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Amy McCool : owner, artist, dreamer, adventurer

McCool Photography was created 17 years ago. I had a vision then, and it still holds true today. To me being an Equestrian Photographer means being somewhere and doing something that I love and that I am talented at. It means working long hours in sometimes silly weather (either smoldering hot or freakishly cold) with less than optimal seating or standing arrangements for 10+ hours a day. It means having to go to the bathroom so bad and knowing that there are 48 horses left to jump and wondering how my bladder is possibly going to refrain from exploding. It means sometimes shoving lunch down my throat without chewing in the 2 minutes between horses. It means sunburns, big fat ant bites, chapped lips, and leg cramps from doing 800 squats in one day shooting low in the show jumper ring. It means packing up a big vanload of equipment just to unload, set up, tear down, reload, and then unpack after driving roundtrips of sometimes 40 hours. It means setting an alarm for ungodly hours (and those of you who know me know that I am really not a morning person) and walking out the door cross-eyed and half asleep. BUT...it also means that I am where I'm supposed to be and I'm reminded of that every time I'm shooting and the little girl riding up to a .80 jump on her pony yells out "you can do it girl...you can do it"...or the Grand Prix rider hollers out "Thank you thank you I’m sorry I LOVE YOU" after the horse saves her butt...and I cry. My eyeballs literally squeeze out a tear and I choke up like a child and am thankful that I'm far enough away in the ring that no one can see me. I'm also reminded what this means to me when I overhear people saying "OMG...that is the best photo I have ever seen of my horse, I didn’t know he was so beautiful", or emails that say “"McCool Photography is the best and thank you so much for being there and taking such great pictures of me and my horse”

I’d like to say every bit of this was part of my vision….but all of the intricacies of the last 17 years weave together and surpass what I could have ever dreamed of. And for that, I am truly grateful.