But this has been such a hard, hard, hard and such a humbling experience. After working for my friend Rebecca years ago when I was pregnant with Gigi, I have been picky about photography because Rebecca was so extraordinarily talented. However, as much as my eyes may like good photography, I just can't get that to translate into any sort of skill on my part. The first few weeks of class I felt like the teacher was speaking a foreign language. On numerous occasions I was pretty sure that it was never going to make sense. On one occasion I melted into a heap of hopelessness and tears on the couch while I was trying to understand how to use a gray card. It has been so frustrating.
But by some miracle, things are starting to shift, and the language is becoming clear. I am finally figuring out how to take photos with my subject predictably in focus, and I am learning that my composition isn't always terrible (sometimes it is terrible, but not always). And I definitely have a deepened respect and awe for people who are talented in this area where I struggle so much. It is such a cool talent to have.
And so, here's to a hopeful many happy years with my camera. I've included a few photos I've taken for homework in the last few weeks - ones that I like for whatever reason. I hope that we can work well together to capture these years of growing a family!