Posts tagged “littlethings

{A Day in The life…} This one time, we went camping…

I have camped in the mountains enough years to know that it’s never the same trip.

Even if you camp at the same site.
In the same mountains.
With the same people.
Even if you bring the same food and drink the same beer…

It’s different every time.

The last time that we went, (gosh, that was about six weeks ago now), I gave myself a challenge.

My challenge was to use a lens that I rarely bring out and to take photos while I was camping, of the little things.

The kids were in the camper trying to catch a nap and the hubby could tell that I was itching to take a walk by myself.  So he offered to stay with the kids while I meandered around the area.

I saw some really neat things that day.  That’s not to say that I haven’t seen a pine cone or an old rusty nail before.  But I did see the smallest pine cone I had ever seen in my life.   And, I crouched in and around an old rusted vehicle from the 30’s that was abandoned next to a swollen creek – surrounded by overgrown forest.

Had I not taken that walk, I wouldn’t have even known that all those little things existed just a short jaunt from where we set up camp for three days.

To me, its really eye opening to look at those photos and think that 99% of the people that have or will camp right where I did – won’t take the time to look closely at their surroundings.  It’s too bad too, cause if I have learned anything about life, it’s to take in all the little things while they’re still there to enjoy.

A Day in The Life…

The smallest pine cone I have ever seen.  It was the size of the tip of my pinkie finger!

This is just magical to me.  I am pretty sure I will frame this one (above) in the studio.

And to think, this could be a massive tree someday.

Last, but not least.  ❤

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{A Day in The Life} Getting back to my roots…

I don’t even know how to start a post like this.  So I guess I better just do my best and see how it goes.

When I bought my first camera, I am almost positive that it was WEEKS before I took my first photograph of a person.  I walked around my small home on Lynn Ave. every chance I had, and took photos of things that people wouldn’t even think to look for.

I took pictures of the rings in an old tree stump in our backyard.

I would lay on the grass and get as close as I could to our pansies to capture what it would be like to look at the world from the height of a pansy.

I know it probably doesn’t seem that important to you reading this, but I was looking for beauty in anything at this point.  ANYTHING.

I had just lost my Dad and my brother and had a completely different perspective looking at the world all of a sudden.  I felt like someone had taken a 2×4 and slammed me in the head as hard as they could, leaving me alone, stunned and hurting – and knowing that I had to figure out how to get my ass up on my own.

Eight years later (tomorrow), to see how far I have come since owning my first camera and finding the beauty in the smallest things, I feel an incredible sense of strength, but I still feel lost.

I have a family that I love with all I have.  I have a husband who is my best friend, and sometimes the only person that I seem to have nowadays that knows what I am going through.  I have a home that makes me feel whole when I need it most.  But you know what?  I still feel lost.

I took a passion (photography) and turned it into something I never would have imagined.  Owning my own business and trying my best to help support my family is sometimes the most rewarding yet exhausting venture I have ever taken on.  But do you know what I miss?

I miss capturing the little things.
I miss the dew on a blade of grass.
I miss capturing a bumble-bee covered in pollen.
I miss taking a photo of the inside of a tulip.
I miss the beauty of a mountain range, and how it can make you feel so small.

I miss doing what I used to do.

So I guess what I’m trying to say, is that from here on out, this blog is going to look a lot different.  This is still a place for my clients to come and sneak a peek at their latest session, and a place for people to come and get to know me a little better.  But also, it is going to be an outlet and way for me to try and focus on what really brought me to photography in the first place.

The little things.