thoughts.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
these last two weeks have been and are going to continue to be crazy.
the fourth of july, two weddings in two states, two birthdays, two family sessions, and hopefully a newborn session
on top of the regular day to day summer life.
I'm not complaining...just feeling like I have a moment in the midst to try and gather my thoughts.
typically when I run four hundred miles a minute, I'm flooded with tons of thoughts.
and this week didn't disappoint in the thoughts category.
and what random thoughts they are.
learning thoughts.
I've come to a realization.
I don't think I am ever going to be done learning.
I might never go back to traditional school (halle-freaking-lujah!)
but the act of learning will hopefully never come to a stopping point.
I was watching SYTYCD (yes, I recognize the oxymoron...and yes, I know I CANNOT dance.)
the beauty of art in dance never ceases to amaze me.
seriously, watch this dance about addiction and not be moved...
this week on the show I was struck with travis' statement on his taking another one of the choreographers dance class.
I don't know why, but I just assumed that he didn't take classes anymore.
he's a winner of the show and now a choreographer/judge for the show and yet he STILL takes classes!
it just brings more truth to the fact that I will never be done learning this life.
there is a statement that I read from another photographer, and I learned something this week:
"become a storyteller rather than a photographer."
it's still resonating with me.
he went on to ask the question:
"why tell stories with your camera?
I enjoy looking at a story over a snapshot any day.
telling a story with your camera forces you to slow down and think about what you're doing.
what is it about this scene that makes me want to make a photograph?
what moves me or is attracting me to the moment?
is there a point of view that I am trying to capture and preserve?"
I have a need to tell a story as a photographer and I'm not just interested in taking snapshots.
every wedding, every family session, every [unique] session needs to tell a story.
just like every good story has a beginning, middle and an end.
every good photograph should have an obvious way to draw the viewer in, something to hold their attention once they get there, and then leave them with somewhere to go when he/she is done.
I've heard a photographers say they wouldn't photograph something because "it's already been done."
I've even been guilty of saying that!
but that is the exact opposite of creative thinking.
there is always a different or even better way to shoot what has been photographed before.
you just have to "see" it.
this photographer I was reading went on to say:
"it's simply in-authentic to do something JUST BECAUSE it 's new - if you don' t feel it in your heart.
I saw a beautiful portrait at this year's WPPI hanging in the print competition.
while the younger folks might have called it "old fashioned" I called it "classic."
it scored very well and should have. I am sure the maker was proud of it.
I am sure the subject of the portrait and her family loved it.
but yet , I heard one young woman laughing at the photo because it used a painted muslin background.
she was having a field day attacking both the image and the image maker because that was such a "cliche?"
really!?
sort of like her blue hair was a cliche. seriously.
just because you make a spectacle of yourself ala Lady Gaga or Paris Hilton, that doesn't make you cool or new. it's the talent underneath all the tattoos, lip rings, dresses made of meat , hair colors that are off the RGB spectrum, etc. that matter.
I understand the need to set yourself apart.
and I don't really care what color your hair is or how many tattoos you have.
what I do care about is whether or not your photographs represent your true vision.
I care about the artist underneath all the trappings.
if you expect me to be impressed with your outrageous attire or attitude, forget it.
that's boring by now."
big words, and big thoughts for me. :)
my mom.
I told you. random thoughts. :)
my mother is astounding me lately with her creativity and thoughtfulness.
you see, she came to me a couple weeks ago and let me know she wanted to "help" me in some way.
she recognized that in my "four hundred mile an hour life" that maybe I could use a little help in the dinner category.
a category that gets very little attention.
and when I say "very", I mean pretty much almost never.
which when I stop and think about it, it's kind of strange...she is one of the best cooks in all the land and you'd think I would have gleaned that tid bit from her.
but, nope. I did not.
thus, the inauguration of grandma's special feasts.
what is it?
um, I'm a little hesitant to say...
JUST KNOW that I know I'm spoiled and that I have the most amazing mother ever.
she makes a huge family dinner (with enough for leftovers) over to my house once a week so I don't have to cook.
I KNOW!
(say it like craig fergusen, it's much more amusing and lessens the jealous thoughts you might be sending my way right now.)
she says she loves to help this way and her creativity is simply oozing out of her...slightly thanks to pinterest, but mostly because she's just wired that way!
however she got her creativity, I'm unbelievably thankful for her and eating a ton better too!
here's some of the things she's made us...
nature thoughts.
it's getting close to vacation. I can feel it.
vacation symbolizes peace to me.
I get to walk in non-hell-like temperatures. seriously. 117 degree's. awesome.
I get to see tree's and flowers and birds and just rest.
but it's not quite time yet and I read a quote last week that is helping me:
"peace.
it does not mean to be in a place where there is
no noise, trouble or hard work.
it means to be in the midst of those things
and still be calm in your heart."
I like that.
I feel like I'm finding moments of that.
oddly enough, when I look at my flowers that I found at fresh and easy.
did you know that fresh and easy sells peonies? and hydrangea's?! and orchids?!!
flowers I simply haven't seen outside of chicago and california.
but they are there nonetheless.
and I buy them each week because they remind me to find peace in the midst of life. :)
the fourth of july, two weddings in two states, two birthdays, two family sessions, and hopefully a newborn session
on top of the regular day to day summer life.
I'm not complaining...just feeling like I have a moment in the midst to try and gather my thoughts.
typically when I run four hundred miles a minute, I'm flooded with tons of thoughts.
and this week didn't disappoint in the thoughts category.
and what random thoughts they are.
learning thoughts.
I've come to a realization.
I don't think I am ever going to be done learning.
I might never go back to traditional school (halle-freaking-lujah!)
but the act of learning will hopefully never come to a stopping point.
I was watching SYTYCD (yes, I recognize the oxymoron...and yes, I know I CANNOT dance.)
the beauty of art in dance never ceases to amaze me.
seriously, watch this dance about addiction and not be moved...
this week on the show I was struck with travis' statement on his taking another one of the choreographers dance class.
I don't know why, but I just assumed that he didn't take classes anymore.
he's a winner of the show and now a choreographer/judge for the show and yet he STILL takes classes!
it just brings more truth to the fact that I will never be done learning this life.
there is a statement that I read from another photographer, and I learned something this week:
"become a storyteller rather than a photographer."
it's still resonating with me.
he went on to ask the question:
"why tell stories with your camera?
I enjoy looking at a story over a snapshot any day.
telling a story with your camera forces you to slow down and think about what you're doing.
what is it about this scene that makes me want to make a photograph?
what moves me or is attracting me to the moment?
is there a point of view that I am trying to capture and preserve?"
I have a need to tell a story as a photographer and I'm not just interested in taking snapshots.
every wedding, every family session, every [unique] session needs to tell a story.
just like every good story has a beginning, middle and an end.
every good photograph should have an obvious way to draw the viewer in, something to hold their attention once they get there, and then leave them with somewhere to go when he/she is done.
I've heard a photographers say they wouldn't photograph something because "it's already been done."
I've even been guilty of saying that!
but that is the exact opposite of creative thinking.
there is always a different or even better way to shoot what has been photographed before.
you just have to "see" it.
this photographer I was reading went on to say:
"it's simply in-authentic to do something JUST BECAUSE it 's new - if you don' t feel it in your heart.
I saw a beautiful portrait at this year's WPPI hanging in the print competition.
while the younger folks might have called it "old fashioned" I called it "classic."
it scored very well and should have. I am sure the maker was proud of it.
I am sure the subject of the portrait and her family loved it.
but yet , I heard one young woman laughing at the photo because it used a painted muslin background.
she was having a field day attacking both the image and the image maker because that was such a "cliche?"
really!?
sort of like her blue hair was a cliche. seriously.
just because you make a spectacle of yourself ala Lady Gaga or Paris Hilton, that doesn't make you cool or new. it's the talent underneath all the tattoos, lip rings, dresses made of meat , hair colors that are off the RGB spectrum, etc. that matter.
I understand the need to set yourself apart.
and I don't really care what color your hair is or how many tattoos you have.
what I do care about is whether or not your photographs represent your true vision.
I care about the artist underneath all the trappings.
if you expect me to be impressed with your outrageous attire or attitude, forget it.
that's boring by now."
big words, and big thoughts for me. :)
my mom.
I told you. random thoughts. :)
my mother is astounding me lately with her creativity and thoughtfulness.
you see, she came to me a couple weeks ago and let me know she wanted to "help" me in some way.
she recognized that in my "four hundred mile an hour life" that maybe I could use a little help in the dinner category.
a category that gets very little attention.
and when I say "very", I mean pretty much almost never.
which when I stop and think about it, it's kind of strange...she is one of the best cooks in all the land and you'd think I would have gleaned that tid bit from her.
but, nope. I did not.
thus, the inauguration of grandma's special feasts.
what is it?
um, I'm a little hesitant to say...
JUST KNOW that I know I'm spoiled and that I have the most amazing mother ever.
she makes a huge family dinner (with enough for leftovers) over to my house once a week so I don't have to cook.
I KNOW!
(say it like craig fergusen, it's much more amusing and lessens the jealous thoughts you might be sending my way right now.)
she says she loves to help this way and her creativity is simply oozing out of her...slightly thanks to pinterest, but mostly because she's just wired that way!
however she got her creativity, I'm unbelievably thankful for her and eating a ton better too!
here's some of the things she's made us...
nature thoughts.
it's getting close to vacation. I can feel it.
vacation symbolizes peace to me.
I get to walk in non-hell-like temperatures. seriously. 117 degree's. awesome.
I get to see tree's and flowers and birds and just rest.
but it's not quite time yet and I read a quote last week that is helping me:
"peace.
it does not mean to be in a place where there is
no noise, trouble or hard work.
it means to be in the midst of those things
and still be calm in your heart."
I like that.
I feel like I'm finding moments of that.
oddly enough, when I look at my flowers that I found at fresh and easy.
did you know that fresh and easy sells peonies? and hydrangea's?! and orchids?!!
flowers I simply haven't seen outside of chicago and california.
but they are there nonetheless.
and I buy them each week because they remind me to find peace in the midst of life. :)
my joy. :)
I am one of those moms today.
the kind that is found in a creepy corner clutching a baby blanket blubbering over her little boy.
the kind of mom who is overwhelmed with her little boys memories of slobbery kisses, special rocks, favorite toy trucks, special blankies, pretending to be dash from the incredibles, having a love affair with lightning mcqueen,
and not being too big for snugglefests...
the kind of mom who realizes that their little boy that is no longer a little boy.
even though my little boy promised.
he promised he would stay little but then he simply couldn't.
and he didn't. and somehow he grew into this giant stinky, goofy, sticky wonderful little man.
so this is me today.
me shedding a tear over my beautiful little ten year old of a man on his wonderful golden birthday.
I love him.
and I will love him forever.
and he will forever be the boy who brings me joy. :)
the kind that is found in a creepy corner clutching a baby blanket blubbering over her little boy.
the kind of mom who is overwhelmed with her little boys memories of slobbery kisses, special rocks, favorite toy trucks, special blankies, pretending to be dash from the incredibles, having a love affair with lightning mcqueen,
and not being too big for snugglefests...
the kind of mom who realizes that their little boy that is no longer a little boy.
even though my little boy promised.
he promised he would stay little but then he simply couldn't.
and he didn't. and somehow he grew into this giant stinky, goofy, sticky wonderful little man.
so this is me today.
me shedding a tear over my beautiful little ten year old of a man on his wonderful golden birthday.
I love him.
and I will love him forever.
and he will forever be the boy who brings me joy. :)
magic.
Tuesday, July 05, 2011
imagine with me...
it's a rare, clear cool night...the wind is gently blowing through the trees.
the sun is just setting casting a golden glow on loved ones faces around you.
you're with your sweetheart and then tony bennett's "the way you look tonight" comes on.
magic is bound to happen.
and that is exactly how I felt when we, we being me and the talented elizabeth from elizabeth ann photography based in colorado, photographed this wedding last month.
details of yellow and grey lit up this beautiful backyard reception with hidden vintage details of old keys, handmade music book page wreaths, vintage love notes, antique furniture and flickering tea lit candles blowing gently in the apple tree's...
family and friends conversed easily and toasted to love, happiness and the future.
grandparents and young people alike danced the night away while sinatra crooned...
it was a magical moment to simply take in and smile at.
it's a rare, clear cool night...the wind is gently blowing through the trees.
the sun is just setting casting a golden glow on loved ones faces around you.
you're with your sweetheart and then tony bennett's "the way you look tonight" comes on.
magic is bound to happen.
and that is exactly how I felt when we, we being me and the talented elizabeth from elizabeth ann photography based in colorado, photographed this wedding last month.
details of yellow and grey lit up this beautiful backyard reception with hidden vintage details of old keys, handmade music book page wreaths, vintage love notes, antique furniture and flickering tea lit candles blowing gently in the apple tree's...
family and friends conversed easily and toasted to love, happiness and the future.
grandparents and young people alike danced the night away while sinatra crooned...
it was a magical moment to simply take in and smile at.
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