I got the job at Onlineshoes...and somehow I'm a bit relieved - probably because it means I wouldn't have a $40,000+ loan hanging over my head, and a future of doubt/debt...I feel like I just let everyone around me down though...yet, I don't have the same regret - and I'm confused as to why not.? I guess a part of me wonders what SCHOOL in Paris would gain me - or if I would end up with the same kind of job as Onlineshoes - only with a sort of "I'm better than this!" attitude "I've studied in Paris". I don't know, I guess I just can't imagine the possibilities as well as I had hoped, especially with the extraneous amounts of needed money hanging above my head. I suppose I could contact the school again, and ask them what their alumni are doing now. But if they mention online catalogues...well, well.
Paris is still on the horizon though, I know it is. It has to be, for me to stay sane. Perhaps not for school though - maybe for something more prestigious or something less complicated - which ever way - it's where I'm headed.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Saturday, July 21, 2007
it's 2:45am; Harry Potter time.
It is almost 3 in the morning, and I am just settling in - with the seventh chapter of Harry Potter in tow. Ken and I spent 4 blissful hours meandering the crowds and books at UVillage Barnes and Noble, waiting for our wrist band letters to be allowed to purchase the latest and last. There is something about being in a room with a large number of strangers (all kinds), and having the exact same intention for the evening - no matter what it is, really. I can't get enough of the connection that it allows between two people or two thousand people (whatever the number). A strange sense of community I guess.
Well, I received my acceptance letter today by email. I have a place at the Paris Photographic Institute, for January 2008. I'M GOING TO PARIS!....IF....I don't get the job at Sasquatch (which would overlap the same time frame). If I somehow manage the freelance job at Sasquatch, I think I will try to defer for a year at Speo's, and go January 2009. They are both so hard to pass up! But I guess they are good dilemma's to have to deal with. I don't know how I got so lucky all of a sudden.
I'm waiting for it to wear off.
Back to Harry, I'm up to chapter 2...only 740 pages left...and dammit - as I was looking at the last page for the page number, I read the last 5 sentences...bad Charity! Someone should hang me from the rafters!...oh wait. ;)
Well, I received my acceptance letter today by email. I have a place at the Paris Photographic Institute, for January 2008. I'M GOING TO PARIS!....IF....I don't get the job at Sasquatch (which would overlap the same time frame). If I somehow manage the freelance job at Sasquatch, I think I will try to defer for a year at Speo's, and go January 2009. They are both so hard to pass up! But I guess they are good dilemma's to have to deal with. I don't know how I got so lucky all of a sudden.
I'm waiting for it to wear off.
Back to Harry, I'm up to chapter 2...only 740 pages left...and dammit - as I was looking at the last page for the page number, I read the last 5 sentences...bad Charity! Someone should hang me from the rafters!...oh wait. ;)
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
new things.
So, Sunday I had sent my resume out to this ad on Craigslist, for a position of Assistant Digital Production Photographer at Onlineshoes.com. Thinking at the time, it was a shot in the dark (all craigslist ads are it seems), but I was awoken by a call this morning from their lead photographer. I have an interview tomorrow at 10am. crazy.
I'm a little apprehensive about it, I guess I tend to convince myself that I still have a lot to learn...which I do. But I always forget that I know more about photoshop, etc then the average joe...at times, even the average photographer (taking for example Renee's story of teaching her boss/photographer how to do the smallest little things on photoshop - I think it was creating a layer mask!? - we both had a little power trip I think after a moment like that).
Hopefully it will go well.
Overnight prints is having a give away this month of 100 free single sided business cards, and I was thinking I should take advantage of that with a possible pet photography advertisement/card. Here's what I came up with so far...I might fiddle with it a bit more...I have until August 15th. Let me know what you think. (I thought about using the bunny, but I don't know if that would really be my demographic...?) Maybe I'll try a couple, and post them, see what you think -
I'm a little apprehensive about it, I guess I tend to convince myself that I still have a lot to learn...which I do. But I always forget that I know more about photoshop, etc then the average joe...at times, even the average photographer (taking for example Renee's story of teaching her boss/photographer how to do the smallest little things on photoshop - I think it was creating a layer mask!? - we both had a little power trip I think after a moment like that).
Hopefully it will go well.
Overnight prints is having a give away this month of 100 free single sided business cards, and I was thinking I should take advantage of that with a possible pet photography advertisement/card. Here's what I came up with so far...I might fiddle with it a bit more...I have until August 15th. Let me know what you think. (I thought about using the bunny, but I don't know if that would really be my demographic...?) Maybe I'll try a couple, and post them, see what you think -
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Mr. Votolato
"some mistakes can't be undone, it will never be like it was.
wishing for it, only makes it worse."
-Rocky puts almost a year of my life into two sentences. dammit.
wishing for it, only makes it worse."
-Rocky puts almost a year of my life into two sentences. dammit.
mope, not morre.
I'm feeling over and under-whelmed at the moment. I'm not making the kind of money that I thought I'd be making coming out of school. Somehow I had more money while I was in school then while I've been out... -I don't quite know how that works.
I feel like work has taken up all of my days, which means I don't have much time for my friends - whom all seem to be busy with their own work schedules as well.
I have a long list of people I need to call, but am apprehensive about it because I don't quite know my schedule well enough to make plans. And while hanging out with David tonight, the realization about all of it came to a head. All of the people that I used to see on a regular basis, those that became my rock, have all gone back to their lives. It's a strange notion. For two years, 20-odd random strangers, put aside their lives. And now that those two years are up, they fall back into the world they once knew, as if nothing really lapsed. Perhaps I'm being a bit dramatic. People changed, bonds happened, skills and professions altered. But suddenly there is no time, or no good time. It's all such a mess of schedules, no one is on the same clock anymore. It's sad, and frustrating. Heck! I live with one of my friends, and I barely get the chance to see her even! It's all just a bit depressing.
I always remember how much I hate data management when I start working it full time...that's not to say that I don't love my coworkers, it's hard to find - although I must say, I've usually been pretty lucky. But the job itself will drain you of all life and meaning. So, if my next few entries to this thing are a bit down and out, it's because most of my day is spent thinking about how much I wish I was somewhere else, with someone else, was someone else...I get a lot of pondering done, a lot of dwelling, a lot of over analyzing. It's enough to put anyone over the edge...almost.
I feel like work has taken up all of my days, which means I don't have much time for my friends - whom all seem to be busy with their own work schedules as well.
I have a long list of people I need to call, but am apprehensive about it because I don't quite know my schedule well enough to make plans. And while hanging out with David tonight, the realization about all of it came to a head. All of the people that I used to see on a regular basis, those that became my rock, have all gone back to their lives. It's a strange notion. For two years, 20-odd random strangers, put aside their lives. And now that those two years are up, they fall back into the world they once knew, as if nothing really lapsed. Perhaps I'm being a bit dramatic. People changed, bonds happened, skills and professions altered. But suddenly there is no time, or no good time. It's all such a mess of schedules, no one is on the same clock anymore. It's sad, and frustrating. Heck! I live with one of my friends, and I barely get the chance to see her even! It's all just a bit depressing.
I always remember how much I hate data management when I start working it full time...that's not to say that I don't love my coworkers, it's hard to find - although I must say, I've usually been pretty lucky. But the job itself will drain you of all life and meaning. So, if my next few entries to this thing are a bit down and out, it's because most of my day is spent thinking about how much I wish I was somewhere else, with someone else, was someone else...I get a lot of pondering done, a lot of dwelling, a lot of over analyzing. It's enough to put anyone over the edge...almost.
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