This is how I ended my day yesterday:
sun
moon
sweat
laughter
good friends
good views
good beer
5.22.2012
5.16.2012
proof.
My mom (hi Mom!) knows that she's my #1 - always has been, always will be. So I think she's pretty comfortable by now knowing that I have another "mom" (aka "Missoula Mom" or "Mama Carol") that I adopted 3 years ago while living in Montana. I say I adopted her, but I think she adopted me. She said I was the daughter she never had. I lived in her home, cried on her shoulder, and even shared my bed with her dog. I'll never forget the time she loaned me money when the brakes on my car needed mending, or the time she first told me she loved me, the way family does. So when she asked me to come to her wedding last month, as both her "daughter" and her photographer, I obviously couldn't say no. Of course I'd be there. I thought it was silly she even felt the need to ask.
So I went.
I shared the house with family, slept in the basement on an air mattress, and I went to the wedding both as a guest, and as the photographer. But it wasn't until the day after the wedding that I realized we had no proof I'd even been there. I hadn't seen her in three years. Our reunion was a big event, not to mention the marriage, but not one photo was proof that I was a part of it. Not one photo was proof that for the first time as the photographer I didn't wear black, but rather emerald green tights and a floral dress with boots. Not one photo was taken to prove that I had tears in my eyes during the ceremony, or that I danced, just once. Except this one:
I can't believe a month has already passed since this special day and I can't believe the only proof I have is the magic I created, behind the camera, not in front of it. But I wouldn't trade it for the world. I love you Carol! You made a beautiful bride.
Pictures coming soon! :)
5.13.2012
This week marks the two year anniversary of "Everyday Sunday" and today is the day that it comes to an end.
I don't remember the exact moment or day it happened; I just know that four or five months ago the thought occurred to me to stop. As the idea washed over me I felt the way it must feel to truly betray a dear, dear friend. How could I do such a thing? "Everyday Sunday" was a part of my photography and an even bigger part of me. It was what started as a personal project and became so, so much more. It was a weekly promise to myself and a way of photographing my life that felt magical, beautiful, and raw.
I decided to let this thought sit in my gut for a while. I wanted to leave it there and see how it felt. I was surprised to discover just how okay I was with putting it to an end. It was obviously the natural thing to do and I'd be lying if I said the idea didn't bring me great relief. The creativity, the inspiration, and even picking up my camera - it all felt forced. I just realized one day that if I felt it, then my readers were feeling it too. I also realized all good things must eventually come to an end.
I'd also be lying if I didn't say that some of my absolute favorite blogs were shared on Sundays. And although Sundays may look different around here from now on, the idea of "Everyday Sunday" won't ever die. I'll still post too many pictures of my dog, my feet, and the food I eat. I still want you to know who I am, what my weaknesses are, and what my life looks like in between being a professional photographer. I still (and always will) find life in the in-between some of the most enchanting. I have new ideas that excite me though: new projects that I can't wait to start working on and sharing with you. In the mean time, I want to leave you with an extremely LONG list of Sundays that I adore. Which Sunday's do you remember? What were your favorites, and why?
(please click the links below to reminisce)
Words can't describe how it feels to let go of something like this. Words also can't describe just how grateful I am to all of you that read what I write each week. And to this I say thank you. No really, thank you. I hope you stick around.
"I see Sunday as kind of an excuse to revel in the importance of doing nothing, and doing it slowly."
Happy Sunday :)
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