pitcherlady
August 07, 2003
Louie
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Once upon a time, there was an instructor at a local Community College (who we'll call Bob), who told his students on the first day of class that they were welcome to shoot anything they liked for his class; anything except pictures of cats.
He'd seen enough cat pictures from students over the years and could take no more.
Naturally, the following week, they all brought a cat picture to class and at the end of the semester, even made him his own cat calendar. Photographers often do exactly what they are told not to, I might have mentioned this before.
Apparently there is some rule among professional photographers that says
'You will never be taken seriously as a photographer if you are also wagging around portrait-type pictures of your cat.' (I didn't make the rule so send those fiery comments to the NPPA or somebody, okay?)
It's true though (and by the way, I can hear those rolodexes thumping open in ad agencies all over town) but basically what it also means is that there are secret caches of great cat photos in file cabinets all over the world; because whether they admit it or not, if a photographer of any kind lives in the same space with a cat, the cat is going to be shot. Repeatedly. (you know what I mean)
The question becomes then why, does anyone ever need to see another cat photo?
Herein is my defense.
First, he insisted.
Second, he grew up in a gas station and since I no longer let him eat sausage biscuits, I feel I owe it to him.
Third, he makes a pretty good segue to this great little animation.
Cheers.
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