Let me start by saying the photo shoot yesterday was awesome. Brandy and Beth Anne are both smart, gorgeous and fun women with great kids and amazing husbands. Really, I could go on but I don’t want it to sound fake with all the gushing. I was honored to spend time with both their families. They were so generous to give up a Sunday morning to let me “build my portfolio”.
I got some of my favorite shots ever in the history.
I’m really happy with a handful of the photos. But considering I took over 700, a handful isn’t that many. I glanced at most of them yesterday after I got home and as usual I get that dreaded feeling of I wish I could do better. I couldn’t even sleep last night thinking of all the shots I didn’t get or the shots I did get that were out of focus, or heads were cut off, etc. It didn’t help that the park we went to was lousy with families getting their pictures taken by actual professionals with big heavy equipment and assistants. I’ll say it, I was intimidated!
I’ve started reading a lot of photographer’s blogs lately and it’s actually encouraging. If you go back into deep archives of someone whose style you really admire, many times you can see the style emerging. Like, five years ago they were good, and now they’re great. So there’s that.
But then you come across the random blog post from someone you’ve been reading and admiring, and they say how stupid it is to go to school for photography. Here I am going to school for photography next year! I cannot linger on these things. I will not use blog space to rationalize why I should go to school (but I’ve done it plenty in my own head).
I don’t feel cocky or anything by saying that I think I’m actually good at taking pictures. After all I really love my handful from yesterday and I think the families will love them, too. That’s what matters.