It was August 14th 2013. Me and my girlfriend just moved into our own new house. We didn’t have any furniture in the living room yet.
It was late evening. Long after the sunset. I was sitting in the middle of the living room on a chair I brought from my office. I thought to myself. Ok, now what?
You probably know that feeling. The one you have while bored late in the night. You then make resolutions. Big ones. I’m going to start blogging tomorrow. I’m going to take up jogging. I’m going to quit smoking, write a book. Or… I’m going to talk o that girl I like. And the next morning we usually ask ourselves „What did you think last night. You’re dumb, you know that? Nothing will work out. Just leave it.”
That night I remembered about the camera I bought few years before. Nothing special. It was Canon 50D, lying in one of the boxes, gathering dust. It was practically new. Shutter count was around 10.000. I also remembered I had some books about photography which were gathering dust as well.
That night I made a resolution. I decided to teach myself photography. I didn’t want to take the best photos. I wanted to get to know the basics and take decent ones.
Best way to learn anything is to do it regularly and frequently. So I decided I will be taking photos every day for a year.
But it’s easy to promise something to yourself and then just forget about it and act like nothing happend. That’s why I decided to tell few people about my resolution.
I started a blog and described the project in the „about” section. I was going to take photos every day and publish one of them on the blog. The pic had to be taken and published on the same day. If I miss just one day, game over.
Because of the project I was often late. I couldn’t leave for the party until I had that daily pic taken. There were days I managed snap that one photo around 11:55pm.
There were days I really wanted to just give up. Screw it. Who needs it anyway. Turned out I did. I needed the project.
During that year of taking photos every day I learned a lot not only about photography, light, cropping, lenses, mirrors and depth of field. I also learned about myself. Just after one week it turned out that my life isn’t that interesting. At least not as glamorous as the life of any Instagram celebrity.
It turned out I should travel more. I spend too much time at home or at the office. I should organize more parties and meet friends more often. And also make new friends as well.
I also learned that I can always count on my girlfriend and family. It must have taken a lot of patience to put up with me.
It may sound weird but the camera became my friend. One of the closest one. I had it at home, at the office, during my trips and parties. I could’ve walked out from home with no pants on, but I never forgot to take the camera with me.
On August 15th 2014 I published my 365th photo. I made it. I beat the challenge. The feeling of accomplishemet was indescribable. We even had a cake and champagne to celebrate (I’m not kidding).
After finishing the project I realized that once I commit to something, there’s nothing that can stop me. It made me more confident.
My 365 project made me realize one more thing. Time flies. And it flies damn fast. I’m taking a look back at the photos from 2014 and it seems like I’ve taken them yesterday.
After finishing my first 365 I took a break from photography. But I was already addicted. After couple of weeks I started another 365. This time on tookapic – a site we’ve built for people who want to run their own 365 projects. A site with a great community of people focused around the same idea of daily photo taking.
I think everyone should document their life with at least one photo a day. But make those photos matter. Without photos you might miss or forget some great moments that shouldn’t be missed nor forgotten.