Dancin’ In The Rain.

I am a huge fan of quotations. They seem to put into words what my impossibly visual mind cannot write for itself. Ever since my college sailing coach began putting a quote-of-the-day on our daily practice notes I started writing them down. Everywhere. I currently have a “memo” section in my phone full of them. I see one I like and I quickly jot it down. Why? I’m not sure. Sometimes it’s good to run through them all, kind of a positive affirmation that there are other people out there trying to do what they love in the face of some good old-fashioned adversity. I came across this one the other day and found it particularly fitting given the current circumstances.

Take from it what you may, but in my present predicament it makes perfect sense. Famed boatbuilders are belly up, industry manufacturers are closing doors and tightening budgets, professional sailing is further still from my homeland America, media conscious sponsors are harder than ever to find, and the photography industry is seeing a rapid and dramatic transition enabling the rise of hobbyists around the world. Many well-established and experienced photographers are out of work. Some would say that the odds are not good, especially because I refuse to work for less. That’s a sizable storm.

In light of said sizable storm, I have taken advantage of the lull and moved back out to Jackson, Wyoming, for the winter. A healthy paycheck on skis, ample travel time for some in-the-works grand prix sailing, and a potentially huge chance to get my feet wet with a local video team all mean one thing: I have not given up on this business and the next Volvo Ocean Race as onboard media crew member is clearly in my sights.

Just learning to dance in the rain… (or, hopefully, a more frozen Wyoming variety!)