Karen and I got back on Wednesday from our trip to Arizona, where we attended Imaging USA (the really big national photography conference).    We first drove up to Sedona for a couple days to relax, and get some pictures of mountains in various stages of light (sunrise, sunset, mid-day, etc).     

Anyway, at the conference, on monday night, we had the chance to hear Anne Geddes talk.   You know Anne Geddes… the one that takes pictures of babies wrapped up in flowers, dressed up as bugs, or vegetables.    Those pictures aren’t really my thing, but every time a new image popped up on the screen, you would hear the moms in the crowd give a collective “Aaawwwww”.   It was a pretty good program.

On Tuesday afternoon, Karen and I got back on the tram (or light rail system… tram is shorter to type) to head back to the room to get ready for the PPA awards ceremony.    At the stop after we get on, one of our fellow photographers says , “Hey… isn’t that Anne Geddes!”    He did say it relatively quietly, as not to draw extra attention to her and her family that were with her.     Anne Geddes, one of the most well known photographers of our time, riding the tram like everybody else.   That’s when it hit me… That’s so cool.   There are so many people that could identify Anne’s photography, yet she was still anonymous enough to be able to ride the tram in Phoenix.    Isn’t that kinda what we should all strive for?   We want our work to be recognizable… to leave our mark in the world we live in.   But yet, we don’t do it for the attention, we do it because that’s what we love to do.