For the next few days, I am going to answer some of the questions that I have been asked recently and one question that I am eager to answer is how I got started in business. How did I progress from snap happy mummy to photographer?
Well it all started a long, long time ago in a land far far away… okay, not THAT far, but far enough. I was studying journalism in my home town of Johannesburg, South Africa and one of my subjects was photojournalism. Back then it was all film and I borrowed my wonderful step-dad’s Minolta SLR camera in order to complete assignments. It was love at first click! I approached each assignment with gusto, learnt about processing in the dark room, learn about angles, textures and leading lines.
It wasn’t a very comprehensive course though – just the bare minimum to get us through so that we could all snap photos good enough to publish. But I loved that camera and played with the settings till my fingers bled…. ok, not quite – but it has a nice ring to it, no? Alas, I had to give the camera back at the end of the semester and it made its merry way back to the office where it lived. Then began my pining for a completely unafforable (for a student) SLR camera – that pining lasted many, many years.
Fast forward several years and I arrived in Australia with nothing but my clothes. I met my darling husband not long after, and he bought me my first… get this… ONE megapixel camera. Oh how I pined for a SLR. So he bought me a TWO megapixel camera. Oh how I pined (and now begged) for an SLR. So he bought me a fujifinepix… wow… I loved it. TWELVE Megapixels. But still, I pined for a SLR. Finally, one birthday four years ago he came home with a box big enough to fit an SLR. My heart skipped a beat, I tore the wrapping paper off, my heart skipped another beat… till I took a closer look. It was a Canon fixed lens zoom… it looked like an SLR, and according to darling hubby “it’s nearly an SLR”, it promised all the capabilites of an SLR, but… it wasn’t.
I still loved it though. I took thousands upon thousands of photos with it – but oh wasn’t I disappointed when despite everything I tried, I still could not achieve the look that Kristen Cook did when she snapped my darling Mia’s newborn shoot. Heck, I am still a million miles off. I really, really tried but I just wasn’t getting it. Finally, after much negotiation and manipulation (did I say manipulation, I meant… um.. oh alright, manipulation) on my part, Eddy came home with the Nikon D90 last March.
To say I was over the moon was an understatement. I was beside myself and the photos it took on AUTO… WOW! But I wanted more than auto… I wanted full control. I signed up to forums, bought books, stalked photographers and learnt as much as I could. It became an obession, a passion that has not yet dwindled. And each time I learnt something new, I was in awe. Then I met my wonderful, amazing, giving, incredible mentor, Wende. She injected something into me that I didn’t have before – confidence! She gave me assignment after assignment to help me learn. She pushed me to know my camera inside and out and she told me I needed new models, hahaha.
So… I put the word out. I needed models. I got the most wonderful models I could ever hope for and I discovered something else – I LOVED bringing out the best in them. I LOVED capturing every moment. I LOVED spending time with them. I WANTED to be a photographer. This is what I wanted to do… and I did. I continue learning more every day. Wende still gives me assignments and tells me if my work is not up to scratch… and so do the others.,.. the secret society… you know who you are. SHHHHHHH! But I am always learning. I attend workshops. I stalk blogs. I practice and I learn. I hope to grow more as a photographer with each and every shoot and I am grateful to each and every one of my clients for being so incredibly amazing.
So there’s my story. I hope at least one person out there finds it inspirational.
And because I can’t post without sharing some images, here are some piccies of my darling Mia from these evening – fresh out of daycare in her daggy clothes… but she’s my Mia and I love her more than life itself!