It's Me

Thanks to my close friend and fellow writer, Traci Robison, I now have some much needed head shots to update my profile.  As a photographing enthusiast myself, it felt odd stepping in front of the camera.  My knowledge of angles and lighting should have aided me but in truth, it was little help once the posing began.  Smile, but don’t be fake.  Try not to squint your eyes so much.  Chin up; chin down.  I’m not one of those people who devotes time on self-image, so I began to feel very self-conscience; and that is when it happened. On a breezy Friday afternoon, at a city park just beyond a major street, I stood somewhat hidden amongst a grove of pine trees, feeling beyond ridiculous dressed in my field hat and fake fur collar – adorned with too much makeup…when a middle aged man passed before us traveling along the bike trail pulling a child’s wagon which held nothing but some sort of engine.  And suddenly it dawned on me that no matter how odd I looked, that moment in the park, had to be one of the most surreal events of the day.  I’m not sure why the man was using a child’s wagon to transport his engine through the park but the humorous voice in my head wants to believe he was simply taking it for a stroll – giving new meaning to ‘airing out your engine’.  Either way, the encounter helped me move past my self-conscience attitude and yielded an afternoon of giggling and fun.  Finally, some 500 shots later, I now have a portfolio I can use as I pursue my publication dreams.  Thanks Traci.