
I have this annoying passion inside me. I say annoying because everywhere I go, whatever I look at, I am always "framing" things in my mind. It could be a
leaf on the ground, a
sign above a stage, or a
kiss from a little one. No matter what it is, I am always looking at ways to photograph it.
There are extremely talented photographers in my life (
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4). Some friends, others I "fan" from afar, but I look at their work and learn from their images. They are incredible. Their images ooze with creativity and expertise.
Mine, well, they sometimes they just ooze. But none the less, I have to start somewhere right?
My brother-in-laws family allowed me to take their Fall family photos last weekend. A gig that is usually reserved for the most professional of photographers on the south side.
The day of, my palms where sweating. What if none of the images turned out? What if they didn't like them? What if that inner nag saying "I'm just not that good," is right?
Snap. The first image was captured. Snap Snap. A few more in storage. Ahhh..there it is, that confidence that I wasn't sure was going to come.
But it did.
504 images later we were done. I walked away like a little leaguer that just hit his first home run. I wasn't quite sure how they would all turn out, but I was excited and couldn't wait to download them.
And I thought. Isn't that what family is for? To help instill confidence. To "test" out our gifts and talents on each other and give honest feedback.
I hope that whatever Logan finds exciting or stirs his inner creativity, he will feel comfortable opening up and allowing it to flourish with us.