Imagine!

Trying to be creative… with my camera, with my paper crafts, with my digital art… with ANYTHING takes imagination. You have to imagine a possibility and take a road to get there. Usually my imagination road is sort of windy and I don’t often end up at the destination I had originally imagined. I like to think I end up some place even better. Sometimes that true. Its the journey that I enjoy though. The creative process as they say. It can be messy. Lots of photos, or torn paper, or whatever. I like to be messy. I like to circle around my concept and see where I can end up.

But my Noah…. he’s six. If I want to see what true imagination is really like I just have to hang out with him for about five seconds! It only takes that long before he says… “Hey Mommy, Guess What…..!” And before I know it I’m enveloped in tail of glory. It might be about police chases and bad guys, or maybe the biblical town of Jericho and battles, usually it has something to do with Legos… sometimes it’s Thomas the Tank Engine. No matter what it’s about I never really know where I’ll end up when Noah is imagining. I need to record one of his trips one day. It’d be awesome to have when he’s all grown up and the world gets in the way of his imagining.

 

 

Belly Laughs!

I think sometimes I forget to laugh.  No really!  I’m not trying to be all melancholy but I think it happens.  I’m rushing through my day.  Math papers, reading books, laundry, vacuum cleaners, diapers and bibs.  My marriage too!  Time with God.  My business, my creative needs, my writing.  Karate, basketball, prayer services.  Field trips, lunches to pack, play dates to keep.  Friends to remember, prayers to be said, books to read.  It all gets jumbled up.  It all gets jammed together.  When do I laugh?  Not enough.  I love my life. It is certainly not that I lack for moments of joy!  I have so very much to delight in.  But when was the last time I had a good gut busting belly laugh.

My Banana Cakes has it right.  She knows how to laugh.  I think I want to be more like her.  Her brother too.  Ezra has had the VERY best belly laugh ever since the day he was born.  I need to bottle that up!  I need to drink it up!  I need to soak it up!  I need to make it a part of me!

Going back to where it all started….

When you run a business, a creative business like photography, sometimes you forget to be… well… creative!  I know that sounds insane!  But it is true!  When I’m out on a shoot I am working for a client.  A client who has hired me to get what they want… not necessarily what I want.  Time is usually short so I must get the standard stuff before I try to get stuff just for me.  But honestly, by then… patience is lost, light is low, or the wind has kicked up and everyone is cold. It can be a bit frustrating to say the least.

So this year I’m going to try and find the time to get back to that creativity that started it all.  I’m participating in an iphone photography class.  I’ve signed up for challenges galore.  And I’m trying my hand at some personal projects.  I plan to share it all here on my blog. I fear what might happen is I end up trying a lot of stuff that just won’t work out!  Ok, wait… that isn’t a fear, it’s a fact.  It’s going to happen.  I’m going to throw a lot of stuff at the proverbial wall and I’m going to hope some of it sticks.  So watch out, you might get hit by flying poo.  Let’s see if I can learn a little something along way.

There is so much yumminess out on the internet!  I’m soaking up a ton of inspiration!  Up first… a photo challenge from www.evokingyou.com. We were challenged to photograph a mirror in some way.  This was my result. A twist on the self-portrait.

Happy Thursday!  Oh, and scroll down and skip around to check out other fabulous mirror images from the evoking you photographers!

 

Oh Christmas!

This might just be my very most favorite photo from our Christmas festivities. I just adore these hats! And I love how my brother-in-law Steve hopped into the photo too. I’m sure this is one we’ll all look back on with a smile! So there you have it! My silly holiday photo! I hope it brought a smile to your face, even for just a moment.

 

The Life of a Wedding Photographer!

A couple of weeks ago I had the honor and privilege of assisting Lisa Cour of Dayspring Photography on a couple of her weddings.  Talk about fun! This gal has some seriously awesome clients.  She and I met at a workshop back in March and hit it off pretty well.  Our paths have crossed a couple of times since and I always enjoy seeing her.  I jumped at the chance to lend her a helping hand.  I will be blogging images soon!  In the meantime I thought it might be fun to take a tiny sneak peak of what a wedding day looks like from behind the scenes.  With the aide of my iPhone camera I set to work!

Tops on my priority list is my stomach!  Typically I begin work on a wedding day hours upon hours before the ceremony.  Photographers are  documenting every detail as the bride has her hair and makeup done.  We capture fabulous photos of her dress, her shoes, her jewelry.  We artistically gather images of her mother and father as they watch their baby girl become a woman.  Many times we also take similar photos of the groom.  Of course there isn’t much to his hair (or makeup – usually) but we do like to capture his story too.  Getting dressed, hanging with his buds, sweating it as someone teases him that “their is still time to change your mind you know!”

This means we often begin working 6 or 8 hours before dinner is served, well before lunch, and we work straight through often skipping pretty much every meal of the day.  Even dinner is forgotten as we prepare a slide show or capture cake details or… whatever!  So this means we eat on the go.  What does eating on the go look like?  For me?  A cliff bar in the car while driving like a maniac to keep up with the limo in front of me so that I can be right with the bride the entire day and not miss a moment. Sound yummy?  Oh, and of course chug a lugging water from that fancy cooler you see on the floor in the background.

 

Comfort and style on the day of a wedding are paramount.  I need to be comfortable so I can last on my feet in extreme circumstances sometimes into the wee hours of the morning.  However, I want to look as professional as possible.  No one wants to hire a photographer they’d be embarrassed to have as guest correct?  Some female photographers wear healed shoes.  I just can’t imagine.  Then again I haven’t worn a pair of real heals since my own wedding 10 years ago.  They just aren’t me.  So I go all out in high class with these fake crocs that I bought at Payless shoes for $1.49.  I know, so classy.  But they do match my branding!  Cute huh?

Before I became a wedding photographer I thought the job was rather glamorous.  After all, wedding photographers work in swanky hotels, resorts, and other locations… right?  I mean, to get beautiful photos you have to go to beautiful places!  Yeah, not so much.  On this particular day I risked life and limb on a set of railroad tracks.

I enjoyed the pleasant aroma of a garbage dumpster.

And I graced the grounds of an old mental hospital… a place that is noted for being one of the most haunted in the country.

Oh, and did I mention that all of this took place on a day the will go down in the record books because of the extensive heat?  100+ degrees and higher with the heat index.  Yes, you could ring my shirt out before the day was done!  How did I get through it you ask?  Well, I stopped off on my way home and bought myself one very big iced coffee.  ahhhh…..

You know what? I wouldn’t trade one moment of it for the world!  I love what I do.  I love being there documenting the story of a very special day.  I love getting to know my clients.  I love the hugs they give me as we part after many many hours together.  I get to see people at their best (and once in great while at their worst).  I get to tell a story.  A story about love.  What could be better than that?

Oh and one more thing.  I get to see really really cool things like this killer limo! Now isn’t it totally worth it?

Happy Tuesday!

 

 

Alphabet Madness!

This week’s MCP Blog photo challenge is a letter of the alphabet. I chose to take a photo with LOTS of letters from the alphabet. This is a creation by my oldest son Noah! It is the space shuttle sitting on the launch pad ready for take off. I loved how he used such basic blocks for his creation. He has access to lots of blocks of all shapes and sizes and yet he gravitated to these very simple ones.

 

Have a fantastic Tuesday!

A Fantastic Graduation! Valentin Karate

If you are a regular to my blog then you know that I have both of my boys enrolled in World Tang Soo Do Karate at Valentin Karate.  Noah started his Martial Arts journey last September.  Ezra jumped into the game a couple of months later.  Since then I’ve seen my little boys blossom and grow in ways I hadn’t expected.  Originally I was just looking for a good physical activity they both could participate in that spanned longer than just a couple of months time.  Yes we planned on doing sports, but sports run just a couple of months and then everyone moves on.  I’m trying to help my children develop longer lasting relationships not just with other children but with adults as well.  That is hard to do when everything is over and done with in just a month or two.

The quality of the program consistently blows me away.  The instructors are absolutely top notch professionals who love what they do.  They are the sweetest, kindest, most patient people.  They understand the craziness of small children and work with them to bring out their best.  Their expectations of behavior are set high, yet reasonable.  They model respect, courage, discipline, and kindness.  Valentin Karate is involved in every kind of charity work you can imagine.  The level at which these schools give back to the community is mind boggling.  I cannot keep up with the number of charity events these people do.  I love the example that sets for my children.  I told you before that I have extremely high expectations for programs for young children.  Valentin Karate exceeds them at every turn.

So this year Noah earned four belts if you include the very first white belt that they are given after completing the first class.  Noah really did earn that belt as he was as nervous as anything and it actually took him two classes to feel comfortable enough to participate and earn that belt.  Ezra started a little later so he was able to earn three belts.  Quite impressive for a three year old if you ask me.

Last Saturday was graduation day!  My boys had recently completed the latest round of belt testing and it was time to celebrate.  Noah was moving up from the Tiny Tigers program (for 3-5 year olds) and into the Dragons program.  He earned his first yellow Dragon belt.  Ezra was moving into his Tiny Tigers green belt.  These boys worked hard for these belts and I was the proudest momma in the entire building.  And that is saying a lot because there were LOTS of momma’s there that day.

This was Ezra’s first BIG belt ceremony.  Usually they receive new belts during a special class.  But in December and June they have a large ceremony at a local Boys & Girls Club.  Ezra was nervous.  He didn’t want to leave Mommy’s side.  It took all I had to move away from him.  Then for a bit he didn’t want to sit with the other children.  However these instructors understand all of this and they worked with Ezra until he was comfortable.  Before I knew it he was sitting and laughing with the other children.

Then the show began.  Master Valentin lead the group himself in a quick warm up.  Quite the sight seeing all of these students work their moves.  Once that was over the Tiny Tigers (my boy’s class) performed their forms.  Then each and every class had their turn.  I watched my boys faces.  They were in awe over all that the big kids could do.  I hope this inspires them to keep at it.

Near the end they invite the parents down to the floor to officially tie the new belts.  I love this part.  I’m so glad we get to participate and not just stand by and watch.  The instructors fan out and happily take family photos with all the of the dozens and dozens of cameras that the parents bring with them.  Here is the photo we were able to capture.  I love it.

Afterward we celebrated with ice cream at Friendly’s.  They practiced their warrior faces while we waited.  To say they were wound up and excited would be an understatement.  Thankfully the Friendly’s crew set us off in the corner where we couldn’t disturb too many other customers.

That night Ezra appeared with his jammies and his new belt tied around his waist.  He sweetly asked if he could wear it to bed that night.  I couldn’t say no.  So I’ll let that be a testament to just how much my boys love their Karate classes.  We’ll keep attending all through the summer.  We might take a short break for some family vacation time.  But honestly, it is the part of the whole week and we wouldn’t give it up for anything.

Have a great holiday weekend!  See you on the blog next week! (Perhaps on Tuesday, I just might take Monday off.  We’ll see.)

 

 

Fun With My Kiddo’s! iPhone Silliness! And of Course the Winner of the Gorgeous & Co Giveaway!

Horray!  It’s Friday!  Did you all have an enjoyable week?  I did!  We had our fair share of craziness!  It seemed my Noah had a touch of the stomach bug early in the week.  The rest of us have suffered from terrible spring time allergies, or a cold… not sure which but both are miserable!  We also battled a silly little field mouse!  I have to say though that it was an extremely productive week!    I am so looking forward to tomorrow!  I get to get out and shoot a wedding with LaViera Photography!  It’s been a while since I’ve worked with her and I am very much looking forward to it!

Do you remember last Friday’s post?  I wrote about What I Hope My Children Say About Me In 30 Years! In that post I talked about wanting to be a more fun loving mom and how I’d like to spend more time just playing with my kiddos.  I was serious about that!  So I stopped yesterday afternoon and I sat down at the kitchen table and rolled up my sleeves to play with play-doh!  I had a really excellent time.  Truth be told I LOVE play-doh.  It was one of my favorite activities to set out when I was a public school special education preschool teacher.  It was so soothing not only for my students for ME as well.  It was awesome to sit and really enjoy my boys for a little while.  And I was able to unleash a little bit of creativity at the same time!  I thought it’d be fun to document our little play time with my iPhone and share it all with you!

What a mess we made together!  I think that was the best part!

So I hope you all have a great weekend!

Oh wait!  Were you all hoping to learn who the winner of the Gorgeous & Company $25 gift certificate is?  Of course you were!  I absolutely enjoyed this give away!  I hope to do something like it again soon!  Giving away stuff I love is a blast!  Hmmm…. what should I choose next time?

Anyway, without further a due… it seems in this case the early bird catches the worm as comment number THREE from Kim is the winner!  This is what she said….

“I Love G and C…been meaning to get my hands on one of her products for awhile…pick me, pick me!”

 

Congratulations Kim!  I’ll be sending you an email shortly!  What a way to end the week!  Hooray!

Why Stand Still? My Story About Overcoming Fears and My Constant Quest to Keep Improving!

Are you satisfied with who you are? With your life? With your own character? I have to say that I am not and dear God do not let me ever be!  I’m not saying that I am not happy. I truly am. I’ve said it before and I say it often because it is true! I am blessed beyond my wildest measure. My life is taking me in directions I never planned yet the path I am on is turning out to be far better than the path I once thought I wanted to be on.

I have everything. I want for nothing. I revel daily in the blessings I have been handed. I spend many waking hours thankful to God for what he has bestowed on me.  But I know I cannot stand still. I cannot stop here. I am too hungry for that. I am in a constant pursuit to better myself in every area of my life. I want to know more, do more, see more, experience more, and GROW!

Is there anyone out there like me? Sometimes this trip I’m on is pretty tiring and I’d love a friend.

If I stop now I may never become the person I was meant to be. I’ll become bored, stagnant, and probably depressed. I find it very hard to understand people who stay in the same place in their lives. Never challenging themselves, never bettering themselves. Especially, when they say they hate their job or other aspect of their life. Are they so afraid to take a risk on becoming who they were meant to be that they would rather wallow in their own muck?

About 3 years ago I was cruising Craigslist checking out opportunities for photographers and dreaming about someday or what might be. I had no intentions of responding to any ads. I wasn’t a good enough photographer.  I was just daydreaming. I spotted this ad from a wedding photographer offering to mentor and train potential wedding photographers free of charge. She simply wanted to give back. Something drew me to that ad.  I don’t know what it was.  I had never considered wedding photography up until that minute.  Any sort of photography business was still a pipe dream.  Even if I applied, never did I imagine I’d be chosen. I just didn’t think I was good enough and I thought I never would be. Plus, weddings are crazy stressful and HARD! I mean, what if I royally screwed up some poor girls day? I could be SUED! Who was this photographer anyway? Some sort of saint? No one offered what she was offering. She must have a horde of would-be super talented photographers beating down her door. Surely I never would be chosen. I had a million and one reasons not apply. I had a very long list of fears. But I did apply. Almost as a joke as in “See, she didn’t pick me. Just proves what I already know. That I stink!”

Then I forgot all about it. I went back to what I was doing. I kept at it with my photography because I loved it!  It fed my brain!  I need to feed my brain!  But when I heard nothing from this lady I figured I was right. It wasn’t for me. She didn’t choose me. After all I had no online portfolio to share with her at the time so she knew I stunk. Life moved on.

Until 9 months later when I finally did get an email with a request for a interview. I nearly passed out from shock! I had put it so far out of my mind I thought it was a weird spam thing and I nearly deleted it.  I sat and stared at it for a good five minutes until the pieces all came back together for me!

After much back and forth and plenty of coaxing and pep-talks by my husband I went on that interview. I seriously need to share that story some day. What a trip that was. But the rest is history. I was set on a path I never planned. I was given opportunity for growth I didn’t know I wanted. I found a love and a passion I didn’t know I was looking for. And I’m creating amazing relations and life experiences I never would have otherwise had. All because of an email I sent even though I was sure it would never be answered.

I’m thankful that I am always hungry and looking to keep moving. Otherwise I wouldn’t be where I am or who I am today. Now that is a scary thought.

This photo of me was taken just about 11 or 12 years ago not long before I graduated from college. Boy were my hopes and dreams different back then! I’m glad I didn’t cling to what wasn’t right for me and instead I’ve moved forward and changed and grown. It all makes me sort of excited for what the next decade of my life brings!

What do you hope your children say about you 30 years from now as a mother?

Yesterday afternoon was beautiful one.  The sun was shining, it was relatively warm, and my two older boys were enjoying the backyard and fresh air while I scuttled about the kitchen doing the things moms tend to do.  I heard the whoosh of the sliding patio door behind and when I turned around I saw two sweet little grubby smiling faces. In their dirt stained hands they carried bunches of dandelions.  “These are for you Mommy!  We got them for you! Aren’t they pretty?”  Of course they were!  They were the most gorgeous flowers I’d ever seen in my entire life.  I grabbed a glass and filled it with water and set the treasures out on our dining table.  This delighted my handsome little men and they ran off to find more!  Before I knew it the glass was nearly overflowing.  It reminded me of my own heart and how it overflows with love for them.

Later in the evening when we gathered around the table for dinner that little glass prompted made me think about all of those times I did the same thing for my own mother.  How many times did I pick bunches of dandelions when I was a child?  Too many to count.  And why did I do it?  Because I absolutely loved my own mom.  I still do!  I wouldn’t be who I am without her.  She made me who I am.  She sacrificed to provide me a good life. I have the best Mom I ever could have asked for!  All of these thoughts led me to reflect on a question I saw floating around Twitter several weeks backs.  What do I hope my children say about me 30 years from now as a mother?  I wish I could remember the source.  I’d love to link to them!

My three small beautiful children make my life so worth living.  They make the world so alive for me.  Sometimes people sort of scoff at the idea that I have three babies ages five and under. I must be so crazy to have so many so close together!  I think that is so sad!  I couldn’t imagine life any other way.  My babies teach me more than I ever imagined.  They humble me in a way I never could have fathomed.  They are treasures here in this world.  I do not deserve these sweet souls.  I am wise to remember that they do not belong to me but they are on loan, gifts from God, and I have been called by Him to raise them in His reflection so that they may grow up and fulfill what they will be called to do on this earth.  What a responsibility.  Sometimes I feel overwhelmed like I could never be capable or worthy of such a calling.  But I know I wouldn’t have been asked if I didn’t have what it takes.

30 years from now when my children reflect back on the life I provided, on the lessons I taught them, on their experiences… what will they say about me as a mother?  That is sort of a scary thought isn’t it?  Do you live your life with that sort of forward thinking?  30 years from now what is done will be done!  There will be no chance to go back and do it all over again.  There will be no opportunity to change or make better.  There just aren’t any do-overs!

I imagine I am like all mother’s.  I want my children to say fond things about me.  Who on earth would want their children to hate them?  I want them to think of me as  loving, patient, kind, and fair.  When I look at that short list the word patient sticks out at me.  I struggle with that.  I don’t think I’m alone on that front and it is a daily internal tug-o-war.  I also want them to think of me as someone who set high expectations and provided the support to help them succeed.  On this front I feel decently comfortable.  As a matter of fact my husband and I have been tweaking our family routines in order to create this very atmosphere.  I’m seeing great success!  Perhaps that will be a future blog post.

I want my children to think of me as a mother who set firm boundaries, who didn’t let them get away with anything, and yet was very fun loving.  When I reflect on this one I think I’m doing a fine job munchkin’s in line.  They are great well behaved kids.  So much so that I am able to let out the proverbial line so to speak and offer them appropriate freedom and flexibility.  I do not usually feel the need to breath down their necks every minute of every day.

But am I fun loving?  I want my children and I to enjoy their childhood’s!  And 30 years from now I hope we are both enjoying their adulthood’s!   I think I can do better.  I believe I get so caught up in the day-to-day that I rarely stop long enough to just play, to just be silly, to just enjoy the moment.  I know my boys would love for me to play with them more.  What better way to show them I love them than to make time to do what they love to do.  Maybe I’ll write that on sticky and put on my mirror so I think about it every day.

30 years from now I hope my children are mature enough to see how much I love them.  I hope they believe that I gave them my all and while I will never be perfect that I always do that best that I possibly can.  I hope they can reflect on the hard choices I’ve made and understand that I truly believed I was doing what was best for them.  30 years from now I hope my children enjoy me and that I enjoy them.  What could possibly be better?

All of this because of few yellow dandelions.  I can’t wait until they get out of bed today and go out and pick me so more.  I am thrilled that they love me that much.  I am truly blessed!  Patience and fun!  I can do better and I plan to work on these things.  What will you work on?

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