Toward the end of February, I started to hit a plateau on my Photo of the Day inspiration. I felt like I was forcing it too much and ending up with crap or filler pictures. I’ve decided to challenge myself a little and give assignments each month. The month of March will be self portrait. Dive right in I say. Why start small? Selfies are going to be very difficult for me. I don’t find myself very photogenic in some aspects. I vow it won’t be a month of pictures in the bathroom mirror, cuz, that’s so myspace.
I’m hoping to artfully jump out of my comfort zone, and come from behind the lens. I am not one of those vain, “Look at me, look at me” people. I’m actually very shy. This challenge is two fold in that I will have to step out of my norm, and I’m hoping to learn a thing or two about my camera and photography. This month is going to be a busy one. The challenge will get harder as the month progresses, and the few ideas I have are used up. Hopefully, as I progress through the month, more will come to me.
I have a trigger remote control on order. I’m also hoping to get a new camera lens in a month or two, after I teach a few more knitting classes and save up a little. I’m looking forward to getting to know my camera better. Practice, practice, practice.
So who’s going to do the challenge with me?
Oh right, I do have a blog. I might pay more attention to it, eh?
Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it. ~Ferris Bueller
I’d love this post to be about how I have stopped to look around. Instead it’s about new endeavors and adding even more. This time it is something for me. I’ve started to teach a few knitting classes. Well, one to be exact. I enjoyed it and I think I will keep at it for a while.
I thought I was supposed to be nervous. I wasn’t. I’m not really a public speaker. I’m used to talking to little kids, but these were adults. Luckily the cap on the class is six people. I didn’t feel like I was really public speaking, and rather just sitting and knitting with friends. Only they were strangers and didn’t know how to knit. Yet. The part that made it so much easier then in high school when I had to get up in front of people was the fact that I knew my subject material. Knitting. Knit. ting. Playing with yarn and pointy sticks. I got that.
I admit the beginning was a little bit whonky. I hadn’t really thought about how to begin. I fumbled a little starting out. Notes. Notes are a good thing. I just started at the beginning and before I knew it, I had six people casting on, knitting and purling. And then I taught them how to bind off their little piece of success and sent them on their way. Hopefully, they will continue and become knittas.
I was pleased to have a few of the students thank me at the and actually tell me it was a really good class. Eeep. < internal Snoopy dance >
And so to celebrate my first class success, I came home and sewed myself an apron to wear to the next class. I found that the borrowed apron I wore today was crucial. I kept my notes in it and was able to shove my ball of yarn in it as I walked around helping the students. I could demonstrate and not fumble with the yarn and the needles and stuff.
Thank you to my loving husband for playing Mom’s (or rather Dad’s) Taxi today and shuffled the kids off to basketball, lunch and haircuts. Thank you to my dear friend Idyllicchick for the apron loaner. It somehow gave me the confidence I needed. And by all means, thanks to my other just as dear friend, Lor for the zombie fabric link. Amazing fabric is amazing.
However today, my boy made a basket in the game. I have to admit, It was very cool! I think it was his first one in two years. He’s actually pretty doomed sports-wise. He was born to two of the least sporty people on the planet. But he tries hard. He has fun out there. And that’s all that matters.
Nuthin’ but net!