Showing posts with label daddy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daddy. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

To do today..

I've been pretty stressed lately..

We need to make 120 photos of lines this week. 20 each for: boundary, symbolic, implied, contour, directional and linear.. + I have plates to do for my other subjects too. ..helloOoo headaches!

As I was telling this to a new friend I talked to earlier, his response was: "At least you love what you do.." :)
Wow! That struck me so much 'cause this is what my dad told me before I decided I'd be a photographer. an excerpt from my finals speech for oralcom last term:




I’ve always been the curious type, always wanting to try everything. Even after I graduated from high school, I still didn’t know what course I wanted to take. A friend soundly pointed out, “You want a different course every single day. ” It was true. He should've asked what my favorite ice cream flavor was if he wanted a constant answer for weeks!;)




I wanted to be ala Mother Teresa to love, care and make the sick happy. *suuree.;P I wanted to be a mechanical engineer because a friend taking up that course said I could make my own shampoos and lotions if I studied that. I was even about to enter school with Management Information Systems as my course. AND I couldn’t even understand computer programming in high school! The one thing I knew for sure was that I really wanted to travel, and of course wanted to take photos of the places I actually step foot on. So in the one year I spent with my dad after high school, I studied photography online. I read the basics, tried the tips and tricks I gathered, even nagged my dad to take me to pretty places so I could practice. Even then, being a professional photographer never crossed my mind. Photography was just a hobby, a skill I wanted to have.




...Then one day, as we were having lunch in some kfc joint, my dad said, “If you love your job, you never have to work a single day in your life.” In my mind I was thinking, “uh-oh, even my dad’s getting frustrated. If he asks what I really want to be, I’ll say nurse! ‘cause he’s a nurse. Tell him what he wants to hear. I want to be like you dad!” But then he said, “If you like photography so much, why don’t you become a photographer?” “Thanks for adding another I-want-to-be to my career list Dad!” but I didn’t say that out loud. “Dad, do you really want me to take people’s id pictures and count 1, 2 to signal them to smile?” ‘Cause really those were the only professional photographers I knew. ..But my dad told me to think about it, and I did. I researched on it: life of photographers, not the id picture taking ones. Then I stumbled upon some wedding photographers’ blogs, followed them for a while. Then I realized Yes, I guess this is what I want to do.

In light of doing what I love, today I'll make sure that I enjoy my life!;D