Confession – blogging – I’m not good at it. I dream each day and night. I sit amidst chaos and contemplate perspectives, goals, next steps in my business, personal projects I am motivated by, images I want to create, the life I want to live and yet I struggle opening up to the world. So much inside me and silence is all I had offered. So as this Spring approached I thought about the milestones myself and family had reached in one short year. As I sat there listing everything, I couldn’t help but be mystifed and yet there is more to do – more amazingness to happen. The tip of the list included moving to Seattle on a whim, traveling Asia with some of the most incredible photographers and my fab sis, I transitioned to predominantly film photography, I went full time, we bought a house, and are in the middle of remodeling that house. I left behind a life which was tied to corporations, schedules, government policies, and my proud time served in the Army. That life is now a chapter which has concluded and while Jon and I figure out what life looks like in Seattle- I face challenges and struggles I hadn’t thought of. I knew the adventure of creative drive and logical output would be an interesting balance, particularly in a new part of the country; but what I hadn’t factored, was the pride I had in my last chapter and how that would impact the next. The routine. The normalcy. The success. Will I still be able to claim my uniqueness as a fulltime photographer? How odd that statement seems. In my previous chapter, I strived to be the different one, by means of conquering goals faster and infinitly exceeding expectations. So now… I rely on internal passion, personal thought, emotions, the creative inside and hoping what I have to offer is something this world is interested in. Life is harmonic with crescendos – a wild dance – an inexplicable road trip and as such my photography is a representation of traditions, tid bits of life, and mixed in – some cool artistic perspective from around the world. As this new chapter is written, I can look back on the snow from winter and watch it melt away, uncovering the budding trees, the fresh soil, and new paths waiting to be explored. So while I still will continue to battle my anxiety with opening up – I vow now – I will try. Honesty. openness. confidence. Coming to grips with not fitting a mold – or the mold you ‘should be’. Allowing yourself to just be – as unique as you are. There is SO much beauty in the imperfections and that acceptance is what I extend to clients, friends, family, and now – myself.
PS. these over the top adorable people are family and they couldn’t be any more inspiring as a couple, family, and friends. They too have hit so many milestones in one year – they got hitched. had their first little one. explore the country together – never skipping a beat. Dianne, Todd, and Jackson – I love you all.