I'm Only Sleeping

Most of the time, I hurry through my assignments for work. I am the photographer for the School of Health and Human Services, and most of what I have to shoot is completely foreign to me since I am used to directing pretty people in pretty clothes. For work, I point the camera and push down the shutter and it's almost mindless. And I am disappointed in myself for not having this gift of being able to make the most of every photographic situation. I am timid, yes... and maybe too painfully uninterested in every day life.

But every now and then I walk away with an image or two that I like.

Maybe I am too obsessed with an ideal and a fantasy. And perfection that isn't really even there.

Gimme Shelter

These images were shot for a mock-up article in TIME on the housing crisis in America (a class assignment in which students choose an issue, a publication, and a means of illustrating the issue). I had a blast with the shoot, but it was a lot of physical labor carrying household furnishings into fields and in and out of the woods. Luckily, all of the furniture was donated/came from my home, and I had Charles and his mighty manpower to assist me in all the carrying and car loading. My poor little Sundance barely made it to Stroud's Run and back, but that's another story for another day -- and the general theme of my life, don'tcha know.

The tilt-shift lens makes me drool, but the price makes me cry. It is so expensive to be a photographer, and I have been poor my entire life, even more so now that I am trying to maintain a portfolio, promote myself, and look for work in metropolitan areas. I have never been of the impression that the gear makes the photographer, but I am extremely insecure about my financial resources in this field. I look for a light every day, and I hope the gods are kind to me when I leave the ivory tower of Ohio University.

In other news, I need to stop staying up past my bedtime.

Park Here

There are several photos I'd love to share, particularly of new class work, but the Lord's truth is that I'm just too lazy for my own good. I am unmotivated to organize and edit new photos. I am unmotivated to work on my portfolio web site. I am unmotivated to study for a mid-term, or to drink my cup of hot tea, to put on my pajamas, or to wash my face for bed. But, here is a glimpse, just to fill up some time and space, as I observe my boyfriend next to me, faithfully updating his blog with fresh new eye candy.