As a mom and scrapbooker, I’ve always taken tons of photos. I’ve bought new cameras only when I’ve outgrown my current one and two years I bought my first DSLR. It became clear pretty quickly that photography was something I was pretty good at and I decided to enter the 2013 fair. That was a crazy nervous experience let me tell you. At any rate, each image I entered received recognition, including a first place award for a picture I took of the Hawthorne Bridge at night. Here’s that image:
This bridge picture was blow up to about 16 x 20 and is framed in my living room and two years later I’m just as proud of it now as I was when I shot it. In fact, I can’t wait to have a car again so I can go back and try other night shots now that I’ve learned so much more about this incredible challenging and rewarding art form that is photography.
A few months ago I decided I was done trying to pursue photography as a business. I wasn’t making any money, I wasn’t having any fun anymore, and I hadn’t shot much of anything anyway so it didn’t matter. Because of the chronic pain I live with, Winter did me in and I got severely behind on edits. This past week or two I sat down to start finishing them up and wrapped up edits for the one of my seniors and came across images like this:
She’s just stunning isn’t she? The better news is she’s as amazing inside as she is beautiful outside. Her parents are quite proud of her I’m sure. I barely know her and I’m proud of her so…
As I sat there wrapping up these edits I remembered the session in which they were shot. I remember the laughter, the fun, the silly faces caught on camera (I promise I won’t post them kiddo) and most importantly, how insanely happy I was while shooting. Once her session was finished, it was a bittersweet experience for me. On one hand I was relieved, on the other sad over the realization that I had shelved something I was pretty good at; something that has always made me very happy despite my skill set. These images served as a beautiful reminder to me and I am shooting again…paid or not.