NAME
Rowan Daly
OCCUPATION
Photographer
My name is Rowan Daly, and I’m a fifth-generation Californian born in Los Angeles. My mom claims that I started my photography career when she bought me a fake Fisher-Price camera when I was two. Mom came home with my new baby brother, and all my aunts and uncles were taking pictures. I picked up my Fisher-Price camera and pretended to take cute portraits of my brother.
This is such a toss-up for me! There are weekends where being up for sunrise on Saturday morning are my favorite – either due to the Friday night festivities lasting till morning or because I’m up early to go surf with some buddies. That being said, it’s hard to beat a lazy Sunday afternoon.
One of my favorite compliments came from an artist of mine who I’ve been shooting for almost a decade now. He said that he can instantly spot my work if he comes across it out in the wild. He mentioned that the intimacy in my portraiture is very recognizable. I took it to heart because, as an artist, I had always dreamed of the day where my voice will shine through my body of work.
There is no shortage of odd situations as a photographer in Los Angeles. For starters, if you can’t laugh at yourself or your weird situations, you are doing it all wrong. Secondly, at the end of the day, I have to consider if this odd situation even matters or am I just surrounded by drama queens. Lastly, and this always works, if I return to an attitude of gratefulness, then even the odd situations contain some beauty and lessons learned.
As an empath, I usually pick up on energy first. As a photographer, I usually notice eyes first.