Several months ago to my surprise a magazine, a well loved one at that, asked me to take some photos for them. Sure why not, I thought what a crazy world this Internet is. Poof just like that. The Editor asked me if I could scout-out four or five stories in France for their magazine. I told her that the hardest thing to do would be to select only four or five. Teasingly, could I do a hundred stories instead? With that she comes over to France to see what I had. The editor is delighted. Before we set out to work we go to a flea market, of course why not my blog began because of such a place. Then afterward we start to work.
The Editor and I go to the pre-selected sites, she ohs and I click. She erases a few. I click some more. My smile is so big my face is cracking, I am loving this. By the end of the day my hands are killing me, my eyes cannot focus, my soul is humming, I have found my groove. The photos start to come alive, the tri-pod and I act as one, and then in an instant I see a happy miracle: That the star in the sky, that prayer on my lips, those crazy thoughts in my mind have been heard and have granted a small opening.
A new world has opened up and I have jumped in… Thank you Internet, thank you blogging, thank you readers, thank you French brocante, thank you camera, and thank you little self for taking on a dare and finding a missing key to my happiness.
Victoria magazine will feature my photography. This month my home in France is dotting the pages.
Note: The photos I have used for Victoria I cannot use on my blog for six months. I have yet to see the issue. But I have heard it is out since some of you have noted by emails and in the comment section of my blog.
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