Every year, one of the companies I write for puts out a calendar for its representatives. And every year, the calendar rakes in a bunch of awards for everything from the concept and design to the color reproduction.
So when the art director suggested last year that we “pitch” the idea of an all-Munro-photo calendar, I never thought our clients would buy it. I’ll skip to the punch line: They bought it.
We went to the press check over the Christmas holiday. (I’m the one holding the camera.)
It was fascinating — and a tremendous ego boost — to see my images rolling off a giant Heidelberg press. Never mind that the first run landed in the recycling, thanks to a disconcertingly purple sky.
But nothing could have prepared me for the satisfaction of holding the calendar and seeing my photos printed and bound, ready to ship all over the country. As much as I may love my digital life, there’s still something about the printed word — or image, in this case — that seems more lasting and more “real.”
Thanks to all of you who have accompanied me on my past journeys, and who know the stories behind these images. And an even bigger thanks to those of you who will stick around for my future adventures. (Hint: The next one is coming up in less than three weeks.) Until then, I leave you with a few of my favorite travel pin-ups.