week twelve

week twelve - 26/9/11

When I was a teenager, I wanted to be a music journo. That was my dream. My friend wanted to be a music photographer. Secretly, I wanted to be both... but didn't want to steal her dream, haha!

I went to uni for a year to study journalism, and I hated it. I hated the (non)ethics, the invasion of privacy, the pressure. The way that you could really only get a big break if you had the "right" degree or knew the right people.

I dropped out.

Many years later I got back into photography, and then the dream started to revive itself. Then I fell into family photography and weddings. I enjoyed that for about 18 months, and then started to hate it. So I've decided to drop that too. (I'm apparently a bit of a flake like that.)

So now I'm left with dreams. I will work for nothing to live the dream. I'm going to start taking steps in the direction my heart has always pulled me - music. There is no money to be made, no fame, and usually no recognition.

All I want right now is to be featured on a CD sleeve. And that's pretty much it. I'd love to follow a band as they jam together, write together, record and eventually tour. The whole thing. And document it all.

Maybe one day.