Photography, to many of those behind the lense, is an art form. Encapsulating a moment in time to be interred forever on a snip of film, or space on a hard drive. To just as many however, photography has become an afterthought. Are human lives, our memories, considered art? Are those same photos just projections of moments on a screen or on a piece of glossy paper? The difference is thought.
When we pull our phones out for a shot, do we think? Do we point and shoot, or do we take the moment to line it up, to not just take something, but to capture it. Watch an artist paint a picture, look at the dedication to task that is in their watchful eye, their steady hand creating from thought an image that portrays their imagination. All this being said, anyone can do photography, but can everyone be a photographer? Like an artist, watch a true photographer. Watch them line up a photo, and study the subject in front of them. The difference between someone who does photography and a photographer, is time.
The philosophy of photography is a moment and thought. Like the painter, like the poet, a photographer grafts reality and imagination. Do pictures and paintings often purvey change? Maybe not every time. Making the moment, like the painter, like the poet, like an artist takes effort, concentration, and dedication. Knowing and timing are what makes the photographer, a creator.