The Perfect Shot

I have a compulsion to capture fleeting moments, and I envy the photographer’s eye—the ability to see the perfect shot. Honed skills meld with instincts as the expert swiftly moves in for the kill…snap. “I got it,” seeps through grinning lips.     

One of my husband's "Perfect Shots."


My husband has this talent, although he argues amateur abilities only. I follow him around on our photo shoots and stand behind him trying to see through his eyes. On a recent excursion, I noticed him retracing my steps and heard him whisper, “Yes,” while snapping a picture of the scene I saw.     

Sunset in Havasu


I smiled.     

The perfect shot occurs in a surreal moment when all of what you desire comes together—the clean angle, engaging subject, perfect lighting. You only have a moment to aim, focus, and shoot.     


Last night I had a dream about the perfect shot. I was encircling this magnificent performance, in a trolley-like train car, snapping pictures of actors, dancers, and singers. The scenes flashed before me in rapid succession, and I had to react instantly to capture the moment.     


Then just before the trolley rounded a corner, I saw a scene that astounded me. The perfect angle revealed multiple layers of enchantment: a quaint European town in the background with scenes and people poised in the foreground. Every artistic element came together in a way I had never previously experienced. I drew my camera to my eye, aimed, focused, and hit the button.     


“Clunk.” The train rounded the corner and I groaned, “Agggg!” I missed the perfect shot. Disappointment constricted my gut causing physical pain.     

As the dream continued, someone yelled, “JoDee, get on the stage, they’re waiting for you.”     

The time for capturing the scene rolled into my need to get into the scene. I handed my camera to a youth standing beside and said, “Now it’s your turn.” Then I ran and climbed onto the stage.     

We never forget those missed shots, decidedly perfect in our eyes. As I related the dream to my husband, he told of his missed perfect shot. He groaned while remembering.      

“My former wife and I had taken our children to Disneyland and were waiting to see the parade. Andrea and Jason saw Mickey Mouse and screamed, “Mickey, Mickey!”     

Mickey turned and I cried, “Run kids.” They ran and nestled under his arms as I raised the camera. I had an instant to capture a moment that would pass forever. I snapped one shot and then Mickey turned and joined the parade.     

The children’s mother yelled, “Did you get it?”     

“Yes.” I cried.     

But when I returned and developed the film, that shot was number 37 on a 36 roll.”     

I felt his pain.     

Do you remember the perfect shot you missed? I would love to hear about it.


About JoDee Luna

“I’m lost in a love affair with portrait painting!” JoDee Luna confesses. This author, artist, and educator describes herself as a creative eclectic due to her diverse history, multiple talents, and various career pursuits. She enjoys a host of creative expressions: mixed media, mask making, floral designing, photography, sculpture, and gardening. JoDee believes the creative process infuses her with the courage to try on new artistic identities, take inspired risks, and explore imaginative ideas. She seeks to share her insights with others through her book, Refrain from the Identical: Insight and Inspiration for Creative Eclectics and website by the same name, Both provide helpful tips and inspiration for artistic multi-taskers, those who enjoy various forms of artistic expression.
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6 Responses to The Perfect Shot

  1. Pingback: Refrain from the Identical » Creativity is Popping

  2. Herding Cats says:

    I’ve the worst photographer! The perfect shots only happen by accident for me.

  3. gerknoop says:

    I feel that pain of the Disneyland one all to recently! aahhhhrrrrgggg!

  4. Gina Wilson says:

    That’s why I love painting. I can “tweak” my perfect shot until I get it just right!

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