New Year's Resolution

Today I am starting a series of posts about my photography. I know this will turn some of my readers off, as I was once told “your photography posts are boring, I don’t read them, I just delete them”, but it is in the spirit of New Year resolutions, Instagram top 9, Spotify top song list, etc. My goal is simple. I will review all my pictures I took for each month in 2023 and pick my favorite for that month. I will also explain why the one I chose is my favorite. Not based on technical data, but on feeling, emotions, or experience. I am not looking for the best photo I took or even a perfect photo (as I have none), but my favorite of that month. Unlike Instagram, my choice will be my own, not based on likes.

Some months will be difficult, like the month I spent in Colorado. Other months may be challenging, as I don’t hike or explore in summer months. However, I challenge you as a reader to answer a few questions about each post if you would be so kind. The feedback and perspective encourage me, and I love to hear other thoughts about my work (good or bad).

I plan to provide a link to the entire months’ worth of pictures in each post I write, along with the photo I chose as my favorite displayed at the top.

As we count down to the end of 2023, I am looking back at my work for the year and reflecting on the memories, thoughts, and emotions I experienced while photographing my world. I hope I see growth in my work and in myself.

Here are the questions I would like answered. First, what are your opinions on the photograph I chose? Which one would you have chosen for the month and why? Finally, does my favorite rank high based on the entirety of my months’ work? Why or why not?

This is all subjective of course, but a fun challenge for me and hopefully meaningful feedback as well.

Finally, I challenge the following folks to look back at their work for 2023 and do the same thing. Pick a favorite per month and list or post is somewhere, even if only sent to me. Mark, Neale, Amanda, Miranda, Kim, and Lisa.

Until next time,

Tim

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