What a fun bunch this was.......
the adorable Morette Family, who I had the pleasure of meeting and photographing this past weekend!
I have to say too, that while I've shot tons of people, places, and things I'm not sure I've ever tackled the task of SIX adults for a family shoot. I think for the most part all of my families have had children in there somewhere, but not this time. Well.....except for the bebe on the way in about 5 more months for one of the precious couples you see below!
I hope you guys are enjoying the photos as much as I enjoyed doing them for you. So many more than I can show here but had to get some up for all to see.
Not to mention I'm all hyped up on diet coke and can't sleep....when I got a whopping 5 hours last night. I wonder how many nights in a row I can go with less than my necessary 8 hours? hmmmm......and speaking of not getting any sleep let's see some more photos of VEGAS shall we?
I'll be editing this Neon Boneyard shoot for months, I imagine. So many fun colors and poses and facial expressions.....with so many possibilities! I've decided I'll do them slowly so that when I'm tired of doing taxes, working on marketing/branding, or doing laundry and need a fun little break I'll just pull these up and work on a few here and there.
Gosh, aren't these just the funnest little bits of eye candy.....and I love that I can just play around with different color levels and textures and actions.....without anyone to please but me. Well....and you guys too of course. Wink, wink. This creative process that I am experiencing and evolving with is such a gift. Such an outlet. Such fun. Not just the photography that seems to be such a passion within itself, but the thoughts and words that I most often think about (or rather think about nonstop) and too often don't put down on paper. I wonder when I'll ever just accept what is in front of me and run with all of the goodness and never look back. I find lately that most of what holds me (and a lot of other folks too. ;)) back from truly finding happiness and success and contentment is....themselves. ME. Or my mind, rather. The back and forth, like a tennis match, of self soothing or self destructive (depending on the moment. heehee.) conversations which plague my existence and which stop me in my tracks on most days. I wonder sometimes if I will ever just say what's on my mind. And in my heart. And just.....what I need to say. (insert chorus in head.....by Jon Mayer...."Say whatcha Need to SAY......say watcha need to say.....")
It's like there's so much swarming around in my head....little golden nuggets of advice or tidbits of info that might shed light on other intangible parts of my life. Of the world. Of me.
Ewwww...digresssion, Evelyn. Is there a twelve step process for this. A group home maybe? Ahhhhh.....the artist's heart taking over the idiot's brain. I think I'm just in discovery mode and I think it's gonna last many years. I feel like my photographs have a long way to go and I'm being stopped by so many things that are also miracles. Children. Necessities. Autism. Dogs.
Not stopped, just S-L-O-W-E-D down. A lot. And I want my images to SPEAK. But I want to SPEAK too. I want to take photographs. But I also want to WRITE. It's almost like my brain feels too practical for such impracticalities. Especially with two children. Especially with Autism. Like I should be dedicating my life to them. To it. To the dog. Just kidding. HeeHee. I was amazed to see so many folks. So many MOMS. Enjoying their PLANNED week in Vegas attending class after class and networking in between workshops, classes, seminars, and parties........and I wondered. Do they feel guilty like me for leaving. But I only allowed myself 48 hours there. And most stayed the whole week! I think my rate of ability and my unwavering desire to learn about my art is being slowed down by my level of dedication to my motherly obligations. I hardly spoke the whole time I was there. It was so weird. But then again, I was ON DRAMAMINE. Not talking is so ODD for me. As most of you know. It makes the opportunity cost higher than I am comfortable with at this point in time. Because really, they are only small once. And even though I dream of writing a book filled with my images alongside my words and dream of actually learning photoshop and dream of figuring out the most economical and financially sound way to run a business and just dream of sleep and freedom and success and recognition..............my children are without a doubt the most important things in my life. And if it means it'll take me 3 or 5 or 10 more years to get where some of my colleages are getting in 1, then......I get to go slow. And learn to enjoy the ride. And the dog. And the sunglasses. And the tie.
See. This little boy, and my soon to be 8 year old baby girl have given me so much more than I give them. And in the process of feeling creatively and academically thwarted and frustrated by having to fulfill all of the roles it takes to be a mother.........I grow. And appreciate. And learn. And learn some more. About them. About me. And fairness. And Saturn. And Miley Cyrus. And so many more things that I would have never learned had I not been their mom. I mean....look at this kid from the lens of my iPhone G3......even though the lens is a little fuzzy and the photos a little blurry, i can CLEARLY see what I so often times just stay put for. Just fall behind the pack for. And GOD are they worth it!
DANG...gotta get to that LIST. There's that artist again. Hello attention deficit, how are you again? I'm going to bed. After I take out the dog. And give Lily cough medicine. Tomorrow's gonna be FUN.
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