Overshooting? Who Cares. Get the Shot. And the Other 1,500

(Why your shutter count isn't sacred)

Let’s go ahead and get this out of the way: I am an overshooter. Proudly. Shamelessly. Some might even say professionally. If there’s a moment unfolding in front of me, you can bet I’m laying on that shutter like it’s a game of Whac-A-Mole.

Will I take 1,700 photos at a family session? Yes. Will I deliver 40? Also yes.
Will I scroll through 1,660 “meh” images to find that one magical frame where everyone’s eyes are open, toddler’s not crying, and the light hits just right?
Absolutely. Every time.

You see, I’d rather cull 1,500 “no’s” than miss the one “heck yes.” I don’t care what anyone says — hesitation loses moments.

The kid’s laugh that lasted 0.3 seconds.
The real smile that slipped in between the “cheese” faces.
The wind that caught the hair just right.
The dad who looked genuinely happy (which never happens after pose #2).
That’s the good stuff. That’s what we’re after.

And you can’t always predict when it’ll happen. So I keep the camera up and the shutter moving. No shame. No apologies.

"But aren’t you worried about your shutter count?”
Sure, I’ll worry about that after the session. Or never. That’s what backups are for. My clients aren’t hiring me to preserve my shutter lifespan — they’re hiring me to capture theirs. Big difference.

Let’s stop pretending photography is about being delicate. It’s about being ready. It’s about shooting through the moments until you get the one that hits.

So yeah, I overshoot. I shoot like I’m trying to win a contest for most SD cards filled in a single day. And you know what? I sleep great at night.

Because I got the shot.
And the other 1,500.