It wasn't very long ago that I quit my job, bought a plane ticket to California, and threw myself entirely into the craft I love: photography. It sounds like a totally crazy and naive idea, but looking back I'm so deeply thankful for the courage I mustered to make that leap. I grew up not knowing that photography was a career choice for anyone; that it was something reserved for the lucky few who hit some mysterious self-employed artist jackpot. But I kept getting glimpses into this world that so many people were making a reality. It was the 20-something who made a living photographing weddings on mountain tops, it was the new mom who had a child on her shoulders and a camera in her hands, it was the husband and wife duo who travelled the world capturing beauty. These were real people, who made a very real leap-of-faith decision to pursue what they loved. It felt like my turn to do the same, because simply put - I couldn't imagine myself doing anything else.
Going to Foster Workshop immediately after leaving my job was one of the best choices I could have made. I went from leaving behind my boxed ideas of security, to being surrounded by dozens of people who have had to as well, and came out on the other side happy, healthy, and living their dream. PLUS, we were all in a cabin in the mountains in Tahoe - how could you not be inspired? I'm a big believer in surrounding yourself around the people who inspire your greatest potential. Whether it's creatively, emotionally, or simply a lifestyle you'd like to live. Being around those people and environments will help you believe in new possibilities.
When I arrived in Reno, I was greeted by Wendy, Suzanne, and Jennie. Three wonderfully talented ladies from the south, who ended up getting the word "y'all" stuck in my vocabulary by the end of the trip. And with that, our adventure across the Nevada foothills and California pines began.
Until we meet again, California.