Photography, isn't just a passion, it is now nearly an obsession to help others balance "life" yet still capture moments of life that are here, today... so they have those images to share when today is suddenly "yesteryear".
My goal, is to simply capture, and give the gift of special moments of your life, of images that you will have for all those generations that will follow in your shoes.
I simply can't believe that another class of Seniors is about to join society as working ( and tax-paying ) adults. I suppose a little of my shock, is due to my son being part of the Class of 2013. We were recently out in Oklahoma, and I couldn't help but grab a couple more images during his last visit out while he is still in school and under the guise of " Spring Break". I am sure he is looking forward to not being in front of my camera while I take tons of photos while using the excuse of "but, its your Senior Year!!" I will wipe away a tear, but I am keeping the grin of being a proud mom. Even though I will be busy with several other Senior Photo Sessions soon, I promise to keep my pride in check as I look back on all the images I captured this year with my own Senior.
Good Luck, Seniors!!!!
I have recently been pondering the Abbey I was lucky enough to spend time visiting in Ireland a few years back. Could be inspired by the time I’ve spent recently, like countless others, glued to Masterpiece Theater waiting to see what’s next from “Downton Abbey”.
I still remember the hour I spent walking through Quin Abbey,in County Claire, on the drive to Shannon from Dublin. Her walls go back centuries as do the multiple grave markers seen in all directions.
Further investigation revealed the building remnants have seen turmoil for centuries as the sun has risen and set regardless of destruction, fire, or human based hostilities intertwined in generations of private ownership,a monastery and higher education. Oh, as I look back, knowing what I know now, I wish these walls could have talked that day.
All of the buildings were covered in beautiful green ivy seeming to add to the sense that the Abbey was communicating she is a survivor, and still standing. Still supporting life, if only that on a vine.
Some of the building remnants of the castle from years ago, exhibited walls that were several feet thick. This seems shockingly thick and a waste of material according to today’s standards. But we can barely comprehend the living conditions of the time compared to our multitudes of comforts.
Intertwined stone stairways led deceptively to open pits. This could be treacherous if you got lost in thought while meandering thru the natural light coming in through small openings where windows or even walls once existed. Even empty window frames still have remarkable level of details showing the skilled craftsmanship of the time.
I may never know if Quin Abbey was ever as drama ridden as the Abbey portrayed on TV. But I was lucky enough to visit this one, and am still mesmerized by what is still standing, after nearly a thousand years of cyclical destruction and restoration in its history.
Most people will never get a chance to see the roots of America, in the few towns where they still exist. In today’s rushed society, and high-tech world, very few remember that this country’s foundation was built on the back of an agrarian society. The remnants of those little towns are now scattered over what most refer to as fly over states.
From time to time you can still see the remnants of the old town centers of that lifestyle, the Mill and Grainery. Sometimes you are lucky enough to still find the buildings in use. Truly a giant symbol that stands on the landscape, and represents a history that should not be forgotten.
Last Sunday was absolutely beautiful outside, and true timing and weather could not have been more perfect for a phenomenal outside photography session. Kristen and her daughter Sydney truly made the most of being outside, in the fresh air, and relaxed atmosphere of Old Town Manassas, here in Virginia.
The blue skies, light breeze, and open park benches made it challenging to remember that we needed to get back inside to the studio for a few formal images as well. One more block on our walk led us pass the cupcake shop on the way back to the truck....and we just couldn't pass up the sweet smell of fresh baked cupcakes pouring out into the sidewalk...Improvisation.... Sometimes that is truly the best reward!