I like to take pictures. I've been shooting for more than half my life. I'm completely self-taught. It was a serious hobby and then I went to law school and I stopped all together only taking my camera out on vacations and at weddings. In an effort to find a creative outlet, I picked it up again about four years ago. I realized how much I missed it. I had never shared my work before and I always shot film. I switched to digital and I joined Flickr after a friend suggested it and I became completely hooked.
I've been thinking about starting a blog for ages. I opened this blogger account over two years ago and then I just forgot about it. When I first opened the account, my idea was to write randomly about whatever came to mind or not to write at all and just post photos. However, I was working so many hours that the idea sort of died as quickly as it was born. My husband and I went up to Boston yesterday and we were having dinner at our friend's restaurant and I started talking about it. It wasn't entirely random that I would bring it up. We were talking with our friend, K, about life changes and taking risks and timing (they say it's everything, and they're right). Almost a year ago, when I first left my job as a corporate lawyer, I thought about starting the blog to post photos of my non-working summer. I had never had so much time in between jobs (three months!) and I thought about blogging about it. Again, it flew in and out of my mind. I first thought about titling this post "The Reluctant Blogger".
I left my job as a corporate attorney at a NYC law firm to work part-time with my family's business and to pursue a career as a photographer. Gulp. It was scary. In some ways, it still is. Sometimes I still cannot believe that I did it...still. My friend, K, did something similar several years ago when he left his Wall Street job to pursue his passion and dream of opening a restaurant. Incidentally, my friend S who introduced me to K, also left his job as corporate lawyer to focus on his growing business. My friends inspire me.
With hindsight everything seems clearer. This is obvious. At the time, not so much. Also obvious. I just felt like I needed something different and I knew that I could take the steps toward achieving that "thing" if I just took the risk, left something familiar that I thought I was getting pretty good at, and tried it. All around me people were changing their lives and making choices that worked for them. Why couldn't I? If it turned out to be an error, I at least would know that I had made an attempt. Again, this is much clearer now but not so much when I was actually going through with it.
So, this afternoon on the drive back down to New York I started to think about my dormant blog. I started to get excited (and nervous) about writing and I started thinking about what my first post would be about. I also became excited about having a new place, other than Flickr, where I've been a member for almost two years, and my soon-to-be launched website, to post photos. So, I stopped thinking about it and here I am, writing to no one in particular and about to click on the "Publish Post" button for the first time.
Even if it took me a while to get here, I suppose the important thing for me is that I've started...
I like to take pictures. No, actually, I love to take pictures. If you somehow made your way to this, I hope you enjoy...