Apparently, there were 10,000 participants. My new-found inspiration for event photography was also led by a need to work on a project I’ve set myself. I’m currently calling it “develop a bloody portfolio” but I’m sure I’ll change that as soon as I think of something sufficiently swanky.


I’m not saying I want to turn pro; while I wouldn’t mind having enough work to justify it, I don’t think I’m quite at that point. Maybe in 6 years, 2 months and 18 days. Or less. Or more. I’m fairly happy doing what I’m doing right now. Taking photos, eventually processing them and putting them on flickr for no other purpose than to display them to every Joe Soap on the planet.


HOW and ever, I am making deliberate strides toward building a specific body of displayable work in some specific areas. If that’s not beating around the bush enough, I can go on like this forever. I figure if I’ve got a dozen or so decent images in each area and about 400 or so decent images in the area I’d like to get more work in, that might inspire the general public to part with their hard earned cash. Surely that’s the hardest task of all…


Overall, at least with this set of images, I think I’ve managed a few that are at the very least newspaper worthy. No I didn’t get any names of anyone, mostly because it’s a task I abhor. I’ve no doubt that’ll come eventually and I’ll develop the skill to work with people overnight in some flash of inspiration. Then the sky’s the limit. Model shoots in studios (if there was a damn studio for rent in Cork), weddings, funerals, sports events and everything. Well, maybe not funerals. Not yet anyway.

It’s making me tired just thinking about the whole thing. I’ll just keep telling myself that it’ll all be worth it in the end. There are more of these on flickr if you’re of an inquisitive nature. Until the next time, I’ll be keeping my ear to the ground for events.