Belly

I've said it before and I'll say it again:

I love my job.

Oh, and someone asked me this today:

Why would they pay you to shoot a belly? Can't they do that themselves?

Oh lord.

If I had a penny for every time people have come up to me at weddings and said:

I bet that camera takes some sweet pictures...

I would be a gazillionaire by now.

I just nod at them and walk away.

Truth is, you can take an awesome picture with an iPhone if you're a good photographer.

I had a best man quiz me for quite some time about my gear, just so he could go and buy it himself and "take equally good photos". That's what he said.

Equally good photos.
I wanted to bitch slap him and tell him that it doesn't matter what kind of camera you have, if you can't see. Not see as in oh, look a rainbow! See as in see. Really see. With your heart. Cheesy as hell, I know, but it's true. If you can look beyond the surface of people and capture their essence, their true essence, you can make anyone look good. If you happen to know a thing or two about cameras and good light, that's a plus, but real talent is seeing the small things and pressing the shutter button before they vanish. I would even go so far as to say that real talent is knowing that they will take place at all.
But I didn't say that.

Instead, I wrote down the info on a piece of paper while thinking:

You sir, are an ass.