A Toronto commercial photographer went to her family doctor. The photographer had celery stuck in her nose, a carrot in one ear and a banana in the other.
“What’s the matter with me?” she asked her doctor.
The doctor replied, “You’re not eating properly.”
The same photographer then went to an eye doctor. The receptionist asked what was the problem. The photographer complained, “I keep seeing spots in front of my eyes.”
The receptionist asked, “Have you ever seen a doctor?”
The photographer replied, “No, just spots.”
After being examined by the eye doctor, the photographer was given some bad news: her vision was beginning to deteriorate. Fearful that she might lose her photography career, she was immediately sent to the best eye surgeon in the country.
After many hours of delicate surgery, her vision was fully restored. The photographer was so happy that she decided to show her gratitude by doing a special series of photos for the surgeon’s office.
The special work was a series of large, close-up photographs of people’s eyes. When the pictures were completed and hung on the office walls, she held a press conference at the surgeon’s office to unveil her latest photographic art.
After viewing the large pictures, a reporter asked the doctor, “What was your first reaction upon seeing your newly-decorated office with all the large eyes on the wall?”
The eye surgeon responded, “Thank goodness, I’m not a proctologist.”
With the completion of the pictures for the doctor’s office, the photographer was inspired to change from commercial photography to fine art. Following a year of producing art photos, she launched her first gallery exhibit to determine if a she had a future in fine art photography.
As the exhibition drew to a close, the photographer asked the gallery owner if there had been any interest in her art photography.
“I have good news and bad news,” the gallery owner replied.
“The good news is that one gentleman did enquire about your work. He wondered if the photos would appreciate in value after your death. When I told him they would, he said he wanted to buy all your photographs.”
“That’s amazing!” the photographer exclaimed. “But what’s the bad news?”
“The guy was your family doctor.”
Looking for another opinion, the photographer phoned the newspaper art critic. “Did you see my last exhibition?” she inquired.
The art critic replied, “I hope so.”
Disillusioned with her venture into the art world, the photographer went back to commercial photography. She sent her portfolio around to art directors and photo editors. After a while, an art director called to offer her a job doing advertising photography for a large retail chain.
The art director stated, “For this big advertising job, we’re only going to hire someone who is responsible.”
The eager photographer answered, “Then I’m the one you want! In all my previous assignments, every time something happened, they said I was responsible.”
