The “feeling” hit me yesterday afternoon. That feeling where I just want to do something familiar, be around something or someone that makes me feel safe, normal, and isn’t new and scary. I started imagining everything that could go wrong. New and scary –> that is what stepping out of your comfort zone means.
It’s a bad feeling. I hate it. But it is necessary to explore and actually live. Sometimes it’s more like leaps out of your comfort zone; others are just little steps. Either way: new = ignorance = fright. Which (hopefully) eventually turns into familiar = knowledgeable = comfort. And then you repeat.
I’m stepping out of my comfort zone tomorrow. Not just with photographing something I’ve never photographed before, but driving quite a distance away from home to do so. Driving has never been something I’m extremely confident in. If it’s a new place, I’m a terrible driver because I’m extra extra extra cautious (i.e. granny gran slow). There are going to be many steps taken tomorrow, steps out of my comfort zone that will hopefully pave the way for even more.
….having a nice camera doesn’t make a photographer. At all.
But. I got the camera I’m going to be shooting with at the wedding…. and I want to melt. The Canon 50D. :D PLUS! My little nifty fifty’s superior brother, the 50 f/1.4. Oh yes, hellllllloooooo swooooooon!
My little Rebel seems so small compared to this baby. (: And I don’t know how I’m going to go back to my 1.8 after using the 1.4. *sigh* First world problems. But of course I still love my Rebel, and always will. He introduced me to so many things….
I had a meeting with Shane today and we talked about what he wanted me to do, how it normally goes, and the general order of things. All the necessities. Where it’s at, what to expect, and what he expects from me. I’m going to be his second shooter, closely followed by his wife who is normally his second shooter but is just 2 weeks shy of popping out their first little one. Nervous, yes, but mostly excited for this opportunity and seeing how it all works. And how I feel about it.