I will never be a Serious Photographer. I reconciled myself to that fact irrevocably and completely last night as I lay waiting for sleep to come. I will never have the talent, nor will I have the equipment. I am a Serious Mother with hobby.
I know more than a couple of Serious Photographers: Jared, Jodi, Jennifer to name just a few. They have pure raw talent and let’s face it, the equipment to back it up. And I know one photographer in particular, whom I shall not name (but is not Karen) who markets herself constantly with a weekend special here, a senior mini there, two shot special in between. She does not have the raw talent to back it up, but she is working to find her place.
Perhaps one day, I will find my way to a great lighting set-up, a Nikon, a lens or two extra and even a remote release, but it seems an impossible dream and irresponsible to even think about.. And let’s face it, I will just never be able to crassly market myself. So, I will never be a Serious Photographer. But that is fine because I am a Serious Mother and I have a place with God. And that is more than enough.