“Time is a gift that most of us take for granted”

– Cheryl Richardson

My photographic life is somewhat seasonal in nature.  Late spring and early summer bring engagement sessions, weddings and the photography workshops that I so love to teach.  May to September is usually non stop for me, with just enough time at home to re-pack my bag between gigs and head out to a new workshop location or to shoot another wedding.  

Summer always gives way to fall though, winter not far off, and I can feel myself slowing down.  I used to lament this time of year because I loved the momentum.  I loved building my business, building my community, meeting new people, chasing new opportunities and “pursuing success”… whatever that means.  My mind wouldn’t turn off as I raced from one idea to the next, constantly seeking to move the ball down the field just a little bit more.

I’m not sure when I came to fully appreciate this time of year.  It happened slowly probably, over years, but now I enjoy the slower pace of fall because it brings me an abundance of time, life’s most precious commodity.  Time to be with family.  Time to be with friends.  Time to breath.  Time to walk without destination.  Time to write.  Time to play guitar.  Time to create… not for clients, but for me.    

Just, time.

Miles Davis once said:

“Time isn’t the main thing, it is the only thing.”

A twenty year career working as a paramedic on 911 ambulances taught me this.  Life is short, and you have to build in periods where you slow down, celebrate success, and rejuvenate.  Going full speed all the time isn’t healthy… not physically, not mentally and definitely not creatively. 

I do still work through the winter of course, but the nature of it changes.  I write more.  I teach via Skype with wonderful students from around the world.  I interview other artists for this site.   I present occasionally.  Much of my work through the winter is self generated, work that I can pick up and put down as needed, work that lays the foundation for the coming year.

By the time winter passes I find myself refreshed, recharged and excited about upcoming workshops and weddings.  I find myself flowing with creativity and look forward to the amazing opportunities that spring and summer bring.  

Bob Dylan said:

“A man is a success if he gets up in the morning, gets to bed at night, and in between he does what he wants to do.”

I feel like I have almost reached that point in my life and my career.  It’s not all puppies and roses yet, but I am close.  And, it is a mindful and wonderful place to be.

I know this site has been fairly quiet recently, with only 8 posts since the beginning of summer.  I am filled with things to write about though, so now that I have the time I look forward to sharing work with you over the next few months from Vancouver, Seattle, Toronto, Paris, Amsterdam and so many other sources of inspiration.

Until next time,


7 thoughts on “Time

  1. Roger Lasell says:

    Hi Ian,

    We had talked at the Delta Photo Club meeting about our upcoming trip to New York. We were wondering if you might suggest things to see and do? We will also be doing street photography. We are there for 7 days. We are also interested in your trip next year to NYC .


    Roger Lasell

    Sent from my iPad


  2. jerrymennenga says:

    Well Ian, the roses can’t smell themselves, and I agree, now that I am older, that I like to linger a bit longer, soak in whatever sight I may be viewing and enjoy moments rather than rushing past them.

    • Ian says:

      Hey Jerry!

      I think the one thing we all come to appreciate more as we get older is time. I know that I certainly do.



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