I realized that today … on what is essentially my last day of photography classes at CVCC. All throughout my time there, I worked my tail off to get high grades. I turned assignments in on time, I participated in critiques and discussion boards, I did what the teachers asked of me, I gave at least 100 percent.
It did not matter, at least not on the surface. I got the As, but what good are they … really? What matters is I grew as a photographer. I can see my progress. Now I need to keep up with that progress and continue to get better, because I know I can.
Because of a previous obligation, I did not attend our “last” lunch today. Because of that, I do not know what grades I got on my final portfolio. It really does not matter any more. I may not have finished this semester with all As — but whatever. It is what it is. What matters is that I know I did the absolute best that I could with a difficult portfolio and I was proud of it. My strong work ethic will continue to carry me through life, no matter what happens in it.
I am a farmer, a photographer and a writer. On any given day, the order of those “professions” changes, but what does not ever change is the passion I have for all three.
Until later …