So what's been bad? I still haven't mastered the habit of not worrying about something before it can even happen (or not). I'm much better at it than I used to be, and having a little worry facilitates things like, oh, hurricane preparedness, for example. All the kids toys got put in the barn, and yes, they could have blown around, though probably not away or into anyone's windows. We brought a cord of wood inside before it started raining. We took the bike to Gram's to store in the garage so it wouldn't blow over or away. The tub was filled and I even remembered to ready actually-clean water for the animals.
I like this image. I chose it as my first contest entry. |
In order to keep up the flow and stay positive, I entered two mini-competitions on one of my favorite photography websites, Cambridge in Color. The first, I lost miserably but decided that it may not be that crowd's style and immediately entered another with one of my best (in my opinion) images and one that I thought was more suited for the site, and am currently losing in this one as well. While I am not crushed and while I can totally rationalize
A couple weeks ago, I donated a mini-photo session and print to an antique car show. It took me longer to ready the shots for viewing once I took them than I wanted it to and one of my ADD snafus blew the timing a little, but I finally posted them. I know (or maybe I just think I know) that the recipients have seen the photos, but they haven't banged down my door to get the prints they won. In my infinite wisdom, I have decided that that means they don't like any of them. Really, though, we did just have a hurricane. Maybe they don't even have power.
This is the image I thought would do better in the second contest. |
Yes, this morning it's time to get in the car and head to Danielson after a quick stop at the furniture polish store and the frame store. If she has nothing to sell, she won't sell anything. Also on my list, email my session winners and ask when and what I can deliver. Freezing like a deer in the headlights is not going to help, though I did quickly sew a set of penguin-covered foot pajamas for one of my sons this week when I felt like I was a failure at photography. He should really like them. At least something good came of my bad week.