Swimmer Strip

ISO:1600

Aperture:4.0

Shutter Speed: 1/200

       So, Woodsies and I were sitting on the table at the front waiting for a computer and I was just looking around the room when I realized Smith had put up the TOP pictures from last year where the pictures from my freshman year were.  The pictures that I had been looking at for inspiration, the pictures that made me want to be a photographer, had been replaced by pictures that my best friends and myself had taken. After this realization I cried. Like a baby. This was the first time I had cried about something in publications because that was the first time I realized I'm not gonna be here forever. I can't continue to take refuge in Potter's room when the world becomes something I can't handle anymore. I can't continue to hold in everything just to let it all explode to my photography family. Publications had become such a significant part of my life that the thought of it not being there forever was just too preposterous to even consider. So, I cried. But, I also decided if I had to leave I was going to leave giving photography everything I got. Four year after I graduate I want freshman to look up at my pictures and think "Wow. I want to make pictures like that!" 

        Anyways... Now to talk about this picture. After my little break down Woodsies cheered me up the best way possible, she told me about an awesome photo opportunity. The swimmers decided to revive the tradition of painting their chests at the football games. I was actually quite impressed with how well they had planned everything. So we went and planned everything. At the game after I walked off the field and grabbed the $300 lens  (gasp!) and then I went and chilled with the swimmer until the kickoff (when the stripped happened). I waited to see if they were going to get in trouble, but they didn't. All in all twas wonderful!