Back in the day, when I *first* started getting serious about photography (I'd been shooting since I was 11, but this was probably around age 16), I suppose that I imagined myself becoming today's Ansel Adams, or maybe a renown SI photographer. I was mostly into nature stuff and sports.
Flash forward to around 2007-2008. I hadn't done any serious photography in years, just point-and-shoot stuff. But I went on a cruise to the Caribbean--my sister with her new D90, and me with my little Canon point-and-shoot!! The desire was rekindled, in a big way, and again, my main focus was nature stuff--florals, landscapes--and sports. I was getting ready to shoot some pictures of my niece's soccer games, and looking for ways to practice fast AF shots, without being at a sporting event.
Birds!! They're fast! I figured, hey if I can grab a in-focus shot of a bird in flight, then I can certainly do soccer. That was the beginning of a serious, apparently incurable fascination with birdography.
I wonder how many pictures I've taken are of birds that I never even knew existed just a few years ago.
But then another funny thing happened. I got so good at bird photography, that people started asking me to do photo shoots...with PEOPLE. Uh-uh. No way, no how. Not gonna do it. NOT a people person, first of all. Second, if I go out shooting birds out all day and they all turn out crummy, NONE of the birds will care even a little bit! But people?? They will definitely care how the pics turn out! That's WAY too much pressure for me.
Then a best friend asked. A best friend who typically REFUSED to have her picture made. But her kids and grandkids were coming in for Thanksgiving, and she wanted pictures of all of them together for the first time. I still tried to refuse, but she said she wouldn't do it with anybody else, she'd only do it if *I* would do the shoot. So then, I said, fine, but you have to understand that they might all suck.
Took the pictures (I cringe looking at them today, but the family loved them!)--less than a year later, my friend's husband died suddenly in a bizarre boating accident. It hit me really hard--he was a dear friend as well--it especially hit hard when they put one of those pictures from the shoot up on display on his casket. And I just kept thinking, "What if I'd insisted on not doing them?"
So, I decided I'd do them, only for good friends, and only with the understanding that they might all s*ck.
And somewhere along the way, without my even really realizing it...I kinda started to like it.
I am actually starting to do more and more portrait work these days, and find that I actually have the *desire* to get good at it and do it for those who might otherwise never have those types of photos made.