who could ruin you.
Before you know it,
you could be a pale copy
of this teacher or that teacher.
You have to evolve on your own.
I don’t believe there is a particular photographer that I have a desire to be like, at least in style of photography. I do have an urge to take after a few photographers in certain of their modes of using a camera. I wish I was the type, for example, who would photograph every day, without fail. I don’t. I wish I was one who naturally pushed myself to experiment, even quite radically, with how I photographed–how I tilted or moved the camera, how I composed (or didn’t compose) my images, where I placed myself when I went looking for images. I have an urge to be like those who carry their camera everywhere. Everywhere.
But as far as wanting to photograph in the style of another is concerned, I don’t feel called. While I’m less and less clear about what my own style is, or, more accurately, whether or not I even have a style, I’m perfectly content seeing through my own eyes. It seems like too much work to do anything else. And to me, photography isn’t about work. It’s about play. Even when I’m working.