L’il ol’ stealth me.

For lo’ these many years, I’ve been able to get by under the radar. That is truly one of the joys of being a photographer. I get to witness and by that, vicariously (I guess), experience a whole host of things without being the subject of them. That is the wonderful and safe anonymity of being behind the camera instead of in front of it. That’s all about to change. What was I thinking?

This is what I thought I was like.

Gone will be the security of my camera. Every photographer knows they’re invincible with the camera in front of them. Done well, invisible too. We are not to be the subject, that’s not our job. But here I find myself ready to go “public” and not in the stock offering sort of way. That would depress the market so it might never recover. No, I am going to have to go out into that cold and unfriendly world in the harsh, unforgiving light of the day and make nice. I fear a Sally Fields kind of response, “You like me, you really like me!” Ugh.

“They like me…”

So no more faceless person in the crowd. I’m outing myself. “Hi, I’m Bruce and I’m a photographer. I haven’t taken a picture in four days. Please, hold your applause.” I don’t know how to do this. I never even gave this stuff any thought when I was up in Newfoundland shooting Arn? Narn. Nothing prepares you for the event of your first book getting published.

So, I’m reading a lot and getting into this much later than I would have liked – ahh, the joys of ignorance. I now have to give up what passed for anonymity and become somewhat public. Is that like a little pregnant?

So over the next few posts, I’ll be writing about the conundrum of nominal “fame” and how one who is uniquely unqualified for it, deals with it. Bring candy, popcorn, and tissues. The candy and popcorn are for you, the tissues, well…..

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