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Photographers are passionate about getting that perfect shot. They are aided or hindered, some would say, by new cameras and sharper lenses. But in the end, as independent producer Jake Warga has learned, the perfect photo requires something else.
JAKE WARGA: Years ago, I stole a National Geographic from my dentist's office. It had an article about the Kingdom of Axum in modern day Ethiopia. I took it for the photos, of course. Beautiful stone churches carved out of ancient rock like the photographer traveled not just in space but time.
There's a two-page spread of the stone church in Lalibela that, according to the caption, was sculpted over 800 years ago. I've been taking pictures for a while, but I decided that if I was ever to become a professional photographer, I had to take the same photograph. I brought the article with me to Lalibela, Ethiopia.
(Soundbite of people chanting)
WARGA: It's Lent and everyone's squeezed inside stone churches to pray. Priests read by candlelight and oil lanterns flicker on the walls. There's no way of telling what century I'm in. It's like walking through an ancient illustrated Bible. At first, the incense is overpowering, then, calming. I breathe deeply. Everyone is wearing white robes like ghosts floating through deep passageways of stone, kissing walls and murmuring prayers.
MUCHA(ph) (Tour Guide): They're singing and praying.
Mr. WARGA: This is my guide, Mucha. He's also a deacon.
MUCHA: Every Sunday morning, at 10, there is a special ceremony in Orthodox Church then this is the rising of the Christ.
Mr. WARGA: As a photographer, I'm thinking that the white clothing will be a nice contrast with the dark volcanic stone they've come to pray towards.
(Soundbite of people chanting)
Mr. WARGA: Every morning in Lalibela, I wake up before sunrise, walk to the same church that's in the article. And with my camera, I wait. I've learned that to get a good shot, you can't chase it. It has to come to you. So many times, I wandered around frustrated and lost in a foreign country. And it's when I sit down, out of exhaustion, I see it - the perfect angle, the perfect shot. The struggles of an entire day are worth it for that 1/60th of a second, as the shutter opens and closes, all in a blink of an eye. It's a beautiful feeling. But I'm here to get the same photo that's in the National Geographic. Mucha shows up with the sunrise.
MUCHA: And it's wonderful church in the town, which is called Bet Giorgis. Bet means house. Giorgis means one saint.
Mr. WARGA: George?
MUCHA: George. Yeah.
Mr. WARGA: I hand the article to Mucha. I noticed the photographer's name is also George.
Okay. So, as I explain, this is from the National Geographic.
MUCHA: Yeah.
Mr. WARGA: Now, if I took this photo, where would I have to be?
MUCHA: Before, before there was one bigger olive tree around here.
Mr. WARGA: So you think he was in a tree?
MUCHA: Maybe. You can get more than this picture - that photo.
Mr. WARGA: I want to try and get this one exactly.
MUCHA: Yeah.
Mr. WARGA: So to figure out where he was.
MUCHA: Well, I think he was here.
Mr. WARGA: You can't even see the church from this tree.
MUCHA: Yeah.
Mr. WARGA: So why are you climbing it?
MUCHA: I want to see it again.
Mr. WARGA: Okay. Go ahead. You're climbing the wrong tree.
MUCHA: Yeah.
Mr. WARGA: If the tree is in the shot, it's not that tree.
MUCHA: (Speaking in foreign language)
(Soundbite of music)
MUCHA: Okay, we just hiked through a cemetery.
We climbed up a hill all the way into someone's yard. And the woman is demanding money. I'm too busy trying to move a donkey. I'm starting to lose it.
I think it was a helicopter.
MUCHA: Which?
Mr. WARGA: This photo.
MUCHA: Maybe it's a helicopter.
Mr. WARGA: Yeah. I think it was a - can you get me a helicopter?
MUCHA: Now?
Mr. WARGA: Yeah.
MUCHA: Maybe no.
Mr. WARGA: Okay. So maybe if we got a bunch of these donkeys - it smells great. Right. We're surrounded by donkeys. Maybe we can tie them together and they can -
MUCHA: Climbing?
Mr. WARGA: Fine. Yeah.
MUCHA: Maybe, maybe.
Mr. WARGA: I was hoping this would be the pinnacle, the height, literally, of my photography career. I'm going to take this photo in 55 millimeter and here we go.
(Soundbite of camera flash)
Mr. WARGA: Let me just get another one.
(Soundbite of camera flash)
Mr. WARGA: I look at the picture. It's not it. This is the one shot I needed in order to be like a professional.
Before sunset, I shoot for about an hour, near the base of the church, working with a priest in colored robes and amulets, walking him in and out of the entrance to get the best light. I don't check the images until I come out.
I just realized I took all these photographs at the wrong image. I put them all as JPEGs. I can't shoot JPEGs.
After all that, I had done the professional equivalent of shooting with my lens cap on - shooting compressed images that my photo agent won't accept.
The sun is setting. My guide has left me. I am now all alone, atop St. Georgis. The sun's gone behind a cloud, so I don't have the dramatic angles that I wanted. While I was squatting, stewing in my own stupidity...
Do you want a photograph?
Unidentified Man: Yeah.
Mr. WARGA: A group of Ethiopians came by, wanting to have their picture taken, implied by one guy, pointing to his camera.
So you want the church and the...?
Unidentified Man: Yeah.
Mr. WARGA: Okay.
I'm sure I can manage to work his little instamatic film camera, but there's some confusion as I get up and try to take it from him. It becomes clear in the universal tourist language of grinning and pointing that he doesn't want me to take his picture.
Unidentified Man: No. No. With you.
Mr. WARGA: He wants a picture taken with me.
Oh, with me?
Unidentified Man: Ah, together with you.
Mr. WARGA: Oh, okay. Why do you want a photograph with me?
Unidentified Man: Yeah. I have no reason.
Mr. WARGA: Oh, no reason.
My watchful guide appears, and I invite him to join the photo. Mucha is having a ball.
(Soundbite of crowd)
MUCHA: Ethiopians sometimes take one picture with you because we white people.
Mr. WARGA: I gave someone my huge digital SLR to take a group photo. He handles it awkwardly but in no time, he looks like a pro when his entire face is eclipsed behind it. God, I think, do I look like that when I take people's pictures? No wonder I don't get many smiles.
MUCHA: Really, this picture, it will be good.
Mr. WARGA: Did it click, click?
MUCHA: (Foreign language spoken)
(Soundbite of camera flash)
Unidentified Man: Thank you.
Mr. WARGA: Eventually, the group leaves, but so has the sun. It's too dark to shoot now, so I pack my camera away.
MUCHA: (Singing in foreign language)
Mr. WARGA: Mucha, seeing me starts to put away my recorder, asks if he can sing a song. I gave him the microphone.
MUCHA: (Singing in foreign language)
Mr. WARGA: Though I don't understand a word, I finally see the most beautiful picture yet, a deacon, sitting on a rock face, where pilgrims carved the church over 800 years ago, singing with the same pious love that shaped the stone. The sun, recently gone down behind a red African haze.
MUCHA: (Singing in foreign language)
Mr. WARGA: The photograph just can't capture this moment. So instead, I close my eyes and take a mental picture - the most beautiful image I've ever taken.
MUCHA: (Singing in foreign language)
SIEGEL: Independent producer Jake Warga is also a photographer. He's based in Seattle. His work comes to us by way of Hearingvoices.com. And you can see a slideshow of Jake's images frOm Ethiopia at our Web site, npr.org.
MUCHA: (Singing in foreign language)
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