Kind of Perfect

This weeks assignment is, well, kind of perfect.

I guess-- since, you know, we're four weeks into the semester (what?!?)-- I should introduce myself and the theme of this blog.

By the title one can assume that the content (that I'm putting out there to engage the internet as a producer-- mere consuming will no longer do. That's according to "the Reverend" Jim Groom) will revolve around photography. What scares me about that, friends, is the standard involved in engaging one's self in "Photography." Capital P.

It means taking myself seriously, right? I should be confident in my ability and all. Photographers have people hire them to create images of their lives and happenings.

I believe people are constantly creating their own images of life and happening. The camera need not be involved for that. And for that matter, neither should a photographer be hired as a third party. An event is no more special for having a picture of it. Does that make me a better or worse photographer?

I think it hardly makes me a capital P photographer at all.

It just makes me  person who loves life. A grown-ass girl who believes in a God-- and Son and Holy Spirit-- that gives life. And Who takes it away. Who is to be praised.

It makes me a 21 year old who loves people and home and adventures and fun. Who is compelled by stories and concerned with hurt. I'm a college student who doesn't want building-block experiences to go unnoticed or unappreciated.

I'm not creating the images. That's taken care of. But I long to capture them. To, you know, make it last longer. Whatever it happens to be on a given day. You never know.

I'm not the best editor, I haven't a lick of official instruction on how to operate my camera, and I often take 20 shots to get 2 good ones. That's on a good day. But I have things worth cherishing. And so I do. With my heart. Then with my lens. Hopefully with my words.

That's where the blog thing is, well, kind of perfect.