I just went to Annie's blog (I'm a bad friend..."You have a blog, Annie?") and she said on her aforementioned blog that photographers aren't a novelty anymore. Everyone's a photographer.
It's so true.
And everyone else who isn't a photographer is either a sushi eating, home-flipping, fashion designer or...is still in school for one of those. It's true--sushi-eating is a course offered at many local colleges. Check it out.
Oh...I almost wrote cottages instead of colleges and it made me want to drive to the cottage RIGHT NOW.
Anywho--I've been really, and I mean really truly struggling with what my whole dang purpose is these days. I feel pretty much useless. I don't work, I don't volunteer, I rarely give money to homeless people because I don't want to encourage their bad habits. I suppose I consume a lot--which is in a way, supporting the economy.
Whatever. I just feel so restless and uesless and any other word ending in 'less'. Mindless. Gutless. Hairless. I WISH.
No way man! No way!
I AM a photographer! And I'm a painter too! And I'm a gardener, and a cook, and a seamstress (and your mother) and a stylist, and a personal shopper, and a welder, and an events coordinator, and an art curator, and a friend, and a dancer! and a person who wished they were a musician, and a poet, and a story-teller, and a collector of fine thingies, and a philanthropist, and a student, and a midwife, and a dreamer!
I'm all these things. And that's ok.
On that note--here's my latest piece. It's along the same lines as my scandelous vignettes.
And you know--while I'm at it....here's another piece that's really close to my heart.
I cry. I do. Do you cry? I don't know why we're all so afraid of it. Everyone cries. I wish we all cried more. I wish crying was demystified and decensitized and when someone needed to cry a little or a lot, it would be ok.
So here's an...honest picture. I like it because it's real, and raw and everyone knows what this feels like. Don't deny it.
Thanks for the encouragement to keep blogging Annie. This one is dedicated to you.
7 comments:
claire.
you are the best.
got it? the BEST.
and out of all the photographers i know, you are my favorite.
you seriously are inspiring, you are so uniquely you, and that in itself is amazing and spiritual and poetic! i know it's hard when you feel like you're not doing anything, but honestly, you are, just by being self expressive and everything else. and all that.
ps, i mean YOU, as in specifically you, claire, not "you" as in "everyone in general"... geez, i don't make sense.
BTW, your comment about photographers wasn't what spun me off. It just made me think. And I wasn't upset or hurt by the comment--bc it's true. It was just very thought prevoking.
ahh. good!
oh boy, claire, let me just say that i am incredbily sorry if my sushi eating any any way upset you. seriously, i like sushi, i like it because i like it, not because is trendy or anything. and i do take pictures, but i feel i have held the high ground in not going digital...maybe that makes me a little cloer to being a real photographer. maybe that just offended you since youve obviously gone digitial. i dont know. im rambling i havent slpet in hummm...days. anyway. i promise i will never ever take a sushi eating class. anyway, all this to say please forgive you sushi eating, picture taking, non midwife friends.
Oh whatever man. My post had nothing to do with anyone I actually like.....wait....that could eb construed totally the wrong way. Um, the post wasn't an attack on anyone at all, in any way. It was merely an observation that made me think.
You can take a sushi eating class anytime you want. It won't bother me.
ps the reason i chose all those professions is because secretly that what I want to be doing....FYI everyone.
crap. what have i started?
haha
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