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that I'm an artist. I mean I guess I've always known it, but I've never really said it. Until today...
I was talking with a co-worker about a frame that someone left as a takeaway in our corporate kitchen.
I said, "Well, I took it because I'm a Photographer and I'm always looking for frames."
Internally, I gasped and chastised myself. What?! A Photographer?! Who are you kidding?!
Then I thought. I am. I am a Photographer. Maybe I'm not getting paid, but I am. I. AM.
So there's that. Maybe I'm faking it until I make it, but I've been told so much lately about how fantastic my photos are, that maybe I should really think about this.
Sure, I have a lot to learn, but hell, who doesn't?
I am a Photographer.
I am an artist.
Sugar, you most definitely are. You have an eye for this stuff. You really do. This is not just I'm-being-supportive-cuz-you're-my-sister.
ReplyDeleteThank you. :) you're very sweet.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fantastic realization! We all get there eventually. Congratulation on arriving at yours.
ReplyDeleteGood for you!
ReplyDeleteYour pics are whimsical and lovely.
Right on! Go you!
ReplyDeleteThanks, you guys!
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