenient time for me. Having attended several major conferences and with notes made at innumerable 2020VISION meetings still piled high on my desk, the tour was something I could have done without. But do you know what? I worked with great buddy Mark Hamblin – something I’ve not done for a long time; the guests were superb company; the weather was good in the most part; we had a laugh and we visited some great locations. I even got some pleasant shots myself. Although I got paid for guiding the tour, the money is irrelevant: it’s a week that I’ll remember, along with many others, for a long, long time. Priceless.


Feast or famine.

I feel a bit like a winter squirrel or mouse. I’ve been on a few forays of late – gathering a harvest of images to see me through the lean times. Now I’ve scurried back into my hole (sometimes this office can only be described thus) to cache my goodies. I won’t see the light of day until my next foray, such is the administrative burden of modern photography.

My plight is eased every so often as an image catches my eye – not through its rarity value but more often than not, because of unusual lighting.