I've shared before about my grandfather being a photographer... Well one of the things he did that I never understood until recently was to fill his home with art. All over the walls he hung art--photography and paintings. He moved two times in the past 9 years, once to downsize, and then once to assisted living. Each time he got situated in his new home, he instructed us to be sure to hang his art work for him. I didn't fully understand just how important that was until I hung my own images in December. I've been seriously into photography for a little under 4 years and I've NEVER hung any images on my walls--not my own, not any others. My walls have been bare wherever I've lived!
When I hung the few images you see here, it was an AHA! moment for me. As silly as it may sound, it wasn't until I saw my work hanging in my own home that I realized I was really a photographer and I'm actually not that bad:-)! It was the catalyst I needed to get serious about what I do--to pursue my business (and all my passions) with abandon. Without fear of failure or rejection!
Here you see a slice of my day. The only quiet part that I will have until probably 9 p.m. or so. The children have just finished one of their lessons and have gone off to play before we settle down for lunch. There is clutter around because I needed a place to store their things while I lay down new floors. Lots to do today and it feels good to be able to post an image early. Life is good!
Lesson: Live life to the fullest each day and live without regrets!