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Recognition

Photo by: Tim Bindner Photography

I got recognized for my work.  I was totally surprised but humbled at the same time.

My friend Mark reached out to me Sunday mid-day and stated: “hey have you listened to the latest PetaPixel Photography Podcast?  They mentioned one of your pictures.”  It is not a Podcast I currently follow, until now.

Their recent episode (#334) called Exposure Bucks Don’t Buy Toilet Paper – and more the host mentioned one of my photos, so I was interested to hear what was said.  Especially with the title of the podcast having toilet paper in it, I was not sure what to expect.  As I listened to the podcast, I eventually reached the 12:11 minute mark and heard my Instagram name TIMOTHYBME, and that he had chosen one of my shots to talk about.  The shot above is that shot he is speaking of.

As he spoke he mentioned it was taken at Charlestown State Park (not Charleston as he states).  It is a black and white shot (my personal fav).  In the image, I composed two of my favorite subjects, clouds, and trees.  The host even goes further to talk about technical jargon of the settings I used for the shot and mentioned the camera I used to take the shot.

I was chosen due to a hashtag (#myfujifilmlegacy) I used on Instagram, but recognized for my work and was floored he even mentioned the word “expertly chosen” in the way I shot it.  I have mentioned I am uncomfortable with compliments but I am slightly stoked about this one.

I take pictures for me.  To document what I see, to help focus my brain and a form of visual memories.  To get recognized for my work, and in a few cases have people purchase my work, still is almost inconceivable to me.  It felt great to be recognized for something I created.

Until next time,

Tim

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