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Things I learned in 2015 by Jessica Lee

San Diego, U.S.A.

San Diego, U.S.A.

I began January 2015 in San Diego, California, a place where I realized I was at the happiest in my 20’s. It was a big gamble to go to California for a month at this time because though I knew I needed a break from the Winter in Canada, I still wanted and needed to hold on to my job in Montreal and also I needed to watch my budget. However, the sunshine, break and change of lifestyle was exactly what I needed to refresh myself to get ready for the rest of 2015.

San Diego also taught me a lot about myself and my resiliency, as the second day of my stay there, my wallet mysteriously disappeared. 2015 was a year of great breakthroughs, adventure and double-takes. I got published for the first time in the Toronto Star and made it to Canadian Press’ freelance photographer’s list. I spent a grand total of 59 days this year on the road when I wasn’t in Toronto or Montreal. There were so many good times and laughter, but also a few tough moments, which is where the learning comes in.

This is what I learned in 2015:

1. How to say no to things
Learning to say ‘no’ to multiple projects or people was one of the most difficult things I learned to do this year. It felt odd and there was a tension within myself. But to make room for bigger and better things, sometimes you just have to say no to projects that don’t pay enough or people who don’t respect your time or situations that drain you emotionally. Because I said no to some projects and contracts, I was able to say yes to spontaneous road trips, shooting for McDonald's Canada and shooting for Frito-Lay.

Road trip through the States!

Road trip through the States!

2. Take things slow.
This is your life, enjoy it. As much as you’re supposed to work hard and constantly better yourself (growing up in hyper-competitive Toronto, working hard is ingrained into you), sometimes you just need to relax. After living for a year in Montreal (I moved back to Toronto this summer), I learned to adopt the carefree French attitude of enjoying life’s pleasures. Every weekend, my routine included a leisurely brunch with friends followed by tanning and reading in the park. What is the point of life if you don’t get to enjoy the beautiful moments? I once knew a guy who was hardworking and had a great job and a great salary and a great apartment, but he spent so much of his youth working, he didn't have time to develop his relationships or even go out and now in his late 20's he doesn't have anyone to enjoy his life with and even worse, his social skills are so rusty, he is having trouble finding people to spend time with him. Anyway, the point of this message is: you don't have to be working hard all the time and you should keep a balance in your life.

San Diego living :)

San Diego living :)

3. Visualize the bigger picture.
Early on in my photography/writing career I did work for free and I also devoted a large amount of time developing my own blog (which was a labour of love) but with every photo I took and every blog post I wrote, I slowly got better at what I was doing and all my work became my portfolio and ended up getting me into the door of some bigger companies. I made huge strides (Toronto Star, Canadian Press) in my freelance career this year because of all that experience. You give some away, and you get some more. Don’t get discouraged if early on in your career you have to give away some (or all) of your work for free; all of it is coming back to you in experience, just remember to look at the bigger picture.

Crete, Greece

Crete, Greece

4. How to tell the client they are wrong (respectfully and politely).
Sometimes you can do all the work the client asked for, the way they asked for it, sometimes doing it several times over and still the client isn’t happy for whatever reason. This is not your fault. Early on in our lives, we learn to make people happy, whether it is our teachers or parents; by meeting their expectations in whatever way they expect from you; or at your first job where you’re told the customer is always right. Yet as you get more life experience, you realize that some people just can't be pleased, and sometimes the customer is just an unhappy person and that has nothing to do with you. The solution to this is to surround yourself with a network of other freelancers who will give you support and encouragement. 

Tanning in Montreal with fellow photographer, Dale.

Tanning in Montreal with fellow photographer, Dale.

5. How to live with little to none (this is especially useful for a freelancer)
As I mentioned earlier, this year in January, my wallet went missing on my second day in San Diego and I had to live with no money for a whole four days before my credit card, which was express-shipped, arrived in California. Through this experience (literally one of my worst fears while travelling), I learned just how little I could live with and still survive and have fun - sort of like how Evey in V For Vendetta, toughens up at the end when V put her through all that crap. The truth is, many of us have all of these built-up fears of “what if”s, but when things actually happen, we cope better than we think we can. Through the experience, I ate a lot of bread, and grumbled about being hungry, but a lot of people live with much worse. Also, a majority of people think they need a lot of money to have a great life (according to a study, after a certain point, money won't make you happier), but really it’s all about attitude, which brings me to the next point.

Friend owned the boat, so free ride :)

Friend owned the boat, so free ride :)

6. Money is just something that can be made again (spend on people you love). Earlier this year, after making a transition from working at a full-time job to being a freelance photojournalist, I lived minimally for a while – rarely going out or having dinners at restaurants. Then in March, someone I met started taking me out a bunch, spending a lot of cash on food and drinks. When I asked him why he was doing all of this, he said "money is something you can make again", which I understand more now. At the end of your life, it's much better to have memories made with people, facilitated by money, than to die with a pile of money and no fond memories.

Sailing in the Bosphorus in Istanbul with my friend Dave!

Sailing in the Bosphorus in Istanbul with my friend Dave!

7. Be patient, and wait for your moment. Earlier this year, as a newly hired contractor for a project, things at the company shifted and suddenly there was a lot more than the team could handle. It was brought up in a team meeting that there was a need for a writer who could take on a couple more assignments each week. As the new person, I wanted to jump in and show initiative, yet somehow I knew this wasn’t the right opportunity for me as I knew I wanted to focus more on my photography. There was a tension in my chest as I held my tongue and didn't volunteer - they had to hire someone else, but in the end I was glad I didn't jump in as a few weeks later, there was a need for someone with video skills, which is much closer to photography than writing. The lesson to come away with is to wait for your moment. This is true for everything else in life, if something doesn't feel right don’t feel pressured to jump into a business opportunity, buying a property or a marriage, because if it’s truly right for you, it will come again. You just need to have faith!

Old Port Montreal office space

Old Port Montreal office space

8. You don’t get anywhere if you don’t ask. Earlier this Fall, I missed my flight home from Istanbul to Toronto because there was this thing called Passport Control where before you even enter security to board your flight, you have to get in this big line where it’s a pre-screen. In my entire life of catching planes and travelling, I’ve only ever missed one flight, so I didn’t accommodate for this extra two hours of waiting before boarding. In Toronto (and other airports around the world), if you’re about to miss your flight, there are airport employees who can push you through the lines so that you don’t miss your flight, but no such thing existed in Turkey. You are on your own in this country. Anyway, as I was about to miss my flight because I was in this line, I started asking people if I could skip ahead of them. I found that many people are surprisingly accommodating if you tell them you’re about to miss your flight and will let you go ahead of them, no questions asked. Unfortunately, I did this near the end of my wait, and still ended up missing last boarding call by 10 minutes. But now I’m less hesitant about asking for things, even from strangers.

Nashville, earlier this August.

Nashville, earlier this August.

9. Photography is not real. I knew this before, but I understand more of the depth of it now. I don't mean obvious things like photoshopping pigs in the sky, but rather things like how lighting can make a picture dramatically different. Through a lot of varied photography jobs this year, where I had to make products or people look good, I learned just how much work goes into lighting or waiting for that one key moment to get a frame. There was this local politician I saw quite often day-to-day professionally, who wasn’t the best looking guy out there in the world – but that’s okay, not everyone needs to be Brad Pitt. But in a photo I saw of him, this photographer managed to make him look attractive, even slightly appealing (with no photo alterations, just good use of lighting!). This is the power of photography. Hire the best photographers you can, it's worth it! :)

Tijuana, Mexico, in January

Tijuana, Mexico, in January

10. The gifts you receive aren’t really because you deserve them but because the people you know are AWESOME, big-hearted and generous. This year, I’ve been blessed by so many delicious treats, great meals and fantastic experiences. A lot of it was the plain luck of having the right people in my life or meeting the right people (like when I met my friend Alek who gave me an unforgettable motorcycle ride through San Francisco up to Hawk Hill, with sweeping views of the Golden Gate Bridge), but then there are the times when you try to give back to people who gave to you first and they end up giving you even more. And then there are things you receive which you just can't ever repay (like photography advice that ends with you getting published in Rock and Ice), so you just learn to be grateful and try to give back to the world in some other way. What I am trying to say here is that I'm really grateful for everyone who has contributed in some way to my life this year, so thank you.

Dave and I in Istanbul, Turkey

Dave and I in Istanbul, Turkey

*Bonus*: Always consider opportunity cost! This year, I found a cheap flight from Oslo, Norway to Crete, Greece. It was $53, what a steal! But what I didn't consider was that the flight time, 6 am, meant that I wouldn't sleep all night and would arrive to Greece sleep-deprived and cranky. It also cost $53 for the bus to the further airport in Oslo that this flight operated from. So if you see something that looks like a good deal, always consider the other factors.

Here's to an even more awesome 2016! Stay adventurous!

Alek and I on Hawk Hill, San Francisco

Alek and I on Hawk Hill, San Francisco

In the search for "cool": my first wakeboarding experience by Jessica Lee


I have always thought wakeboarders were the coolest people in the world. 

In terms of coolness factor, they beat surfers, snowboarders, skateboarders, BMX riders, rockstars, jazz musicians, etc, etc.

I used to work at The Molson Amphitheatre near Ontario Place, in the southwest end of Toronto every summer. There was a lake at Ontario Place and there would always be wakeboarders jumping off ramps, doing flips; generally putting on a show for the public. I would always watch them before work.

I couldn't quite figure out why wake boarding seemed so "cool" then, but I'm definitely on to something after this weekend.


I went with the Sydney Uni Wakeboarders on a weekend trip to Cliftonville, NSW. 

Going on this trip was definitely a leap of faith for me as I didn't know anyone in the club, hadn't ever been wakeboarding before, was made to walk through the dodgy Redfern area at night to get in some stranger's car, who would drive me to the camp and on top of that, the day before, I had split my big toe, which had affected my rock climbing, so it probably wasn't the ideal condition for me to go wakeboarding.

In the end it was alright. If you ever happen to split your toe and it's bleeding everywhere and you were wondering if it's alright for you to go wakeboarding, it's definitely okay because wakeboarding boots are open-toed.

And I'm really glad it worked out and the strangers I met weren't psychopaths. Things definitely could have gone differently and I would be writing a very different blog post if they had.

It was a two hour drive to the Hawkesbury river and it was absolutely beautiful.

This was the view from our lodge:


And the patio of the cabin we lived in:


Turns out it was a pretty good decision for me to go on this trip (despite having an uncompleted assignment I had to finish before Monday) as I soon found out.

Here is the $95,000 boat that towed us:


It's amazing how much funding the athletics department at University of Sydney gets. Do we have a wakeboarding club back in Toronto? Nope. Forget about a $95,000 boat!

What we do have back home is free access to a couple of really nice gyms. They're okay I guess. Not quite as cool as being able to wakeboard though...

This is a photo of the gas pump at the dock:


What's really interesting about the Sydney Uni Wakeboarders club is not all its members actually attend the University of Sydney. I was one of two people who actually went to the University of Sydney of all seven people on the trip.

People just join the club because it's much cheaper to ride with the university as opposed to buying your own boat and petrol, and then having to find a place to store the boat.

Wakeboarding is not a cheap sport as I soon found out. It's not as ridiculous as horseback riding, but it's up there. I'm really glad took advantage of the university subsidies and went on this wakeboarding trip.


It's great that Sydney University thinks it's important to fund this club because it gives students options to try things out (which is what university is supposed to be about). There are so many sports initiatives Sydney University supports. For example, there is freakin' rock climbing gym on campus. It's a small gym, but there is also a thriving rock climbing community formed from it.

It could be cool if the University of Toronto followed from this example... (hint hint!)

Anyway, back to this weekend.


Don't be fooled by the sunny weather, it was freezing cold on the weekend. Actually maybe 20 degrees? But there was wind. And the lake was cold. It's pretty much fall in Sydney right now.

Here is a photo of Casey getting into the water.


He's kind of really pro, but he's also been doing this for five years.


This is him landing after a huge jump.


And landing a backflip... no big deal.


I was the only newbie on this trip, so it was a bit intimidating, as everyone knew what they were doing. They even talked in a special wakeboarding lingo.

After watching a couple of people on the water, it was finally my turn.

Here is a photo of me getting into the water. Note the anxious smile.


I wasn't afraid of trying wakeboarding. It was more like "it's 9 a.m. in the morning and I'm about to jump into a lake of freezing water".

During my sleepover camp days, I wasn't the biggest fan of the polar bear traditions.

For those of you who don't know, in North America some crazy people like to go on "polar bear plunges" where you wake up early in the morning at 7 am and you just jump into the lake. Then you get out and carry on with the rest of your day. It's kind of insane, but some people enjoy it. Google it if you don't believe me. Sometimes, it's even ice water.

Luckily I brought a wetsuit.

It's not as a cool as riding in board shorts, but I've always been a "function over fashion" kind of girl so on it went.

The water was freezing.

But after getting over the initial coldness, I managed to get up on my second try!

Here is a photo of me wakeboarding:


It's not as exciting as the other guys' photos since they are doing tricks and catching air and all that, but the following photo was a pretty big moment for me.

This is me attempting to go over the wake:



It didn't quite work out.


I tried many more times after that.


And that was the end of my 15 minutes of riding.

Each person gets only 15 minutes because fuel is expensive and also because 15 minutes of riding is more than enough.

15 minutes doesn't sound like a lot of time to ride, but actually wakeboarding requires so much energy. It's not like you can take a break in the middle of riding either.

For example if you're playing basketball, if you're tired, you just don't run to the ball as hard. Or you take a break, catch your breath and then go back into the game. In wakeboarding, all of your muscles are worked simultaneously (arms, legs, core, back) and it's not like you can take a break from it because then you would face plant into the lake.

As a result from all the strenuous activity, wakeboarders are incredibly fit.

I was really tired after wakeboarding. I pretty much passed out and took a four-hour nap when we went back to shore.

We eventually went out to dinner and when we came back, there was a campfire started by the University of New South Wales boarders.



Then it was time for bed and we woke up for a second day of wakeboarding.

I was pretty sore all over from wakeboarding the day before but was determined to make it over the wake and not fall.

It happened!

I also discovered what makes wakeboarding look so cool.

Here is a photo of Litchy, one of the more experienced wakeboarders:


What I realized about wakeboarding is that it looks cool because of the posture of the wakeboarder. In other board sports, the boarder leans forward to balance. In wakeboarding, the boarder leans back, assuming a pose of (for lack of a better word) indifference. This position conveys "yeah I'm really laid back; calm, cool and collected". It is this combination of posture and attitude which makes wakeboarders really cool.

Here is another photo of Litchy leaning way back.


And a photo of him using one hand to hold the rope, like it's no big deal.


Here he is catching air with only one hand on the rope.


One of the great things about riding with a boat full of experienced wakeboarders is you get to learn from watching the best. Also your standards are raised. 


I'm thinking maybe if I were in a boat full of beginners, I wouldn't have pushed myself so hard to accomplish going over the wake or trying to catch some air. I might have been satisfied with just being able to get up on the water.


In the end, I'm really glad I went wakeboarding despite all the stress I suffered through from having to complete my assignment the day it was due and also all the uncertainties I had in the beginning. This was the last weekend trip so if I didn't go, I probably never would have gone at all.