Yesterday, I spent a cold morning doing a shoot for
Shannon Wexelberg's next project. She is a singer/songwriter/worship leader and was so sweet and fun to work with. Thanks for hanging out with me for so long. My only regret is not getting a latte in the middle of the shoot. What was I thinking?! :) I cannot believe I did a photo shoot without a latte in my hand. Has that EVER happened?!



Isn't she SO pretty?!



While riding in the car to another shoot location, I was talking about not feeling professional...business-y...i dunno. I get insecure, like "Am I what they had in mind? Do I look like a REAL photographer?" (I know, I was having a moment!) I'm not poised, graceful, or serious. I fall down a lot. I laugh a lot. I love connecting with people. I like chatting with girlfriends and drinking coffee and confessing failures. It feels good and human. And in my mind, a professional photographer is reserved and serious and intellectual.
Sitting here thinking about that, it sounds so silly. I AM a real photographer. I'm not faking it! hehe! So a real photographer looks like ME. That's all I can be. I cannot worry about what other people are expecting. Just be. Be who God made me to be, with all the failures and slip-ups and obnoxious exciteable moments! It's all okay.
This career took me by surprise over 4 years ago. Actually any "career" would've been a surprise, because I didn't feel like I "fit the Johnny Bravo suit" for a professional life. Because I'm light hearted (most of the time) and slightly scatterbrained and I have NO concept of time (really). So after 4 years, I still struggle...growing pains in my own skin.
Anyone else relate?