No matter how much crap you gotta plow through to stay alive as a photographer, no matter how many bad assignments, bad days, bad clients, snotty subjects, obnoxious handlers, wigged-out art directors, technical disasters, failures of the mind, body, and will, all the shouldas, couldas, and wouldas that befuddle our brains and creep into our dreams, always remember to make room to shoot what you love. It's the only way to keep your heart beating as a photographer.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes the importance of pursuing your passion in photography despite challenges.
Joe McNally's quote highlights the inevitable struggles and frustrations that photographers face, such as difficult assignments and challenging clients. However, amidst these obstacles, he urges photographers to focus on what they love and to keep that passion alive, as it is essential for maintaining their creative spirit and enthusiasm for their work.
In practice
In a photography workshop, to inspire students who are struggling with assignments.
It's just because I love the past that I want this house to look back on its glamourous moment of youth and beauty, and I want its stairs to creak as if to the footsteps of women with hoop skirts and men in boots and spurs. But they've made it into a blondined, rouged-up old woman of sixty.
In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er, Like coarsest clothes against the cold
If you set out to write an adjective novel, you're setting out to write a mediocre novel; your allegiance is to the adjective, not to the story, and then that just sucks all the joy right out of it.
Beauty is a harmonious relation between something in our nature and the quality of the object which delights us.
Music is an intrinsic part of life; therefore, it is important to transport different forms of artistic expression, science, and mathematics into compositions.
The stories that unfold in the space of a writer's study, the objects chosen to watch over a desk, the books selected to sit on the shelves, all weave a web of echoes and reflections of meanings and affections, that lend a visitor the illusion that something of the owner of this space lives on between these walls, even if the owner is no more.
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