Weekly Photo Challenge: Beginning

silent, snowy night
silent, snowy night

This is my first image of 2014, a year in which I have challenged myself to expand and hone my photography skills. So I stepped into my boots, and stepped outside. With my camera and flash in hand I attempted to capture the beauty of a tree on a winter’s night – naked except for the cloak of newly fallen snow …

Dreams Take Form

Yesterday after two months of heated discussions about what should go where, which walls should be painted or not, what if anything needed to be done to the bare concrete floors, blood , sweat, tears and recriminations AND many a destroyed spider web, we held a show. My partner in life and in art, Dave and I, held a show at our new studio – Art 101/Introduction to Art.

Our space is in the lower level of an artists community called The Arts Exchange – a wonderfully repurposed old elementary school. A classroom sized space on the basement level, LL2 was inhabited for years by a woodworker who had not used the space for quite some time before we moved in. It needed work, and blood, sweat, and tears – and boy did we oblige!

Our months of effort culminated in two sleepless nights preparing for Open Exchange – the annual open studio event. Dave was finishing up hanging the work even as visitors were strolling through – giving it a nice sense of normalcy, of seeing artists at work, or being late….

When he was finished I stepped outside. Coming back into the studio I was taken aback by the awesomeness (no other word describes it) of what we had accomplished together. We may be physically located on the lower level, but in that moment I felt and still feel like we are in the penthouse suite. We can see the world from here. Our dreams have taken form. And the possibilities – on the horizon where our dreams and our reality merge, are infinite.

Thank you friends for coming through and adding even more texture and dimension to our dreams. To those who could not make it, we extend an invitation and welcome you to Art 101.

This new path

A few days ago I participated in Atlanta Celebrates Photography’s annual portfolio review. I can’t fully explain how impactful an experience it was. To be one of fifty photographers from all over the country chosen to participate was an honor. I learned from and was inspired by those photographers, and received unparalleled advice from experts in the field – professors and gallery owners, curators and renowned magazine editors and the like. The experience exceeded my expectations. The professional insights were invaluable and will help me improve my approach to my work. Someone told me that it was extremely ballsy to put my work out there for that kind of scrutiny. It didn’t feel ballsy. It felt scary and exhilarating all at once. It felt good to receive some validation that this new path, one that is far removed from Business School and the machinations of the corporate world, is the right path for me. I AM a photographer.

Musings: Jackson Patterson’s Recollected Memories

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