The ever beautiful, Melissa Clason.
"She's an artist," I heard them saying from the opposite end of the counter. "I know she is, I've seen her work." The two women walked over to our table where my Faithful Sherpa and I were having dinner Saturday night. "Do you have your work at the Blue Goose?" they asked. "Are you an artist?"
"No, I'm not," I automatically answered.
"Honey, yes you are" my Faithful Sherpa immediately said.
It's funny how we all see each other. "The Artist," "The Photographer," "The DJ," The Writer," "The Actress." Yet, its more interesting to me how we see ourselves. I'm not an "artist" in my eyes. I'm just a knitter, with lots of friends around me to encourage me along the way.
Watching my life these past three years, unfold before my eyes, has been completely surreal. I feel like I'm watching someone else's life...over there, thinking. "Wow look at how cool her life is going." Not even connecting that it's actually my life.
I had two glasses of wine, before I called my friend Tim Eatherton, three years ago, and asked him if he would take photos of my work. Sometimes, you just need a little extra boost of courage. But I knew that this was going to be the start of something...that I was about to take a step into the unknown.
Tim's work is incredible, his skills are exceptional, and he makes it totally fun and allows us to be goofballs while capturing incredible photos!
But it wasn't just Tim's that made my work shine, but the combination of all of us involved in the beginning!
Joe Cocker was right!
I get by with a little help from my friends,
I get high with a little help from my friends,
Going to try with a little help from my friends.
As soon as Tim agreed to photograph my work, I went into full organization mode. I wasn't thinking about the fact that I was putting together a photo shoot for MY work, just that I was putting together a photo shoot. It was an event, and I'm used to putting together events.
I created my check lists, I got the necessary forms together, I found the locations, I organized the look and feel. But all along I really wasn't comprehending that it was my work that I was organizing.
At least not yet.
It was a little messy, but everything starts out messy!
I think it was the most fun I've ever had. I was moving so quickly that morning, solely by my excitement for the day.
"It's almost time," I shouted throughout the house. "we have to leave in 5 minutes" I said at 5:30 am. We wanted to catch the morning sunlight. It's the best time of the day to capture incredible photos, either first mornings light or sunset.
It was amazing how quickly the day flew by. Well, at least for me! And we were all exhausted by the end. We had been working since 6:00 am, and it was 1:30 in the afternoon. I had gotten stung by a bee, as well as Tim's little puppy Pepe. So we called it a wrap.
But it was the most incredible, magical, surreal experience I've ever had.
I can never thank you enough, Tim, Melissa, Shelley, Pooh, Ron, Galen, Mary and my Faithful Sherpa. Thank you for your encouragement, your excitement, your willingness to jump right in, and your ability to make my work come alive! My life has forever changed because of you, and I am eternally grateful.