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Originally, I hand-colored all of the flamingos pink. They looked … so … something. Plain? Boring? Expected? I don’t know. Just not right. So I removed all of that color – the joy of working with chalks! – and instead went with the rainbow flamingos. This scan doesn’t even do them justice – they turned out very nice in person.
They are now sitting in my Photo I portfolio that I turned in today. I went in yesterday to develop my last two rolls of film. I exchanged minimal words with my instructor, and he was back to normal. Well, what I thought was normal all semester long until Tuesday. I forgot to mention that at one point a few weeks ago he made some quip to me about something – the usual banter that goes on in a lab class like that – and said to me that he was glad he knew me well enough to say what he said. (I think it was something about a joke they had just made on the radio. His comment stuck with me a lot more than the context.)
I think that was part of what bothered me so much the other day. I felt as though I had met another photography lover, something that brings a common bond between anyone with a passion for their art. Knitters? We have a bond. Photographers? We have a bond. Although looking at it now, I realize the bonds are different. Both are arts, but knitters share their passion so freely – while some photographer guard it so close and can be quite snooty about other people’s work. You don’t see this in the knitting world. If I come across a new knitter, I welcome them – no matter what. I do not critique their work. I value it. I am the same way with photographers, but the lesson that has been driven home by this experience is that not everyone feels that way.
I refuse to be a skeptic though. I refuse to let it get me down. I will still embrace all photographers, because as I said the other day – we all have something to learn from one another. Knitters have taught me this lesson time and time again. No matter what your skill level is in any craft, there is something that I can learn from you.
My other lesson for today? To remember to love your inner geek, your inner freak, your little quirks – whatever it is that makes you who you are. Don’t let the world smother that part of you, but instead you need to set it free.
My last two Biology tests are over now. I made a B on the lab practical, and I am confident that I will make a B on the exam too. I’m down to three final exams on Tuesday, Wednesday and maybe Thursday of next week (depending on whether or not I take the photo final on Wednesday or Thursday), and then the semester is done. For tonight, I am going to enjoy some needed down time. Tomorrow there will be the MOMs group, studying, and then we will get together with Daysies to have dinner and wish her well as she moves off to Dallas. I still can’t believe she is leaving – I’m just glad she will always just be a phone call away.