Why Photography Is Important

Why Photography Is Important

They say a picture is worth a thousand words.
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Photography seems pretty simple right? You just point the camera or your phone at the subject and shoot.

There is more to it than what meets the eye.

Having a good camera is a good start. Do your research before purchasing a camera and when you have your camera, it's always a good idea to practice with the different settings, different perspectives, and various types of light. There is always room for improving your photography skills and editing the pictures is just as important as taking them. Taking multiples of a subject and trying different views can help you discover what looks best.

Not every picture that is captured is perfect just like how not every person is perfect. Each picture differs from one to another. As a amateur photographer, I find it can be frustrating at times. Looking at your own pictures and comparing them to others can be deceiving. I've learned that being impatient about your skill doesn't help very much.

Picture taken by Cassidy Downs, Mountainus Photography. Dec 2016.

But WHY is it important?

Having a camera and capturing a specific moment in time, a fraction of a second of a life, and moments that can be remembered later is something I've always found extraordinary, and it's what has drawn me to photography as a little bit of a side job. Getting outside and taking pictures of the beauty that we are all surrounded by is important to capture because in today's busy world, most people don't have time to stop, take a breath, and enjoy all the beautiful things on this earth we have.

Since I am an introverted person, photography has helped me have a barrier between me and others and express myself in the perfect creative way. I took a photography class in high school and since then have continued with it because it's something that has "clicked" for me. When ever I feel stressed or need to get a little vacation from life, I just go to a random place or the same place and look around and take it all in. Once I've done that, I narrow down my focus to the little things. A leaf, a tree, a specific flower, a person, or a man-made object.

Photography is therapeutic for me and also exercise my creativity in a different way. The whole process from snapping the picture to editing the snapshots of time requires more creativity than what you may think. Finding the ideal balance of brightness, contrast, and filters to bring out the best of the subject takes a lot of time and can be an innovative challenge.

Taking pictures and looking though a lens has had such a huge impact on my life and others'. It's changed my perception and perspective on life and the world around me. My camera is my barrier that no one can cross; it is my way of shutting out the craziness around and focusing on the beautiful things that I normally wouldn't see. It's my passion, my love, and my social shutter. Snapping a fraction of life is truly amazing.

Some of the more famous photographers like Steve McCurry, Anne Geddes, Annie Leibovitz, and Sally Mann all had years and years of practice to get where they are today. Continuing to practice, experiment with something you love, and not giving up on it can be rewarding in some way, shape, or form. Photography has literally shaped our world. With out photography there would be no advertisements, no pictures of the world, and no documentation of important events in modern history. Imagine our world with out it, it would be a strange and bland world to live in.

Picture taken by Cassidy Downs, Mountainus Photography. Oct. 2016.

Cover Image Credit: Mountainus Photography

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11 Things Psychology Majors Hear That Drive Them Crazy

No pun intended.
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We've all been there. You're talking to a new acquaintance, or a friend of your parents, or whoever. And then, you get the dreaded question.

"So what are you studying in school?"

Cue the instant regret of picking Psychology as your major, solely for the fact that you are 99.9% likely to receive one of the slightly comical, slightly cliche, slightly annoying phrases listed below. Don't worry though, I've included some responses for you to use next time this comes up in conversation. Because it will.

Quick side note, these are all real-life remarks that I've gotten when I told people I was a psych major.

Here we go.

1. So are you, like, analyzing me right now?


Well, I wasn't. But yeah. Now I am.

2. Ugh so jealous! You picked the easy major.


"Lol" is all I have to say to this one. I'm gonna go write my 15-page paper on cognitive impairment. You have fun with your five college algebra problems, though!

3. So can you tell me what you think is wrong with me? *Shares entire life story*


Don't get me wrong; I love listening and helping people get through hard times. But we can save the story about how one time that one friend said that one slightly rude comment to you for later.

4. Well, s**t, I have to be careful what I say around you.


Relax, pal. I couldn't diagnose and/or institutionalize you even if I wanted to.

5. OMG! I have the perfect first client for you! *Proceeds to vent about ex-boyfriend or girlfriend*


Possible good response: simply nod your head the entire time, while actually secretly thinking about the Ben and Jerry's carton you're going to go home and demolish after this conversation ends.

6. So you must kind of be like, secretly insane or something to be into Psychology.


Option one: try and hide that you're offended. Option two: just go with it, throw a full-blown tantrum, and scare off this individual, thereby ending this painful conversation.

7. Oh. So you want to be a shrink?


First off, please. Stop. Calling. Therapists. Shrinks. Second, that's not a psych major's one and only job option.

8. You know you have to go to grad school if you ever want a job in Psychology.


Not completely true, for the record. But I am fully aware that I may have to spend up to seven more years of my life in school. Thanks for the friendly reminder.

9. So you... want to work with like... psychopaths?


Let's get serious and completely not-sarcastic for a second. First off, I take personal offense to this one. Having a mental illness does not classify you as a psycho, or not normal, or not deserving of being treated just like anyone else on the planet. Please stop using a handful of umbrella terms to label millions of wonderful individuals. It's not cool and not appreciated.

10. So can you, like, read my mind?


It actually might be fun to say yes to this one. Try it out and see what happens. Get back to me.

11. You must be a really emotional person to want to work in Psychology.


Psychology is more than about feeling happy, or sad, or angry. Psychology is about understanding the most complex thing to ever happen to us: our brain. How it works the way it does, why it works the way it does, and how we can better understand and communicate with this incredibly mysterious, incredibly vast organ in our tiny little skull. That's what psychology is.

So keep your head up, psychology majors, and don't let anyone discourage you about choosing, what is in my opinion, the coolest career field out there. The world needs more people like us.

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