Photography started for me as a need to hold on to what was most dear to me in the world, my own children. My obsessive need to freeze what I felt so blessed to have, led me to learn the craft so that I could do justice to the beauty I was witnessing everyday. My photography career quite honestly spiraled out of control, and I was fighting for time to actually just enjoy my own family. The problem is that I honestly love what I do, and love being able to help others to not just preserve moments in their families but to actually see what is right in front of them. I’m not quite sure what the answer is, or how to achieve the correct balance. I know that I not only want to keep photographing families, but I have to… it’s just a part of me now. I also want to make sure not to neglect my own family, and so am going to start laying down some structure and boundaries where business is concerned.
Part of this revelation came to me while on a much needed vacation with my boy’s these last 2 week, we spent wonderful quality time together and of course I got the chance to get my camera on their beautiful, dark, soulful eyes that speak to me always without words. I actually took some portraits of them, which is not what I usually focus on as many of you may know. My normal goal is to capture “moments” but they are growing up and I wanted something different. It’s also a little difficult right now because my older son shares my artistic nature and passion, so we start getting into conversations about light and shadow and the little one starts tuning out and feeling left out at the same time. Oh the fun of same sex children at different stages. We are watching my older son become a man before our eyes and for each of us it’s both exciting and difficult to see. My younger son, feels more distance between them and is not enjoying being the “little brother” at the moment. I think my husband is having a hard time realizing that as he is getting older and a little less able to push his body the way he would like, his son is becoming stronger and more capable by the day. For me well, I miss my little boy who used to be so proud to say we were like twins we were so alike, I miss his snuggles, I miss being able to just play with his hair and listen to him babble. At the same time… I really like who he is, I mean I would pick him as a friend. We share common interests, and really have the same core values, oh… and I could stare at him all day, I find him just breathtaking in the way that only a mother can. Now my little guy… trying so hard to keep up, to grow up and yet somehow reveling in being the baby. Still so sensitive, but trying to be so tough. It’s not easy to be the younger brother. I just love to see his spirit, the way his mind works… so much like my husbands it amazes me all the time and the dimples… I hope they never go away. He still lets me snuggle, he pretends to mind but I know better. It’s funny but in these pictures I can see everything I just described, I’m sure part of that is that they allow me to see into their souls but to me it’s just priceless… Oh, and some of these are just fun shots from vacation and many more are on the way I just wanted to put these out there while the feelings were still fresh. Did I mention that my oldest started high school today, where has the time gone?
ps. please excuse any grammatical errors in this post, when I write from the heart I don’t stop to sensor it’s just not how I’m wired.











Pages
-
facebook
Giving Back
Links
Meta
-
RSS Links































