“I coulda been a contenda!”
Is it possible to fully comprehend that statement, without being the cause of one’s own failure?
Today I was notified that I won an honorable mention in a photo contest. That sounds so exciting to an enthusiastic amateur photographer and I am very grateful for that honor.
But, and here’s the kicker, I’d asked for judges feedback and I got it. I now know that I would have fared better had I isolated a photo from my collage rather than making a compilation of all the great times and different seasons offered by the waterways of Middleton, MA, in the Stream Team Photo Contest. Not only that, I was committed to trying something different because I’d seemed stalled at 3rd place and wanted to bring more to the game. And in so doing I made the choice to not use my favorite single photo from the collage as my second entry because it was featured too prominently in the collage. And even my 14 year old stepdaughter advised me not to do it. Yup, it’s all on me.
So dear readers I am trying to implement every vaguely remembered yoga move to kick myself in the appropriate places (fortunately I am not too flexible but I could throw a hip out) for over thinking the job, while at the same time acknowledging my husband’s fabulous talent (he took 3rd and an honorable mention).
Now can someone please give suggestions to get me out of this funk and to absorb the appropriate lessons?
© 2010 Alison Colby-Campbell