Have camera, will snap.
Now that the World Masters Games is past and gone and historically a mere clean-up operation, I was left dangling. Yes, I still long for that moment of peace and rest and tranquility, but unassumingly, one could interpret gleaning meaning from wandering actions with such enthusiasm. I step away from the glow of a wide-screen laptop LCD, and instead look longingly at the humble glow protruding from the back of a quality digital camera.
So where does that leave me?
Volunteer opportunity begets benefit begets more volunteer opportunity. In other words, the camera is owned because the previous volunteer work was engaged, and now it has itself scored a second opportunity of interest. It would seem I’m going to be an official (volunteer) photographer for the infamous Edmonton Fringe Festival.
I did say I was looking for an excuse to take lots of photos whilst on holidays.
I gathered a portfolio and sat down to a brief interview. Training is next week, but only in the logical, general, volunteer sense. They assume I have some level of competence behind the lens, I suppose. And then… well. Snap.
It is bizaare how these things evolve, isn’t it?