Here’s a secret: part of my desire to get into photography “for real” was America’s Next Top Model. I have been and continue to be fascinated how a bunch of skinny, awkward girls could look so ridiculously amazing in their photographs. They even show you the videos of them taking the pictures but you can’t tell at all how they’re going to look. The pictures at the end always blow my mind.
Around 10pm last night, I realized I hadn’t taken a picture yet. For the second year, I’m working on a Project 365, a surprisingly ambitious venture that requires at least one image each day. Many times, it forces creativity. Other times, I’m pretty sure I’m gaining nothing at all by picking up the camera and snapping what’s for dinner. Maybe it’s working on me in ways I don’t understand.
My friends are dorks, what can I say? Some of us are dorky in the socially awkward sense (hand up) and others of us are dorky in the huge-repository-of-random-knowledge sense. The Random Knowledge guys destroy trivia nights all over this town. The rest of us have a few beers and struggle to fill in the gaps.