I knew I didn’t have any photos for today’s post, so when I got home from work this evening, I grabbed my sweater-in-progress and went out to the deck to take some pictures. The sky was overcast, and the sun wasn’t cooperating to provide any good natural light. My digital camera kept insisting on using the flash. After a few attempts to get some decent shots, I gave up and went back inside.
I uploaded the digital camera shots onto my computer and looked at the photos of my sweater. The first thing I noticed was–Ack!–the rusty nails and the peeling paint of our deck. The second thing I noticed was the yarn: clearly one hundred percent cheap acrylic. I thought, I have hundreds and hundreds of dollars’ worth of yarn in the stash–natural fibers like wool, cotton, linen, even cashmere–and I pick acrylic.
The other day, I was doing a Google search for a secret craft project that I’m planning, and I came across one of those hipster craftster websites where Everything Is Just Perfect. In the carefully staged and professionally captured photos, the people and items looked like they belonged in a catalog or in a print ad for a magazine. I found myself scrolling through that website and feeling bad about my little blog, thinking it was so basic and amateurish.
I thought about that website again when I was looking at my own photos this evening and feeling like I couldn’t use any of them for tonight’s post. It occurred to me: Sure, those professional quality photos on that website told a nice story, but what story was it telling?
What story was I buying into?
As you may have already figured out from my previous posts, I’m usually not one for bullshit, particularly in my line of work and the population I deal with. I don’t like small talk or smokescreens. I like honesty and authenticity and, as I say to my patients, keeping it real.
So what if my photos weren’t taken on a fancy expensive camera, and so what if my sweater is acrylic and not an expensive cashmere-linen-soy-and-bamboo-cotton blend? Who am I trying to impress? Why should I give a shit? Because when it comes down to it, the most important person whose opinion matters about me is me.
It’s something I’m still working on. Just like this sweater.
February 5, 2015 at 12:55 pm
Love the pattern created by the yarn. Also love the million dollar view of Morro Bay from your deck.
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February 5, 2015 at 2:53 pm
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