embracing my inner technical

My father is an engineer, as is my husband; however, nothing about me has ever been technically-minded. I built the most unstable bridge from Popsicle sticks in my high school Geometry class, and somehow I'm genetically programmed to incorrectly measure windows for new blinds and/or curtain rods.

I'm trying to seize some technical in life, thanks to my favorite band, MUSE, and new photography opportunities.

Ted gave me the gift of music this Christmas, with 2 tickets to see British, Dance-Rock band, MUSE, in Atlanta last night. We had a blast, and I sang my heart out until my voice had vanished. This was the second time I'd had the privilege of witnessing their musical genius live in-concert, but this time they were the headlining band rather than the openers- which, of course, made the ticket price seem less of a burden (no thanks to Ticketmaster, however).

There's something hypnotic about MUSE. I'd always thought it was simply their high-pitched voices matched with their British accents, Government/Establishment bashing lyrics, and few good dance beats thrown in the mix that made their music so alluring; but, of course, Ted opened my eyes (and ears) to a side of my favorite band I'd never thought twice about.

Over an artery-clogging, biscuits and gravy breakfast at Cracker Barrel this morning, we dissecting the band's performance from last night. While I went on and on about how much I loved singing and dancing along with the crowd, how the graphics and lights were so impressive, and how loud the sound was, the MUSE show left a completely different impression on Ted.

He stated, "Everyone in the band is such a talented musician, technically. Their chord progressions are uniquely comprised of surprising elements, and riffs from well-known legends. Basically, they're talented enough to cover any band or song, and get away with it because they're so technically capable".

While yes, I did marry a band geek, he's got a point- and a good one at that.

Sometimes I get so wrapped up in the art of what surrounds me, that I fail to pay attention to the smallest, and most intricate of details. It's in these small, usually overlooked details, that the truest of art can be found.

I'll admit that while I feel confident in seeing things in a creative light, the technical side of photography is a side I've just begun delving into. Ted gave me a photography textbook for Christmas, of which I blew through in a few days while snowed-in in Germany, and my newest opportunity to learn alongside the amazingly artistic and technical photographers, John & Lindsey Bamber http://www.motionpictureco.com/index2.php#/home/ entertains my new-found desire for technical insight.

My challenge will be not only in learning the business of wedding photography, but also in immersing myself more into identifying my own artistic style and in capturing and effectively applying the technical aspects of lighting, post-production, etc.

So, here's to ticket stubs, sausage gravy, textbooks, awakening conversations, and seizing what doesn't come naturally.

Now, let's get technical.