Julie Bremer, 42, of Mascoutah, Ill., sits in the Hearnes Center prior to a women’s volleyball match between the Mizzou Tigers and the Towson Tigers. Her daughter, Abby, is one of the MU cheerleaders for the 2013-14 academic year.
All of us walk a fine line between doubt and confidence. One leads to despair while the other can lead to blind arrogance.
Success doesn’t equal confidence, unfortunately, as even the best in class feel uncertain.
I listened to the National Press Photographers Association’s 2013 Photojournalist of the Year, RJ Sangosti, deliver a presentation about his portfolio and memories from his 2012 award-winning work earlier this year.
Responding to an audience question, “. . . Was there, at any point in your career, [a time] that you felt unsure of yourself and your future as a photojournalist?” tweeted during the event, Sangosti said he did; almost daily.
“Almost every day,” Sangosti said. “Part of being a photographer is doubting yourself, but I love what I do. You have to keep pushing that [doubt] away, especially early in your career, when you’re not making a lot of money. You just need to realize that photography is not only a job, but a passion. It helps when you’re doing work that you love. Surrounding yourself with other photographers, if you can, is a huge help.”
Last night I had the opportunity to photograph my first NCAA Division I athletic event, a women’s volleyball match on Sept. 20, 2013 between the MU Tigers and the Towson Tigers.
MU hosted the event in its 13,611-seat Hearnes Center. I tried to capture an ample variety of feature photos to supplement my action coverage during the 3-match event.
Held by Lois Stueve, of Macon, Graham Rogh, 1, of Columbia, wears an MU helmet Sept. 20, 2013 at the Hearnes Center during a women’s volleyball match between the MU Tigers and the Towson Tigers.
The experience was somewhat daunting. In contrast to my former collegiate experience with volleyball at a D2 school in Nebraska, the athletic contest was far more structured, including a separate press entrance, courtside tables reserved for photographers, and regulations governing in which half of the arena I could shoot.
Doubt can be paralyzing, if you let it.
If I had sat exclusively courtside, assuming that the event organizers knew where the best photos were, my work’s quality would have suffered. Instead, I spent most of the game perched on a walkway on the second or third section, thus benefiting from the clean background the height afforded my frames, as well as the sweeping views of the crowds that provided ample feature photos.