don't get mad, get the camera

So, I subscribe to multiple photoblogs (which apparently is not as abnormal as I thought), and they give me such inspiration and a sense of normalcy about my love for photography. They also are therapeutic in the sense that I see how others deal with life through photography, and find the time for it, which is something that has been hard for me with a little tazmanian devil crawling around.

Well, one of them posted an interview with Brad Slade, and his words have been like rain in the Sahara for me. Case in point-- see photograph above. My lipgloss was left in my pocket, and melted and got EVERYWHERE on our clothes in the drying cycle. Now, this has happened me before. Coincidentally, it was the last time I owned colored lipgloss. It was the night before I got on a plane to go marry my darling husband. And it ruined all my favorite clothes then. Wellllllllll, this time it didn't necessarily ruin my favorite clothes, what mom has those anymore?! Oh no, it ruined my ONLY clothes, the ones that fit right now in the post baby body.

BUT, instead of getting mad, I got the camera (as Slade suggests). And it was easy for me to just deal with the pink spotted clothes... (let's be honest, it was that, and that I went and got some new shirts for cheaps at the downeast warehouse). I am happy with this image. Oh it evokes memories for me.

So, next time you do something not so smart, and have to deal with the consequences of your own actions, don't get mad: get the camera.

(And not only is this interview great, but Brad Slade photographs for the magazine Seeing the Everyday. I think I just might actually subscribe to that one in print.)