I'm back. It feels like I've been away from this blog forever, but last week I bumped into my own limitations and something had to give. I spent most of the week immersed in a labor-intensive, two-day photo shoot that came with its share of challenges, mostly weather related. You know the crazy winter weather most of the country has been experiencing? Well, we had it down here as well, and days that might normally have been mild were cold and filled with rain and sleet. That would have been nothing more than an inconvenience, but it just so happened that we were shooting outdoors, without the option of an extra day for shooting, and it was a story for spring.
Once again I was reminded of the magic of photography as I looked at photographs that belied the dreariness of the day around us. And in those moments as I watched images take shape, I felt the familiar thrill that reminds me why I love my job, why I'll endure endless planning and shopping and schlepping and prepping...just to get to that moment when something beautiful emerges from all that raw material.
Granted, I don't necessarily want to have that particular experience again. (Shipping delays and summer clothing in the midst of winter are not for the faint of heart). But there's a certain satisfaction that comes from pulling off an assignment when the odds are against you. And the best part of shooting a spring story in the middle of winter - all of the beautiful flowers to enjoy.