Illusive inspiration

The prompt is inspire but I’m not feeling it. Inspired, that is. What do you do when you need to conjure up inspiration? In photography, I scroll through my favorite Instagram feeds or type in a specific look on Google image and hope for others to inspire me. Sometimes the spark comes right away and other times it’s just beyond my reach. I like how inspiration starts like the flicker...

You Can’t Instagram Life

I wanted to walk the streets of Seattle photographing everything. The homeless laying on the sidewalks, the way they dress here the Starbucks on every block, the totem pole in Pike Place, the rainbow colored crosswalk, the Space Needle. Instead, I shoot some things from inside a moving vehicle because these sights are ordinary to my family and I’m trying so hard not to be ‘that’ person (again). Walking the...

Are you living in or out of the box?

The prompt for photography class is outside the box. hmmm Nothing came to mind. Only questions. How do I do that in a still life class? Does she mean shoot something not still life? Do I get literal and silly and take a photo of something outside of a box? Oh, how I can complicate the simplest of instructions. I want more information. Tell me exactly what you mean, what...

Are you living life in the slow lane?

I merge onto the interstate, making my way past the slow moving vehicles traveling at a crawl to the far left lanes, the fast lane. I push past those traveling at 65 mph….oh, how they creep along! Other areas of my life mimic this need for speed or lack of patience. I try to avoid the checkout lanes that look to be slow, bogged down with shoppers with full carts. And...

Self-care: taking time to enjoy life

Mama didn’t raise me to be a cook. No, she scooted me out of the kitchen putting paper and a box of crayons in front of me to make her work easier. I wonder if she knew the seeds she was planting? That I would embrace the making of all kinds of art, the art she also enjoyed.   From coloring books and crayons to clay and chalks, pencils that...

What if we create space to be kind to ourselves?

I’ve lived with the notion that create meant to be original. To draw something no one had ever drawn, that was made up completely in my mind. I thought create meant dreaming these wild and free images with words or paint but I’m not a wild and free dreamer. I’m not much of a dreamer at all. Maybe it was from seeing the women in my life work with their...

This Little Girl Was My Hero for the Day

She looked to be 8 years old. Her long brown hair fell in wet strings around and in her face. She had no time to push it aside. She carried a skim board that looked to be more than half her size. She looked ahead at the rolling waves, judging the time to throw her board on the water’s surface followed by a quick belly land on the board. The...

When you need to break through the darkness

Have you had time to study your light? What did you discover? Where’s your best light? Journal it Start a page in your journal….. and write a few light study notes. Light is an ongoing study….don’t stop now. These were the words that started a course in still life photography . Only they sounded like more. The words sounded personal as I thought about the light that had dimmed in my life. I...

What I Learned: February 2016

I’m so glad to make a point of recording things I’ve learned each month, thanks to Emily Freeman‘s monthly link-ups. It’s nice to realize you did learn something. PHOTOGRAPHY This month I’ve been participating in two on-line courses. A continuation of a photography class taught by Kim Klassen focusing on still life shots. I’ve enjoyed it so much I signed up for a year ’round class called Be Still. This month...

Five-Minute Friday (Morning)

We mark our days by the turning of the calendar, the moving of the clock of the rising and setting of the sun. This time of year, day breaks gentle in the south, the sun inching its way up earlier and earlier until morning has broken. What an odd turn of words to say morning has broken but it has broken the darkness, split it wide open, though not in...