Last Wednesday, Leap Day, February 29th, it snowed. Quite a lot. Winter arrived in Minnesota on the final day of February and dropped a few inches of heavy, wet, build-the-world’s-tallest-snowman snow. My girls reveled in it. Correction: Elena reveled in it. Stella refused to put on gloves and learned very quickly that snow is cold. And cold hands make for a miserable little girl. One week later, as fast as it came, the snow retreated once more. Spring is coming. I can smell it on the pavement in the morning. I hear it in the song of the birds. Soon, green grass, golden sunshine (that lasts past seven o’clock!), lilacs (oh how I missed the lilacs the last two years) and warm, fresh breathe-it-in-deep-and-sigh-it-out air will arrive. But before spring can…spring, the thaw must come. And with it-water. Puddles. I could photograph these girls all day long. It comes so...
Archives for March 2012
belief in beauty+trusting the light
Every time I pick up my camera, I ask whoever stands in front of it to relax. To let go. To trust me. I ask that they free themselves of any insecurities they have – for they are beautiful, especially amid their (supposed) flaws. I squeal when the light hits the curves of a woman’s face just so, or when her eyes glow, her hair blowing ever so gently in a soft breeze. This is my passion – documenting life, capturing the true and unique beauty that each soul possesses. But when it becomes my turn in front of the camera….suddenly the quiet confidence, the belief in myself, the ability to turn off insecurity goes away. I’m a giant bundle of self-loathing complete with body image issues and ugly duckling syndrome. I laugh and say that’s why I’m the photographer – I hate getting my portrait taken, so I make...