Exercise in patience

I got a lovely e-mail last night from photographer Werner Engelen in Belgium, who asked for some feedback on his work and was kind enough to offer me feedback on my own. Werner pointed out, however, that on my Web site, in the South of Cota series, image #11 is the same as image #11 in the In Store series. Sure enough, he’s right. Plus, 13 of the 20 images are in the wrong order in South of Cota.

To say that I went over the site with a fine-toothed comb before it went live would be an extreme understatement. I was paying such close attention to detail that I’m sure my Web designer, Brad Phillips, was on the verge of losing his mind. I’m talking exhaustive lists of edits, including such things as asking him to move the copyright notice to the right by 1 pixel, and other stuff like that. After the site went live, I went through it all again. I was entering a competition and asked my sister Cara to go through and choose her favorite images. We talked about many of them, looked at the site together (over the phone), blah blah blah.

The point: I was incredibly anal in looking at this site, and it’s not like I’ve not been back to it since it went live. And still, something like this slips through the cracks. Oh, the frustration.

A quick call to Brad, I figured, would do the trick. Sure enough, he got back to me right away. But he’s in the middle of moving from Utah to New York City, and his computer with all his files on it is still in Utah, and he’s in Brooklyn, and he won’t have it until June 23 at the earliest. He was very sweet and apologetic and all that, and I’m not upset with him in the least—it’s my fault for not catching the problem in the first place.

But still, this is an extreme exercise in patience for someone as anal as I am. Seriously.