i remember the days of getting up and only thinking about taking pictures quite fondly. especially since there have really only been a handful of them. these days, i am busy raising two beautiful girls and working, but the urge to be creative is always there. having ideas and making them happen isn't usually easy. working on a personal project is often sabotaged by the buzzer on the dryer or a rumbling tummy or loses a battle against my need for sleep.
when i was offered the opportunity to take photos for my beloved employer, fish, i got really excited to pick up my camera and really nervous about how to do it. food photography turns out to be a stroll down a yellow brick road. i was terrified of a beast that sort of sat there, not trying to harm me at all. and it sits there. funny jokes, helpful directives, all wasted on an inanimate objects.
it's a work in progress. and a labor of love.
