If only foul food had a warning label that screams “THIS WILL GIVE YOU FOOD POISONING” on them. You ever INFORCE newborn calves while you have food poisoning? Spoiler, it doesn’t end well.
I wish I was lying when I said there is nothing I enjoy more, and am more confident in my ability, than picturing prospect steers at the backdrop. Some people like to golf. I like to make a freshly halter broke green bean baby look like a full grown man 🤷🏼♀️
The competitive nature of the livestock industry is what drives it forward. However, the petty competitive nature of the livestock photography sector of our industry is what accelerates the art/artist directly to a dead end wreck.
Having a three-year-old means daily doses of crumpled pain due to stepping on a tiny metal tractor, or Lego, or even the occasional dinosaur. However, if I punch a hole through my foot one more effing time on my husband’s floored belt buckle, I’m gonna punch a hole through him.
Listening to Tender Is The Flesh while driving, at night, through Arkansas/Tennessee - and looking at the beef jerky I brought for dinner … yeah, no way. I’ll just drink some water 😳😖
You can disagree with a judge, yes. But if you chose to post negative comments about said judge, and claim that he was political… oh, OH sweet child. Did you forget how social media works? Allow me to post the pics of you cheating your ass off during the state judging contest.
Recently I was shown comments on fb over the job Joe did sorting a show a few months ago. Same people pretend to be respectful towards us, and I have no doubt they never thought I’d see their bash sesh. I decided to like all their nasty comments. Knock knock, it’s me karma ;)
Remember folks - it’s nearly impossible to edit how cattle look in video. Wanna know what the creature actually looks like? Click on the video. Wanna see just how much a photographer who claims to not photoshop is altering a creature? Yeah, proof is RIGHT FREAKING THERE. Wow.
Right before crawling into bed, I was looking at scorpion tattoos on Pinterest - no idea why. Then I lay down and pull on the blanket brig is hogging… and y’all I cannot make this up… I am immediately stung in the armpit by a freaking scorpion. Intuition is weird.
I’m choosing not to go on Fbook, insta, or even look at my twitter feed, but I will say this - I don’t care what God you talk to, we all need to stop & rally right now. Pray for a man who has impacted our industry unlike any other. Rally for him like he has always rallied for us.