A particular friend urged me to sign up for a photography class.
Oh, you’ll be fine, she said to my protests that there wasn’t an artistic bone in my body. Don’t worry, everyone is a beginner. she said to my worries that I’d be hopeless. Eek! They aren’t all beginners in my class, and they’re all bloody art students. I feel like I’m way out of my depth. By Monday, I need to have approximately 60 pictures for a contact sheet. I have about 6 shots that I might put on a contact sheet right now. 54 to go. Oh, and I need to find the artistic bone. No dirty interpretations please.
On a not unrelated note: Melissa, you’re awesome. Thanks for talking me into something that really is a challenge and believing that I’m up for the task.