2013 arrived and Christi and I celebrated with sparkling cider. When I looked in the fridge, for what I hoped was champagne, all I found was sparkling cider. Not disappointed, we watched the ball drop, lamented the loss of Dick Clark, kissed, then went to bed. We had just spent five days in Las Vegas, so celebrating at home was just fine with us. From a photographer's perspective, Las Vegas is an endless river of interesting faces. Too bad you can't get permission from all of them to sell the pictures you take. I did take a few pictures of presumably homeless souls begging on the strip; and each one I gave a little money. It is hard to tell the truly needy from the hucksters in Vegas. One guy actually had a sign that read "need money for beer". At least he was honest.
Hard work will result (notice the resolve) in a good year. Other photographers I have spoken with lament the decline of business they attribute to every phone being a camera. But I see every phone as being a poor camera and still room for quality images. Nobody would dare compare an iPhone photo wedding or event with the results from an experienced photographer with a good DSLR; they would be disappointed.
The alpha cat is howling, so I will end this entry. Time to feed the cat. Have a great year; I am looking forward to it.