Remember the juried photography exhibit I mentioned last week?
One of my photographs was accepted. It is my favorite of the four I entered.
Ironically, though, it’s not a photograph that I’d put on my Flickr page. (I’ll put it up after the show is over in late August.) When I sorted through the 1,200 (!) photos I took at Callaway Gardens that day, I didn’t think it was one of my best shots.
It’s amazing how looking at photographs from a different perspective (in this case from that of a professional photographer, judge-type person) can make you “see” them differently. They could just as easily have chosen my least favorite photo.
Or, and this is what I was expecting to happen, they might not have picked any of them. This was the first time I’d entered a photograph in any sort of exhibition, so I am more than a little flummoxed that I got in. I keep thinking there must be some mistake. But the friend who encouraged me to enter assures me it’s not a mistake.
So I will get the photo framed and ready to be displayed. And I’ll go and see it hung with the other photographs in a couple of weeks. That will be exciting.
And I probably still won’t believe it’s real.