For forever and a day I shall chase that White Whale
We’ve all spent time searching for that shot; the elusive White Whale, the Holy Grail that thwarts us. Chasing that shot is a fruitless, all-consuming quest. Or is it?
Drown like Captain Ahab
Trying to slay that Great White Whale
So tied up in their own rules
People jump ship and they fail
Jello Biafra with the Melvins – Lessons in What Not to Become
I’ve got a handful of shots in my mind that I’ve wanted to capture for some time now. Some of these have haunted me for years, taunting me with their imagined exactness.
Many of them come out with me in search for their ideal locale, more times than not returning empty-handed. They scoff at the bland parodies of their imagined precision. Their jeers at my bids to replicate them follow me to every fresh attempt.
Thwarted by their lofty expectations and demands, I usually sit before yet another lacking Lightroom import.
Forever Malcolm Young
This envisaged perfection might never be attainable. Every shot fails in one way or another, or many! Compared to the imagined, every outcome turns out to be Malcolm Young, never Angus!
Always Malcolm never Angus
End up Carlton you wanted to be Negus
Single pluggers never sneakers
Always headphones never the speakers
Frenzal Rhomb – Forever Malcolm Young
I’ve come to realise that maybe my imagined perfect photos might never be realised. Maybe they’re there simply to force me to attempt. Perhaps they exist purely to keep me chasing that White Whale?
No thank you, sir. No more white whales for me. He’s best left alone.
Captain Boomer – Moby Dick
Plus, Malcolm Young wrote Highway To Hell. So falling short of being Angus isn’t necessarily a bad thing!
Have you ever chased the elusive? Do you have that “one shot” in mind that all attempts to produce it fall short?
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