…and then there are “short summaries or some words of praise accompanying a creative work.” On occasion we’ll get something like “A few didn’t really work for us, but that’s not your fault… It was outfit choices.” But fortunately we usually we get “Awesome! We really like them!” or something to that degree.
Then, there is this.
“Once upon a time there was a mom and a daughter. This daughter, she grew and she grew and she grew and before they both knew it, it was time for her last year in high school. Now this girl she was special. In many many ways. So the mom knew that no ordinary photographer would do. So she did what she knew best and she used a magical tool called google. And she stumbled upon some extraordinary images and she shared those with her daughter. And her daughter, being again very special, she recognized the art and the passion in those photographs. So this mother, she wrote to the creator of said art a long paragraph* to tell this photographer about her very special daughter, so that he might be prepared to capture her in all her essence.
And that paragraph, well it was a little weird but being very brave this photographer agreed to meet this mom and this daughter and so they met. And the photographer-well he was charming and creative and passionate and energetic and he had a very special assistant named Lightgirl to weave her magical touch into the art. It also should be noted again that they were very brave- entering an abandoned rust ridden sawmill at dusk, through a locked gate outnumbered by the three females leading the way. And the mom and the daughter, well they were smitten just by the experience. It was comfortable, quiet, encouraging. And then the photos started to come in…waiting with excitement, anticipation and joy, delighting in each one, celebrating the vision. This special girl and her mom, well they were very pleased indeed. And so it was and so it is.”
I was now left with not only an open jaw, but also left unsure as to how best respond. I figured a simple “Thank you! That’s flattering” wasn’t going to cut it. I think a blog post would suffice much better. And so it was, and so it is.
*The long paragraph they are referring to was an equally long, if not longer “novella” describing the senior’s interests and personality. Really, if only all parents were like this. I’m serious, it was so cool to feel like I really knew my client before even meeting them.