That capital letter.
I like to document. As is evidence of this little ole blog that's been here for forever. I also like to take pictures. I even like (no, love) to edit them and work in LightRoom messing around for hours. It's like my little slice of heaven in my computer.
And a lot of you have said really sweet, encouraging and uplifting things to me about my photos. But, I have to admit, it makes me a teeny, tiny bit self-concious. The real Photographers? I don't want them laughing at me. Because I most certainly don't go around acting like I'm One Of Them. I have a beautiful little girl I like taking pictures of, and a borderline obsession with editing, and that's about it.
I'm okay with just being a photographer. While I went to college for art, and took classes in photography, and am somewhat educated in it--I most certainly don't have the equipment to be, you know, a real Photographer. Although? I look, all the time. And I might drool a little over a new camera, and lenses. Because, I'm human. Sadly, the thousands of dollars I would need to make that happen just isn't my current reality.
Anyway. All this to say, that no matter what? In my little world, in my house, I'm the photographer. Capital letter's aside.
And I decided to put my insecurities aside, and be a part of the Paper Mama's Photo Competition. Because, why not?
This time, it's to submit your best shot of a child. And? Of course, my only child would definitely be my girl, Emeline.
But I need your help. Which one should I submit? I'm toying between these two right now. Help a sister out, please?
Bath? Or Birthday? (or maybe some other photo you've seen & loved? help!)