May I just say- that amongst all the excitement of starting a new career- the thought of becoming a Mother is even more exciting!
As a disclaimer for this blog: I can say with a fair ammount of certainty that I will be posting information about my pregnancy amongs all of the other photography jibber-jabber.
How could I not?! It's kind of a big deal.
Today I noticed that my belly is starting to round out the way an actual pregnant woman's belly does! Soon it will become more obvious to the average observer that I am actually pregnant and not just eating way too much pasta! (...However, both of these statements would currently be correct).
Our next ultra-sound scan is in another two weeks. We are hoping to find out the gender of our un-born child that day! Both Chris and I decided early on that we want to find out as soon as possible if we're having a little boy or a little girl. It's one of the things we DO agreee on. Unlike baby names. Chris has also decided that our baby will play rugby. No matter what. So I'm hoping if we have a daughter she's not afraid to break a nail.
Monday, March 29, 2010
And JUST like that!
I have a job!
Backing up a few months- Chris and I moved to Sydney in early January.
My plan was to immediately start looking for work.
Enter pregnancy (in other words... enter nausea & fatigue!) For over two months I simply could not muster up the energy to seriously job-hunt. It's a full time job, job-hunting! And as each day passed I felt more and more guilty and down about my lack of work.
My mind was saying "Let's get a MOVE on here Jackson!" but my body was saying "Um HELLO! You're growing a tiny person inside you. You just need a big ol' NAP!"
Fast forward to March. Two whole months of resting- a lot of eating crackers- and the onset of complete insanity and boredom. I finally began feeling more myself (physically) so I sent out a few emails to photographers in the Maroubra area. I let them know that I had arrived in Sydney. And that I was a photographer. And that they needed my help. Yes they did.
Did I think this first real attempt at making contact with the "working world" would... work?
Not really.
But two weeks later as I was lugging four heavy bags of groceries down the street I got a phone call.
Israel Smith, a successful family portrait photographer in Coogee wanted to meet with me! He liked some of the work I'd attached to my email, he was cool with the fact that I was currently pregnant, and he sounded REALLY nice!
Two hours later I was sitting in his studio having a lovely chat and a shortbread biscuit (which he informed me his Mother-in-law had made). The conversation made me buzz with excitement. We talked about photography and family and he was very interested to hear more about these two dogs I mentioned?! He eventually asked me to come on board with his team. If I said yes, I would become part of a small group (3) of new photographers who Israel would train in family portraiture and eventually hire to do shoots under his business's name.
What an opportunity!
Of course I said YES!
Backing up a few months- Chris and I moved to Sydney in early January.
My plan was to immediately start looking for work.
Enter pregnancy (in other words... enter nausea & fatigue!) For over two months I simply could not muster up the energy to seriously job-hunt. It's a full time job, job-hunting! And as each day passed I felt more and more guilty and down about my lack of work.
My mind was saying "Let's get a MOVE on here Jackson!" but my body was saying "Um HELLO! You're growing a tiny person inside you. You just need a big ol' NAP!"
Fast forward to March. Two whole months of resting- a lot of eating crackers- and the onset of complete insanity and boredom. I finally began feeling more myself (physically) so I sent out a few emails to photographers in the Maroubra area. I let them know that I had arrived in Sydney. And that I was a photographer. And that they needed my help. Yes they did.
Did I think this first real attempt at making contact with the "working world" would... work?
Not really.
But two weeks later as I was lugging four heavy bags of groceries down the street I got a phone call.
Israel Smith, a successful family portrait photographer in Coogee wanted to meet with me! He liked some of the work I'd attached to my email, he was cool with the fact that I was currently pregnant, and he sounded REALLY nice!
Two hours later I was sitting in his studio having a lovely chat and a shortbread biscuit (which he informed me his Mother-in-law had made). The conversation made me buzz with excitement. We talked about photography and family and he was very interested to hear more about these two dogs I mentioned?! He eventually asked me to come on board with his team. If I said yes, I would become part of a small group (3) of new photographers who Israel would train in family portraiture and eventually hire to do shoots under his business's name.
What an opportunity!
Of course I said YES!
Monday, March 1, 2010
I am a photographer? (question mark)
I'm wondering: At what stage does a person who has graduated with a diploma in photoimaging go from being a student to a photographer?!
It's a funny thing to go from taking photos to actually calling yourself a photographer. Proffesionally.
How do you actually back up calling yourself a photographer?
This blog aims to document my journey into a new career. In a different country. With a husband, two dogs, and all the other un-predictable components of life that will come along the way. I'll discuss the lessons involved, the experiences I have, and some of the highs and lows that are all part-in-parcel of a major life change.
And chances are good that there will be some other random life stories and thoughts thrown in along the way... :)
It's a funny thing to go from taking photos to actually calling yourself a photographer. Proffesionally.
How do you actually back up calling yourself a photographer?
This blog aims to document my journey into a new career. In a different country. With a husband, two dogs, and all the other un-predictable components of life that will come along the way. I'll discuss the lessons involved, the experiences I have, and some of the highs and lows that are all part-in-parcel of a major life change.
And chances are good that there will be some other random life stories and thoughts thrown in along the way... :)
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