Last week I took a photography class. I bought a Nikon d5000 last year, but I haven't done much with it. To be honest, all those buttons and knobs overwhelm me. I don't remember being overwhelmed by my Olympus OM10 in 1981. Fast-forward 30 years ... Is the root problem the exponential number of settings, or is it my advanced age? (maybe a little of both.)
The class was filled with folks like me, except they were all quite a bit more experienced.
My mind keeps going back to that class. Lens littering the floor, people pulling flashes and flash covers out of their bags, passing and sharing their favorite gear. I remember smiling to myself, and I'm still smiling to myself, at the thought that all my classmates ~ all those fabulous, creative people ~ love life so much, they can't wait to snap a really good picture of it.
Sometimes the world appears bleak. We're in the depths of winter. It's cold outside. The wind is howling. The limbs on the trees appear bare and lifeless. But in the midst of the cold and dark and dreary, strangers are encouraging each other's creative endeavors. They're sharing their talents. And they're recording the beauty that surrounds us. Thank goodness.
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