In the past three months, I have made approximately five gazillion mugs. It started off with handles, see. I have been doing ceramics for about two years now, with varying degrees of intensity (mostly depending on the season). This session, I decided I needed to get square with handles. And jeesh, did I ever. In the process, I made these gazillion mugs. And I’ll be selling them! You should come buy some. You know, in case photography isn’t your thing.
Every photographer has one – the scrolling images from random weddings, a groom here, a dress there. Why do we have these things? What are you supposed to make of them? I recently updated mine and I was thinking that as photographers we understand them to be a representation of our best work, but for regular folks trying to make sense of our industry, a little bit of a guide could help.
Travel is a strange thing. The way I do it, it’s work. You get up early, go hard, eat exotic foods because they are exotic, stay up late and sleep in less-than-desirable conditions. And you drag your husband around on your agenda because you are the planner. It’s rewarding in quite indescribable ways. I’m a different person than I was a few years back before we started traveling constantly. Seeing the world gives you new perspectives, new ideas. It’s enlightening. And exhausting. And sometimes delightful. But also sometimes miserable. It’s a big world. I’m very lucky to have the opportunity to see some of it.