Don't get me wrong, I love my career. What is there not to love about heart-wrenching stories of grief, illness and poverty? Sometimes I find myself considering other professions. There are days I wish I was a florist, other days I long to work on an orchard; but of all the "imaginary" professions I could take up, photographer tops the list. The Chicago Photography Center let me live out this fantasy this past weekend. Looking forward to learning more later this summer as I will take a more extensive class. Better photos coming to a blog near you in August, 2009.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
When I Grow Up
Don't get me wrong, I love my career. What is there not to love about heart-wrenching stories of grief, illness and poverty? Sometimes I find myself considering other professions. There are days I wish I was a florist, other days I long to work on an orchard; but of all the "imaginary" professions I could take up, photographer tops the list. The Chicago Photography Center let me live out this fantasy this past weekend. Looking forward to learning more later this summer as I will take a more extensive class. Better photos coming to a blog near you in August, 2009.
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