Artist’s attire

As a keen observer of conformity and compliance, I always wonder if someone is dressing according to imposed rules of the workplace or just dressing to fit in or to not be noticed.

Not being someone’s employee, I can wear whatever I want. As a minimalist, I choose the same outfit each day. There is a bit of irony here. As a boy I was forced to wear a school uniform, and I promised myself that I’d never be uniformed as an adult.

I’m not saying that I embrace the trope of a beret-wearing artist with a perfectly wrapped scarf. No, I choose function over form.

But here I am all these decades later wearing my own version of a uniform, though I think I’d get some points from my younger self for my photographer’s uniform of jeans, running shoes and gray t-shirts.

Not having to make a creative decision from day to day about my attire leaves more gas in the tank for important creative decisions that come to me throughout the day.

About the author: I am Stephen Kennedy, an experienced photographer specializing in creating environmental on-location portraits and corporate photo libraries for blue chip companies. 

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