Sunday, February 26, 2012
my hero & my camera
I'm not one of those people who can say in their bio that ever since a camera landed in my hands for the first time when I was eight, I knew what I wanted to do with my life blah blah blah. When I was little, I thought I wanted to be an interior designer. (This is why half of me still sighs when I think of decorating a future house.) And of course, before that, my goal in life was to get married when I was seventeen and have a thousand babies. I kid you not--my mom can testify to this fact. Thank goodness my plans have changed.
But over the past several years, I started borrowing my mom's camera more and more. Photo shoots with friends became normal with me, but to tell the truth, I had absolutely no clue what I was doing. I shot in auto, and I couldn't have told you what aperture was or how my shutter speed would affect my photograph. I just did it for fun, and I loved it.
Fifteen months ago, I started a blog. I discovered photographers, and I wanted to learn to do that--to take good photographs. I switched that camera into manual mode and began messing around with settings. I learned from people like Ruthie, who has honestly been a huge inspiration to me. (disclaimer: the reason you have heard about Ruthie a lot on my blog is because she is my hero. the end.)
Well, I've been saving up for a camera for a long, long time. And then even when I had saved up enough, it took me a long, long time to decide what I wanted. But finally, on Tuesday, a very good day in the life of Jenn, my camera arrived. It is a Canon Rebel T3i, and I love it. (it still needs a name, however. suggestions?) Ironically, I didn't get my memory card until two days after my camera, so I was forced to stare at it longingly without taking any pictures with it. When my card finally came as well, I was ecstatic.
Firsts are rather big with me, so I was determined to take a grand first photo with my brand spankin' new camera. The following photo in this post is that first one. I am satisfied. And then Cassie and I had a wee little photo shoot in the front yard directly (all photos in this post are from that little session).
Friday I went over to Ruthie's house, and we had another wee little photo shoot. There were two problems with this plan. One: it was already getting dark. Two: it was freezing. We had been having this rather mild weather, so we figured that when we went out into an open field in our dresses and cardigans, we'd be totally fine, right? Wrong.
The wind was whipping up a storm, and of course then it decided to snow as well. Our fingers went numb more than once and we were forced to scurry back to the heated car more than once to thaw them. But it was adventurous, that's for sure. Oh, and Ruthie posted the few good photos here, if you want to see them. In fact, please oh please go look, and please oh please comment on Ruthie's little post, because it would make her day, and consequently make my day, and then of course make your day (this it totally how life works, right?). And I'll give you...hmm....seven extra brownie points each for doing so. ;)
Yesterday, after spending the night with Ruthie, I went to a wedding with her. To photograph it. As her second shooter. Yes, I shot my first wedding! It was small and simple, and it went very smoothly, and I listened to whatever Ruthie dear told me to do, and kept taking pictures until I was quite hungry and begging my friend Zach (who was attending the wedding) to steal bread sticks for me. I am so, so grateful for the experience (have I ever mentioned that Ruthie is my hero? oh, shooting with her is so much fun).