There’s this picture quote going around Pinterest that says, “you’re not a photographer, you’re a mom with a camera.” Oh the disdain! Silly moms and their cameras! They can’t possibly know what they’re doing. It’s not like their expensive camera makes them a real photographer. Anyone can buy a fancy camera and pretend to be a photographer, but it doesn’t actually make them one. Which the automatic assumption is, OF COURSE, pure crap, because there are lots of women who happen to be mothers that happen to have professional cameras and ARE photographers.
I will say I’m very self conscious about this whole “mom with a camera” thing, though. It’s on my mind every time I go anywhere with my camera. I assume that’s what people are thinking of me when I’m carrying around my big, professional camera. “Look at her,” I imagine them saying. “How cute that she thinks she’s a photographer.”
I know that I’m messed up in the head about this. Photography is something that I love, but I struggle so much with my confidence when it comes to the quality of the images I produce. It’s easy for me to look at the photographers I admire and see how much better their photos are than mine. I mean, I’m just a mom with a camera, right?
So obviously I was totally not at all freaked out about photographing my cousin’s wedding a few weeks ago! I’m not sure if I prepared as much for my graduate school finals as I did for this wedding. I read, I studied, I practiced, I bought equipment, I practiced some more, I drew stick figure pictures of poses I wanted to get.
The wedding? It really went well. None of my greatest fears happened, my camera worked the whole time, I didn’t accidentally erase any of the memory cards, I didn’t miss any of the big moments. The only hitch in the day was that my battery did die right after the last bridesmaid and groomsman started to walk back down the aisle after the ceremony and my battery charger wouldn’t work, but luckily that didn’t affect any of the pictures!
I’m really, really proud of these photos. I’m so honored that my cousin trusted me enough to photograph such an important day for her and her new husband.
I guess I really am a photographer.
Now only 900 more photos to sort through and edit! This photography thing is easy peasy. (That easy peasy part was meant to be a joke, just for the record.)