I’m a poser, a fake, a phoney. I am NOT a professional photographer, and I often wonder why I spend so much time trying to pretend to myself that I am. I wander aimlessly with my camera, taking photos far and wide aof anything and everything, rolling in my successes and crying at my defeats. I love photography, but it’s not my career. As a matter of fact I’m not sure it could ever be my career without about 50,000 more dollars worth of equipment.
So I guess I pretend.. I bring the photos home, edit them and post them for the world to see. I guess it’s okay I’m not a pro, I don’t really claim to be, I just wish I would stop comparing myself to those who are!
On days where I get photos like this one I realize why I do it. It’s amazing to capture the beauty of something and bring it home. I don’t really care if I never sell another photo again, I just love the chase. Finding beauty in the world is worth every amateur cent.