I want to talk to you about confidence and depression.
Let’s be real - those two things don’t tend to hang out together. When you’re depressed, finding confidence is a bit like trying to lift up your head above water that Just. Keeps. Rising. You’re stuck at the bottom of the Titanic, the door to the upper level is closed, but the audience is screaming at you to just figure it out. It’s not that hard to open a locked steel door, right?
It’s a lot easier to sit in a comfy chair and shout at someone on screen, telling them what to do, rather than to do the hard work yourself. I regularly hear from people that I’m great at what I do, that they love my work, that they want to shoot with me. Despite all that, I struggle with feeling confident in my photography. I stare at the same photos you’re seeing, the ones you seem to love, but I see trash. I see a myriad of mistakes. I see every minute detail I wish I could go back and change. I see something I wish I hadn’t shared.
