Yesterday morning I was filled with the good intension of producing some great image of the blood moon eclipse. As the day went on, I had settled into the compromise of just getting up to see it. After seeing this lovely orb coming up while sitting in my Lazy Boy, I decided to just go make a photos of this big gorgeous moon and be done with it.
Having listened to the talking heads on every new’s show talking about it, my interest wained. Then seeing the winners from the New York Times of the Pulitzer prizes for photography, I was be-littled by their accomplishments and the air was totally out of my ballon. Seeing the truly great work with real blood from staff photographer Tyler Hicks, the 2014 Pulitzer Prize in breaking news photography for his coverage of a terrorist attack at an upscale mall in Nairobi, Kenya, that left more than 60 people dead. And then Josh Haner was awarded the Pulitzer in feature photography for his images of the slow and painful recovery process for a survivor of the Boston Marathon bombing.
Any image I would make of a lunar eclipse, well suffice it to say it had been eclipsed by some great image makers of truly remarkable circumstances and events. The blood red moon had totally faded pale.
“Photography is a small voice, at best, but sometimes one photograph, or a group of them, can lure our sense of awareness!” W Eugene Smith 1918-1978
Some voices are much, much smaller than others! en theos monos ††† jim