Posts Tagged ‘Plano’
I decided to break up the previous post into two since there were two different parts of the event. One was the obvious, making the properties look more presentable and making minor repairs; the other was a sort of festival (complete with a jumpy house things and hot dogs!).
Behold! One of the few photos of people you will see from me:
I chuckled to myself when I saw this couple. HAD to take a picture :)
These faces are priceless!
(this is, by far, one of my favorite pictures)
Once upon an end-of-lease term, Beth had the bright idea that she would volunteer for the city she would soon be leaving.
She wished to accomplish a few goals:
- Give back to the community she was born and raised in (not court mandated, for once)
- Play with puppies EVERY DAY
- Bragging rights Personal enrichment
Well, I tried.
I did make it through 2 whole days of orientation before I just grew tired of it.
HOWEVER, during my interview to be accepted as a city volunteer, I did mention the whole “I [heart] photography” thing. So now “unpaid photographer” is my unofficial volunteer status (as I was officially and permanently released from volunteering at the animal shelter due to non compliance with their minimum hour-per-month policy).
My first job was to shoot the Love Where You Live event hosted in a neighborhood they thought could use a little cosmetic makeover.
All in all, it was a pretty cool event. I actually enjoyed walking around with a camera while other people did the back-breaking manual labor.
Is that lazy? Oh, hell yes! But I think some of the workers were hamming it up for the camera, anyway. Sittin’ there with their free water bottles waiting for the photographer to walk up.
Yeah, I know your game, college students.
In fact, I had little direction. Just show up at this time, and walk around. Not all homes were being “loved” upon, so it was my task to walk for hours until I saw a house with a little sign indicating that it was to have someone there at some point.
So that’s when I decided to just find a group of people and follow them around. They led me to the action.
Without further adieu, l’action: