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THERE MUST BE MORE TO LIFE...
So what happened next? After what I call a few 'wilderness years' I did a visual communications degree and became an editorial art director. After a few years of this I found myself thinking this isn't a career that I want for the rest of my life so I decided to be a lawyer. Why? Partly because I’d always been fascinated by politics and the rights of the underdog; partly because I was blown away by Billy Bragg on Question Time ranting (quite eloquently) about why Britain needed a written constitution; and partly because when I'm seeking entry through the pearly gates and St Peter asks me what I did with my time on earth I ain't going to be ashamed to say I was a legal aid lawyer.
Some five years after making that decision I took voluntary redundancy to help me get through my last few legal exams, and to supplement my redundancy pay I started doing a 'little bit' of paid photographic work. Which kinda brings me up to date.
And what of all those ambitions? Short-term I aim to pursue law on a voluntary basis probably working one day a week at a local law centre. My poetry I aim to self publish when I find the time. My visions of rock stardom have entirely evaporated and all should be pleased to know I have neither intention nor desire to revive them.
Which leaves my photography. The 'little bit' of paid photography snowballed into quite a bit of paid photography. We're not talking telephone numbers, far from it but coupled with work life balance benefits it is rich reward and I'm loving it, really loving it but recessions... bit of a pisser aren't they.
So yes, if you could please pass the word, "legally trained ex art director poet seeks work as photographer."
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