The following is a guest post by Amy Rizzo who writes an interesting take on overcoming perfectionism. I hope you will enjoy it.
But maybe I’m staking out your tulip tree.
There are very few mornings that I leave the house without my camera. I’ve always enjoyed taking pictures, but it’s only been this past year that I really started taking pictures with confidence. Not because I took a class or read a book, but because I let go of the idea of taking a good picture every time. I take thirty pictures, or more, a day sometimes and use maybe one of them. That’s the beauty of digital-I can erase everything if I want. There’s no commitment, and that frees me to take bad pictures. Without the pressure, I find that sometimes I capture a wonderful moment or a beautiful object.
It’s on my ‘to do’ list to take a class, but in the meantime I’m hiking around the park with the Baby Bear and the hound, snapping pics of the things we see. Usually it’s nature and takes me into the gardens and yards of neighbors. Most of them are friends, and I really try not to intrude. I know I must look odd, I hesitate to say lurking, but sometimes I end up crouching or craning around a side yard. I also try to call ahead to let my friends know that I’ll be walking around their house to photograph their camellias.
But if you see a woman with a baby, a dog and a camera stooped over to see the daffodils better while precariously balancing said baby, dog and camera, please don’t call the police. I’m not stalking you. It’s a good shot of your tulip tree that I’m after.
