One of the tragedies of being a photographer is that you’re usually the one behind the camera, and don’t end up with many photographs of yourself. I’m not at all camera-shy. In fact I’m perfectly happy when somebody points one at me and offers to take some pictures. It doesn’t happen very often. Less when the activities you get up to revolve around being in camera-unfriendly environments such as salty lagoons or windy beaches (lately, at any rate). Less still when the people you hang out with get to know you as the photographer and are either too shy to take their camera out, or simply rely on you to do most of the shooting. At any rate, I don’t seem to have too many pictures of myself, and almost none of me in action.
This has proved to be a nuisance at work, particularly on the occasions where our comms/media folks have wanted pictures of me for publications or the website. “Don’t you have any pictures of you in the field?” they ask. They tend to want something which shows me wearing our organization’s logo, surrounded by a throng of happy poor children in some third-world slum. Never mind the fact that half the places I end up these days seem to ban taking any photographs. I keep telling them to deploy me with a photographer. After all, it’s not like I can take a photo of myself. And at any rate, most kids are frightened of me. I think it’s the beard.
So it was rather nice to have some photos taken of me by my friends Scott and Sarah, sitting in the boat while I was doing some wakeboarding. Using a newly-sourced Canon Powershot G10 (I add, being the Canon affectionado that I am) they snapped these shots of me having fun on the water, which I’m quite pleased with. So, thank you Sarah and Scott- all photo credits for these ones goes to you.
And with that I promise I’m pretty much out of wakeboarding photos now…