Reflections

It has occurred to me that good photographers never go out to find their subjects or their pictures; rather, their art happens around them.   I spent a long time yesterday, after shooting my first picture, trying to decide where I should go to shoot day #2.   I had several landmarks in Monroe in mind and had even thought about going inside some of them to shoot the people working or walking around inside.   This picture came to me quite by accident as I had only decided, at the last minute, to bring my camera inside to see what might unfold in front of me.   My daughter's day care class had decided to take a field trip to the local bowling alley and were scheduled to leave from the day care.   When I arrived to drop her off, no one was there, so I took her to the bowling alley to wait.   I grabbed my camera to bring with me in case I could find my shot.   We went inside and, with the exception of the alley's staff, we were the only people there.   I looked around and immediately all kinds of thoughts were running through my head.   I wanted to take interesting shots of the alley lanes, or poignant shots of the staff doing their work, or even an action shot of my daughter throwing a ball down the lane.   I even snapped some pictures attempting to create an "award winning photograph".   As I stood there, contemplating what to do next, I looked into the jukebox my daughter was looking at and I found my subject.