Years ago a couple of young videographers followed me on a trip to Moab, Utah. I was photographing high school seniors as part of a marketing project. It involved taking a boat load of kids down to Moab, feeding them lunch at the local all-you-can-eat Chinese buffet and then photographing them at several locations along the Colorado River. I shot pictures of these teenagers until the sun went down. I remember one of the videographers saying to me at the end of the day, “It’s hard to keep up with you!” That’s the way I roll with a camera in my hand. It was the same when I was down at the Bennett workshop over the weekend. I don’t like photographing in a crowd. It was a good crowd, but doing what everyone else is doing stifles my creativity. For that reason I have a tendency to wander off. When I do I also tend to lose track of time. It happened at the workshop. We were photographing in the area of Factory Butte. It started off innocently enough as I looked for a spot with no four-wheeler and motorcycle tracks. I kept going and going until I found a spot. I kept shooting and shooting, even after I turned back towards the cars. I literally got lost in my photography. A camera and tripod seemingly take the pain of hiking away as I scour the scenes for possible photographic stories to tell. Well there I was in my “other” place when I heard the whine of a drone overhead. My group was looking for me and one of the other attendees sent his drone out to find me. The fact that I was wearing bright red helped I’m sure! I wasn’t really lost; my friends just didn’t know where I was. I waved at the drone and continued on to join up with them shortly thereafter. Of course I had been in my other place while I was doing my photography. I guess that is lost after all.

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