An invitation to the Ball

If you’re wondering why I all the sudden became lame and quit posting, its for exactly that reason. I’m lame. I busted my knee playing indoor soccer, and I’ve been on crutches with strict orders to remain in bed unless movement is an absolute necessity. However, I deemed shooting Beau Arts Ball an absolute necessity. Its all about priorities.

I could complain about how I couldn’t crouch low or stand on things while shooting, but whatever, I’m sure Nachtwey’s done more on two broken legs and a hangnail.

Beau Arts Ball was crazy, if you’ve never experienced it I really don’t know how to make you understand. I was on visual overload, and it took me awhile to settle down mentally and start figuring out where the pictures were.

I know I didn’t shoot as well as I could have, and I don’t really dig excuses. But even though my leg hates me for last night and I’ll probably be in bed all day, it was totally worth it. When something is taken away from you thats when you discover how much you really love it. And in the past week of lying in bed with my leg propped up I’ve found that I love this life even more than I thought that I did.