Focal Point

My First Day

The start of my dream career! I’ve been waiting for this day to arrive for the past six years. With the memory of the weekend leaving do still buzzing in my head I make my way to my very first photo shoot as a professional photographer (still can’t get my head around that! You sure that’s me?!).

Ordinarily I would be shadowing another photographer for the first week or two but as one is on holiday I’m on my own, Agghh!

 

I pull up outside the flats, should be simple enough as it’s just a new born baby shot, how hard can it be?! My heart is in my throat right now as I climb the concrete steps to the first floor. My brain is taunting me with the constant remarks like “You’re going to mess it up! The first and last picture you’ll ever take with the paper!” The couple’s Alsatian barks at me as I approach the front door, and reach for the bell. Then it dawned on me, this is for real! No more dreaming about being a pro or wondering what I’m going to do with my life, I’m there! My future as a photographer lies behind that door. My finger presses the bell of destiny and the lady appears from behind the door calming the dog as she draws near to me. “Baby? Nah, you want next door love!” she informs me. Well, I am still learning you know!

 

Despite the mental jibes I manage to get a half decent picture and silently snigger at  that voice in my head which doubted me (did I just refer to myself in the third person then?!).

My first day goes well and the team are very welcoming and friendly. There is so much to learn and practice, it all seems pretty overwhelming. One day at a time I guess!