Right now I sit at my desk, late in the evening. A piece of cheese sitting to my left. A fizzy gin on my right. A bag of mustard gluten free mustard pretzels spilled next to my feet on the hardwood floor. Ones that taste like cardboard, but I thought maybe they would be a great snack while I was in the healthy grocery store the other day….. I don’t actually buy food there though, and the mustard pretzels were a mistake. But I keep eating them because…they are there. Off the stupid floor.
Music is blaring. Always.
The photos in a photographers life…. a highlight reel. I like that analogy. We have a way of making life look good, even when it’s messy. When there is a perpetual pile of clothes behind the bathroom door, we can make them look pretty, like we put them there on purpose…. in reality that’s a hamper to us…the floor that is.
This time of year becomes that scene multiplied by one thousand. I sit glued to the computer for days at a time only coming up for air, cheese and gin. And kombucha (something else I randomly picked up from the healthy store, because it was carbonated and I stopped drinking Coke 5 years ago, and the fizzy drinks are a huge source of happiness. Even the fermented kind. And I imagine the liter of fermentation I drink every day is probably not that good for me. Neither is the 3 pots of coffee.)
I come up for air to take beautiful photos of beautiful people. (All my people are beautiful. Seriously. I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!, and if you know me I’m yelling that and holding my hand in the air with the “I LOVE YOU sign” )
And that is my saving grace.
Those few hours with them.
Thank you beautiful people. You are why I do what I do.
And why I eat mustard cardboard from the ground.
These are just a few things about me.
This time of year.
This year.