In terms of objects that can be balanced on my dog’s head, pizza is easy. Round things and hats prove more difficult. Last year I photographed my poor dog with pretty much everything I could think of balanced on his head, and last week I created a photo book of my favorites from the year. The book arrived in the mail Saturday, and it gave me a ridiculous amount of pleasure to hold in my hands the finished project–the result of infrequently amusing and totally pointless photography. This wasn’t a planned creative project, nor did I have any idea what I would ever do with all those photos when we first decided to see if Reno would sit still with a potato chip on his forehead.
Mostly we just thought it was funny, and it gave me something to post on Instagram.
This sort of creative process isn’t so different from how I come across some of my best story ideas. I wander into them. I put together seemingly unrelated people, events, objects, and places. I play around with them until a story starts to take shape. Eventually I find myself holding in my hands a book that’s the result of all this meandering effort.