I see/discover pictures everywhere.
But why isn’t it enough to store these impessions in my brain, why do I have to share them on SmugMug, Instagram and Twitter??? Publish BLURB-books and send articles to photography magazines (I have got a few published)???
On Digital Photography School I found this that partially answers my question:
Perhaps there is a deeper psychological explanation. Our time on this earth only lasts for so long, and a camera allows us to preserve memories far past when they might have slipped our mind. It helps us pass those memories into the hands of future generations. Our photos are little legacies of the life we have lived – our travels, experiences, food, family, friends, work relationships and more. Each photo is a window into a moment, and the collections of images we take over the years are a window into who we were and what we valued. Ultimately it comes down to a simple truth – seeing that moment captured makes us genuinely happy.
Photography should make you happy. Never let someone impede on your personal happiness. You love HDRs and someone else doesn’t – who cares? You are enamored with landscapes but your friends think they’re droll – don’t let it bother you. You’re a fashion nut but no one gets your style – just keep being you. Enjoy your photography for what it is – your own. Know that not everyone will appreciate it, but if it personally fulfills you, that’s all that truly matters. Be true to yourself and you’ll never regret a day of your life.
Additionally creative urge is an important impetus (boost) for me.
I’m a lousy drawer and I cannot Paint – my camera is my pencil and paintbrush.
If cut to the bone – ‘struggle for recognition’ (kampf um anerkennung) may be the answer.