"a dreamer that's what she was"
Ila James is an aspiring photographer who lands an internship with Helene Pambrun, who happens to be Harry Styles' tour photographer. This was everything she ever dreamed of but, someone blurs those lines, making her...
Hello all! welcome to dreamer, I've been working on this for quite sometime. Thank you for reading!
Ila James March 5, 2018 New York City
All my life I have had this dream. The dream has always been to be a photographer. I know it's crazy right? A small hometown girl who grew up with hippie parents dreaming of being a photographer? Yeah never heard of that either. This dream always came to me as a little girl and one day I asked my mom and dad if I could get a camera. On my birthday my parents gave me a disposable camera and a polaroid camera. I was the happiest little girl and I am forever grateful to have the parents I do. Not many people I know in this industry have parents as supportive of their dreams.
This past January, I graduated from NYU with a degree in photography and I have been looking for internships with photographers so that I can learn the ropes a bit more since being fresh out of college. I think I have sent in my resume to over 100 photographers and I haven't heard back from any.
After graduation I moved back home to Ohio to spend some time with my parents and family. I thought it would be best to do that because I wasn't home for my great grandmother's funeral. While home, I picked up some freelance work and also small shoots just to build my resume for an internship. But, now I am back in New York because to be honest I missed this fucking city. Yeah it might smell like piss and the rats rule the streets. The transportation sucks and the traffic is hell. I love it more than bumfuck Ohio, always will.
Waking up this morning, I feel great. First day back in my apartment and I have a lot to do. So I woke up a bit earlier than normal so I can get done what I wanted to get done before I meet a friend for lunch. Getting out of bed I head to my kitchen so I can make a coffee for breakfast since it's the only thing I have in my apartment.
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
Grabbing my coffee mug, I get greeted by my favorite person in the world, my cat Rosie. She has been the best addition to my life. I got her my first year here in New York because I quickly learned how lonely it can be. Rosie honestly saved me during dark times in these 4 short years.
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
"Good morning my sweet girl, did you dream good dreams?" Rosie jumps up on the counter and plops down and purs. The normal response from her I get every morning. "Oh that sounds amazing, okay I guess I will give you your morning pets now" laughing at how adorable she is even though this is always how our mornings together go. After her morning pets, I turn back to making my coffee and asking google to turn on my current favorites playlist on spotify. The Chain by Fleetwood Mac starts blasting through my apartment. Such a good fucking song. But also I am biased as Fleetwood Mac is my favorite band from the 70's and probably my favorite band of all time. It's a tie between them and One Direction.
