One For You, One For Me

So I got a call around 3:30 today that we'd need a feature shot of Jeremiah Johnson for this week's "Game Day." I'd have to make it after they practiced, around 5. Here's where this always goes wrong. Players don't look tough or cool or even happy after practices. They look tired. Other problems: Practice uniforms. They don't pop. In this case, they look like they don't even fit! Practice fields are also notoriously boring and cluttered. And to top it call off, you usually have about 5 minutes with the players before you're being told to move along.

Actually, there are probably too many problems to list. The point is, I created a photo that I know is a failure. What happened is what usually happens. I start to feel the pressure of my time limit, I start focusing on all these "problems" and my anxiety goes through the roof. Cold sweats and all. So then I lose track of all the things I really know to pay attention to and take care of.

It started raining again, which was fitting the mood I was in. But then it stopped and there was this beautiful light pouring into my apartment where I was about to fall asleep. I realized I needed to get outside and just enjoy the day by myself. So I hopped in my car and wasted a bit of gas in a fit of self-indulgence. And while I was out, enjoying the drive and the sun, I made this photo. Nothing special really, but it made me feel good again. Now I'm not really a metaphorical person, but all that rain letting up just in time for a shiny new sunset felt real nice.