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Crazy how many unposted shots I have
I can be frickin poetic too, love 🌷
What’s a “good job”? Is there even a definition for that?! I think the prestige and allure of working in the Fortune 500 companies is so strong that smaller companies and even own businesses are often under looked and/ or viewed as second rated jobs. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
My take on it is this. If you enjoy what you do, if you strike a balance (or compromise) between your financial and professional goals, you have a “good job”. It shouldn’t be about other people’s opinions. It should be about you. Are you happy what you do?
"Every day we make deposits in the memory banks of our children" – Charles R Swindoll
This weeks mind exercise is all about reminding myself that I don’t need to have it all figured out to move forward. Focusing on blossoming into a badass woman with more faith than fear✨
“Desert Blooms - Lesson II” - Shooting plants is a new to me. I’m coasting on a learning curve at the moment, unable to find my groove shooting sweeping landscapes at the moment. This annoys me. My sister overhears my complaining on the phone to a friend and chimes in,
“Sweeping landscapes are boring!”
I laugh because I get why she feels this way…
Yesterday, at the Borrego Springs Art Fair, a few photographers exhibited—mostly their landscapes. I noticed that, while the prints were gorgeous, most people didn’t buy. I certainly didn’t. Truth? I don’t even have one of my OWN images, let alone a picture of my son, hanging in my house—because I’m a lazy, bad mom. But if I were to hazard a guess as to why Kelly said this, I’d say our childhood made us HIGHLY subjective regarding landscapes. And it’s not the photog’s fault either. See, we grew up in 70’s America, when mural wall paper was a thing. They came in two motifs: mountain scape or fall-colored birch trees. Thankfully, it went by the way of green shag carpeting, shag haircuts… shag everything, really.
As such perhaps it’s impossible for us to view landscapes and not immediately envision them on the wall of a pub-adorned wreck room with a Pabst sign on the wall and a copious beer can collection. My sincere apologies to the amazing landscape photographers out there. I mean NO disrespect. It’s just that we can’t help what triggers our PTSD (Post Traumatic Seventies Disorder)!
So, I’m shooting mostly close ups…for now But this poses another challenge—proper perspective. I don’t always have a change on hand, so my hand—unsightly as it is—had to suffice. I’ve already posted some of the more popular flowers people look for here—larger ones you can see from a distance. But so much of the superbloom consists of shaggy green carpets of TINY, itty-bitty baby flower buds that require you get on your stomach to fully appreciate them your camera. But I don’t mind…until a rogue Cholla cactus baby impales me. Sweeping landscapers revenge? Hmmm... More about this hazard later…
(©2019 Miranda Remington)
“I have an entire forest living inside me and you have carved your initials into every tree. - Pavana.” 💫 Start the week in nature under towering redwood tipis perhaps 🌿✨
The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along დ
The calm before the storm
Shot on Fujifilm X-T2 with Fujinon 10-24mm