My friend Laura calls me a “Jill of all Trades.”
I think she means it as a compliment, but I’m not totally sure.
I do indeed have a menagerie of random skills that speak more to my A.D.D. than to any special prowess. Laura finds it mildly entertaining… my ability to use a toilet auger, sprout alfalfa seeds under my kitchen sink, repair a small engine, save a choking child, and knit a prayer shawl all on the same day. Sure, it looks good on paper, but you know what they say… “Jill of all trades, master of none.” That is me. Hi. I’m Jill.
I’ve always admired the people who can focus on one goal and hone one craft or skill. Like Laura and photography. This girl is seriously talented. And she’s living the dream… building her own photography biz on her own terms. You should book her now before she gets super famous and can’t fit you into her busy schedule.
As for me, photography isn’t really my thang. I have a Nikon D40 that my sweet husband bought for me a few years ago so I’d stop whining about missing every shot due to the long delay on the tiny little pocket Olympus I was borrowing from my 7 year old son. This past Christmas he bought me my first big-girl lens: an AF-S DX VR Zoom-Nikkor 55-200mm f/4-5.6G IF-ED. I have no idea what that means, but it takes real pretty pictures. Like this:
That’s my little girl, playing in the big snow last week in the cute-as-can-be kitty hat her Grandma bought her. I don’t know if this is what the pros call depth of field, but I love the soft gray background and all the different sized snow flakes.
I’m still trying to figure out how to work the dang zoom…
Ooops. Too close. How ’bout that booger just clinging to the nose hair in his left nostril?! Sorry hon.
Now this one turned out just right:
That’s Ike. He’s waiting for a meter reader to chew on. Look at his cute little gray beard. He takes after his mama.
I have so much to learn… like how to capture motion. Sometimes I can get a good shot:
But usually not:
That’s my youngest having oodles of fun with an empty 7-Up bottle. Please don’t tell all my relatives who sent him a metric ton of real toys for Christmas.
And don’t get me started on how much I need to learn about lighting and shadows.
Ouch… that just hurts. Look at his cute little face behind those dark window pane shadows. He was so proud of himself for trying a green smoothie that looked SO GROSS but tasted soooo good. Damn. That could have been such a cute photo if I spent less time making green smoothies and more time reading Photography for Dummies.
So, just wanted to put it out there that if you are looking for one of those Mommy Blogs with gorgeous, artful photography like The Pioneer Woman (my fave!), you are totally barking up the wrong tree. The most artful photo I ever took was when Ike ate that box of crayons… For the record, Laura took the lovely “before” photo of the crayons and I took the “after” photo of the rainbow colored doggie doo. Classy. I know.
Mostly I’m just a blissfully ignorant novice, which is par for the Jill of All Trades course. But once in a while, through the grace of God, I am in the right place, at the right time, with the right lens, and the camera on the right setting. And when that happens, I can see the light! Literally.
“I saw the Spirit come down like a dove from heaven and remain upon him.”
– John 1:32
Can I get an Amen?!
Thanks for reading,
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