Liz Takes Photos: WRC and NWRC 2017

I have a problem. It’s a problem that took staying up until 1:30 am last night for me to begin to grasp it. No, it’s not procrastination (though I struggle with that too). It’s a dangerous blend of perfectionism and competitiveness.

When I took a camera to a quidditch tournament for the first time last fall, it was because I wanted to contribute without playing or being in charge of anything. I wanted to have some fun with it and make sure that my friends got some cool pictures in the process.

A little over three months later, I’ve made it unfun for myself. Something I picked up because I needed a hobby turned into work because I decided that I needed to be a “great quidditch photographer,” whatever that means. Okay, I know exactly what that means: being good enough to get a press pass for US Quidditch Cup 10.

This was a ridiculous goal to set for myself. Who tells themselves they need to master a skill that takes years in only a few short months? (Me. The answer is me.) It’s not enough that I have fun doing something: I have to be the best at it. Or, if I can’t be, I have to be the best at a certain niche of it. (Like, say, being the oldest woman to play at nationals.)

I mentally beat myself up when I uploaded both sets of regional championship photos. What was I thinking, I was a fraud, I must be terrible at this if I took over a thousand photos but only managed to salvage about ten percent of them.

But what pulls my head out of my ass every time is seeing how happy people are when they see photos of themselves and their friends. I’m never going to be a starter and I don’t see as much time on the pitch as I used to, so I know what it’s like to desperately hope a photographer got a shot of you. I try to get the cool shots like dunks and snitch grabs because those are fun, but also I try my best to not just follow quaffle and snitch play and capture some of the less obvious moments and players. I don’t always succeed, but when I do, it makes me happier than seeing my photos get picked up quidditch media outlets.

But don’t get me wrong: I still fucking love it when my photos get picked up and seen by more people. (With credit, of course.)

Anyway, here are some of my favorite photos from this year’s West and Northwest Regional Championships. They may not be the most technically sound or perfectly edited, but I really like them and I’m glad I had my camera pointed at this moments. I really want to keep doing this after I hang up my cleats (whenever that may be). I just have to remember why I’m doing this: for fun and for my friends.

But hey, if you think I’m good at this and want to throw some money at me, check out the Skrewts fundraiser and make me your personal photographer at US Quidditch Cup 10.

You can also check out all my event photos, in higher quality than WordPress seems to be capable of on a Monday morning, here:

USQ West Regional Championship 2017
USQ Northwest Regional Championship 2017

 

SJSU Big 5

SJSU should consider getting a sponsorship from Big 5 Sporting Goods.

 

Finally got a good picture of me

That moment you make a stranger happy because they “finally have a good quidditch picture.

 

Maddi vs Dan

I have seen men cringe in terror of Dan. Maddi is an absolute baller.

 

faces of San Jose quidditch

I live for capturing the faces of quidditch.

 

Mama Riley gets me

Mama Riley gets me.

 

ASU Caleb shout

You don’t just point and shoot to get a shot like this. You point and shoot, get five or six different shots of this, and then agonize over which is best.

 

Gambits sunset

I know you’re not supposed to shoot into the sun, but I’m glad I did. No filter on this photo that wound up feeling symbolic in hindsight.

 

WRC best photo period

This was my favorite photo from WRC 2017 and it was a complete accident. I didn’t even see Miguel’s little moment until I was editing. Totally made the hours of work worth it.

 

so close

LOOK HOW CLOSE THIS WAS.

 

Marina in the box

If you haven’t noticed already, I love taking pictures of San Jose State players. Past and present.

 

get knocked down

I get knocked down, but I get up again…

 

flying snitch

Abe channeling one of the flying snitches from the books.

 

Drew jump

I will never get tired of capturing the majesty of “flying” quidditch players.

 

Utah State qualified

The quality of this photo may not be great, but there are so many ~*emotions*~ happening here that I stopped caring. It was also pretty late by the time I got to this photo.

 

bald eagle

Bonus: the bald eagle who decided to crash the party since the Canadians are gone now. (Guess he didn’t notice Megan?)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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