Yesterday I went on a one-on-one photo walk with a fabulous, professional, photographer named Saba.
(BTW, I haven't had much photo editing time so today's photos are watermarked and not much else.)
I prepared for the day by taking opiates and covering my arm with pain patches. (She's probably freaking out if she's reading this. "You were on opiates?!")
Yes, I was.
I didn't want my arm to be a factor in the two hours I was SO looking forward to while here in Boston. The good thing is, my arm held up through the photo walk. The bad thing? I think the pain meds made me forget every last drop of photography knowledge I've ever learned. I felt forgetful, nervous, and unsure of everything photography-related in the company of a photographer who knows so much.
(We won't talk about the other bad thing which, I'm sure you've guessed, is how my arm felt once the pain meds wore off! Um, STILL feels – ugh! I wish Dr. Painless was here – that says a lot, doesn't it?)
It was a wonderful photo walk though. I loved every minute of it.
Saba gave me a historical, informative, tour at the same time she taught me about photography and pointed out great shots with her experienced eye.
As an example, she explained to me the details behind the Shaw Memorial. Then, with pure enthusiasm she exclaimed, "Just look at the hand on the sculpture!"
The sculpture has a hand?
Why yes, it does ….
Boston has won me over with its complete, and utter, charm.
I can't wait until I have the time to pour through the rest of my photos. I promise I won't make you look at all of them.
(I know I have several Bostonians following the details of my trip. I will upload several Boston photos to a separate album on my photo site once I'm back home and have a chance to go through them all.)
I wish I could bottle the quaintness here and take it back to Orange County with me.
Sigh … taking several hundred photos home with me will have to suffice.
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