It's official. Four of my prints are out in the world, decorating someone's mantel, or piano, or dresser, or fridge. A constant reminder of how deeply one can love, how unconditionally and beautifully.
This is Charlie and he is 12. He was the perfect muse.
Not every Friday yields a collection of perfect dog shots. This Friday I forgot my 50mm lens and had to work with my zoom, big and clunky, not ideal. I sent my first dog back (ever) having taken no photo-the barking, growling and erratic behaviour turned me off. And the kennel after kennel with poop covered floor, and no cleaner people in sight, seemed to demand more attention than snapping a shot. These are just words, the reality is much gloomier. If you can, volunteer. There are just not enough volunteers.
It has been more than a month since this PowWow, and too long to wait to finish a project. The weight of obligation weighs heavy, avoidance is futile. Today I will deliver 50 of my best images and hope that they are happy. I do hope.
I took this at my friend Sarah's wedding this summer. It's of my good friend Lara and her wee one. She posted it to Facebook and received so many compliments on it, and, after studying and studying this shot, I get that. The composition is good, the subjects are good, the location is awesome, but then I, the photographer, start to look at how it could be better.
I'm trying to decide if that's good or not.
Lara wrote me to tell me how appreciative she is to have this memory. To have a picture of her and her son, at this point in her, his and their, lives. And I'm so glad.
I know this is a good picture for that. And I know I will get better technically. Perhaps instead of looking at this photo as an either/or, I will feel proud that I provided this proof and learn from it.