Tuesday, December 14, 2010

winter wedding.

On december 11th, I had the opportunity to photograph the wedding of a lovely couple. Want to see some of the photos?

One of my favorite parts of shooting a wedding is when the bride is getting ready. Not everyone knows what a process putting on a wedding gown is. Or how many people want to be involved in this process.







The photo below sums up a little bit why its great to be a girl.


More to come. 

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

everything is exhausted.

Good morning. I went to bed last night at nine pm, and fell asleep around midnignt. With my mind racing, I managed to lie there for three hours, wide awake.

We struggle daily with who we are, don't we? Sometimes it gets so damn depressing. Yet, I see this irrevocable glory and beauty in who I am as well. Sometimes I feel like my heart and soul are larger than life. Sometimes I feel like if given the chance to be anyone in the world, I would choose to be me. I know that may sound corny/cliche, or could be easily taken as arrogance.

I feel as if I'm my own worst enemy and biggest fan all at the same time. I judge myself critically and harshly and yet so often am so soft and easy on myself in other areas.

How does one deal with this? How do we love and respect ourselves but continue to push and motivate ourselves to grow and prosper?

Someone please, let me know.

Friday, December 3, 2010

i like this guy's skin

whitewashed

"...they live by intensities that the elderly have forgotten."


Tuesday, November 30, 2010

The Edge

He said,
"Come to the edge."
I said,
"I can't. I'm afraid."
He said,
"Come to the edge."
I said,
"I can't, I'll fall off."
He said, finally,
"Come to the edge."

And I came to the edge. And he pushed me. And I flew.

-Guillaume Apollinaire (1880-1918)


I really love this quote. I have a great print of it on my bulletin board in my office. I'm finding my eyes lingering on it more often lately. Everything inside me is saying "Come to the edge." I've been afraid and stuck for so long, I feel I might sooner die of fear than of falling.

I've decided to go back to school next semester. I'm nervous. I'm excited. I'm ready to move into something new. Actually, I should say that I'm ready to get back into what I love and what makes me come alive. Learning, art, design, having clear goals. I'm ready to get back into that culture. I've been trapped in the static for the past few years, and I'm finally getting some clarity.

Anyway, I'm really in the mood to ride a ferris wheel. Or watch Jaws. Hmmm.

photography is light

It's light painting the seemingly ordinary and creating a feast for the eyes. It's the closest we can get to really seeing things the way that someone else sees them. Photography freezes time. It conjures nostalgia and emotion. It comforts us. It reassures us.

It tells the truth.

I strive to be a photographer who tells the truth. I want the photography that I create to look like you. I don't want fake smiles or awkward poses. Something tells me that you don't want those things either.

inner battles

fickle
adjective
changing frequently, especially as regarding to one's loyalties, interests, or affection

resolute
adjective
admirably purposeful, determined, and unwavering

Followers