1. I don’t want to be a professional photographer. I don’t want to be a fashion photographer or a fashion model. I don’t want to make photos for magazines or for weddings. I don’t want to take pictures of dogs or children or flowers. I don’t want to always be pretty and smile in pictures. I don’t want to be perfect and put together and in control. I don’t want to put restrictions on what I do or who I am in my photographs. I don’t want to be who you want me to be. I haven’t wanted anyone to pay me for making something just for them. I’ve wanted people to enjoy what I have made for myself. I want to be unafraid. I don’t want to ever stop. If I am 80 years old and shuffling arthritic limbs out of quick jersey-knit shirts near open hotel windows at dusk with my camera pointed at me, I’ll know I have done everything that I had intended to do and possibly quite a bit more. I don’t want to be a professional photographer. I don’t want to be a fashion photographer or a fashion model. I don’t want to make photos for magazines or for weddings. I don’t want to take pictures of dogs or children or flowers. I don’t want to always be pretty and smile in pictures. I don’t want to be perfect and put together and in control. I don’t want to put restrictions on what I do or who I am in my photographs. I don’t want to be who you want me to be. I haven’t wanted anyone to pay me for making something just for them. I’ve wanted people to enjoy what I have made for myself. I want to be unafraid. I don’t want to ever stop. If I am 80 years old and shuffling arthritic limbs out of quick jersey-knit shirts near open hotel windows at dusk with my camera pointed at me, I’ll know I have done everything that I had intended to do and possibly quite a bit more.

    I don’t want to be a professional photographer. I don’t want to be a fashion photographer or a fashion model. I don’t want to make photos for magazines or for weddings. I don’t want to take pictures of dogs or children or flowers. I don’t want to always be pretty and smile in pictures. I don’t want to be perfect and put together and in control. I don’t want to put restrictions on what I do or who I am in my photographs. I don’t want to be who you want me to be. I haven’t wanted anyone to pay me for making something just for them. I’ve wanted people to enjoy what I have made for myself. I want to be unafraid. I don’t want to ever stop. If I am 80 years old and shuffling arthritic limbs out of quick jersey-knit shirts near open hotel windows at dusk with my camera pointed at me, I’ll know I have done everything that I had intended to do and possibly quite a bit more.

    • February 27, 2012 at 12:29am
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