For my birthday back in June, I got a real grownup camera. I know. You haven't noticed. This is because while I have a grownup camera (most basic, entry-level DSLR, but it's better than my point and shoot), I have very little idea how to use it.
You're shocked, aren't you? I can tell. Close your mouths, please. That's kind of rude.
I've been reading a book my brother sent me. He actually has talent as a photographer. Have I mentioned Mom and Dad gave him all the good genes? The book has been pretty helpful for my understanding of cameras and ISOs and apertures and embouchure... wait. That's something different. Anyway, in addition to the book learning, which still has not improved my mad photographic skilz, tonight, I'm headed to a photo workshop.
oh my god. Seriously? Wonder if all you get are photos of children screaming and crying?
Probably not. Although it's probably why I get so many spam comments.
Does this mean my blog is going to start looking halfway decent? Like a REAL food blog? Like those ones you look at and go "Oh, my goodness! That looks like a magazine picture!"?
Hahaha! I crack myself up. No.
I embody mediocrity. And I embrace my average-ness. Come! Watch my progress! And journey with me into the realm of "slightly-better-than-disgraceful" pictures. Hopefully.