My arms stretch up and back behind me, making a crescent moon out of my back.
I let out an exhausted moan as I move into another pose, my body stiff from so many hours at the desk.
That is how long it has been since my last blog update.
Not that I haven’t had anything to say. On the contrary, I have gobs to talk about. Volumes of stories, thoughts, opinions, and revolutions, that have just faded into the ether because I have been too busy to blog.
Trust me, I am not complaining. I love being busy. I love the rush of a looming deadline.
So let’s rewind for a bit, go over what you have missed.
I picked up a Social Media Marketing gig. I run the blog, facebook, and newsletter for the dirt-bike web company CycleBuy.com.
I know blogs, I have facebook down pat, newsletters a snap, but dirt bikes? I am a fish out of water.
I’ve had a blast learning the ends and out of the bikes and will probably find myself zooming around on one soon.
Shot a wedding…
Okay shot a lot of weddings, but one of them was in Las Vegas.
Which was a blast to shoot, SO much fun.
Getting there and back was another story.
A flight canceled on the way there forced me to fly red-eye from Portland to Atlanta, to Vegas (only 5,000 miles out of the way.)
Then United left me in Denver.
Needless to say, I was elated to see Oregon the moment I got off the plane.
The commercial side of my company took off.
Clients like Photonlight.com, RMA, and a couple local artist made me re-embrace my love of lighting kits.
I was hired as the Editor of The Oregon State Trooper Magazine.
I redesigned, created 200+ ads, wrote three stories, shot dozens of photos and published my first magazine in 6 weeks.
I’ve really never been so proud of anything in my life.
Worked for Rolling Stone. Didn’t really enjoy that experience. Long story. Nuff said.
I started freelancing for the Register-Guard again.
It has been cathartic.
I missed them. It is good to be home.
But I’ve noticed a difference in the photojournalist I was in June 2009 and the one I am today.
I care more.
I am more invested, less distant from my subjects. I’ve lost the professional distance I used to keep from my subjects. I think it makes me a stronger journalist.
It also makes the funerals and deaths harder to cover.
I’ve photographed over 50 dogs for LCAS – most of them have found homes.
I’ve met hundreds of people, who make my “job” so much better.
My exhaustion is justified.
Just like my elation.
I am coming up on the anniversary of my layoff. If you would have asked me then, I would have told you this was never going to work. Then I would have begged for my job back.
Today is a different story. I am so proud of the company I’ve created, the life I am leading and the shrewd business woman I am becoming.
One year can change you. Change is good.
Coffee is better