I watched the rain cascade down the windows and make puddles on the cement. When dreary weather would normally make me feel tired and defeated, I sat a little higher knowing that my day just turned around. I sat in the quiet moment, wanting to call my mom and text Brady but I waited just a minute longer to absorb it all. To take it in. To sit in silence and think. Think about what the day would be like. Where the sun would be in the sky. How the black and whites would look. What favorite image I’d have printed for my studio walls… but mostly what connections I’d make, the feeling I’d get when the dj kicks on the first track with a lot of bass and my feet hurt just enough to dance a little… then relaxing on the couch the next day looking at my images.
This is what I feel when I get that call or email that a client wants to book me. That they trust my skills and personality enough to chose me. It’s like being picked first in gym class. (And I never was) so basically it’s the best feeling in the world. Is this a tad over dramatic? Yes. But it’s how I feel. It’s exhilarating and I love every minute of it. Also, I’m a total dork. But I’m sure everyone knew this. I’m just going to own it, because I’m all about being real!
And because every post is better with a picture (otherwise why would people read, right?!) here is a sample for a possible Art Prize entry I’m working on.
Can you guess what camera this was taken with?
