I’m afraid today’s tale will not be a funny one. On the plus side, it won’t be a sad one, either. It’s not a story I tell very often and I don’t know why, I guess it’s just not as glamorous or as funny as the other story that I relate when someone asks me how I got into photography.
Question: “How did you get into photography?”
Answer: “I submitted a few articles to a local newspaper. They were looking for a photographer at the time instead so they handed me a camera and a press pass and shooed me out the door before I could complain. I was hired as a staff photographer before the prints even got a change to dry. They said I really should give up my writing career.”
The second part to the story came many years later, while I was a programming monkey at a large telecom company in town. I had a crazy coworker who kept nudging me to shoot more. She even suggested a quit my day job and photograph all day long instead. I looked at her with bewildered eyes and exclaimed, “You MUST be kidding!” She wasn’t kidding.
This was my first family shoot: the humble [film] images that graced my first webpage so many years ago when I still thought she was bonkers.
This was today… an “awesome” day if you ask Jacob & Gloria since I let them jump on the bed to their hearts content. And then I let them jump some more;)
This series cracks me up. I call it “from inquisitive to energetic”. It’s going to get primo positioning on the new portraits site.
Question: “Do you still think this pushy coworker was insane?”
Answer: “Yes. But apparently I am too since I listened. Here I am – with a good story to tell.”