in preparation for my first ever forest mini sessions next week in my favorite spot on earth, here’s a handful of the images i took for one of my favorite families on earth. these people right here were meant to be photographed in the forest. their beautiful souls belong outside among nature; you can tell that they feel at home here.
most of the time, i’m wildly critical of my own work. i nit pick and get frustrated with what i should have done differently, and often, if i’m not planning on sharing the photos, i’ll do a quick edit, stash them in the proper folder, and permit myself to not look at them any more.
but sometimes- every once in a great while- i’ll take a set of photos that i just can’t get enough of. that as i edit, i can feel my hands start to get all tingly with excitement because i want to edit faster so i can see the end result.
this was one of those times- and i’m extra smitten with this particular set of photos because all but a select few were begging to be converted to black and white. and i know some of you color junkies may disagree with me, but i promise you, i tried most of them in color too and believe me- the black and white just makes them sing (i think it’s that lovely cloudy sky that does it).
and who knows, maybe the reason i love them so much isn’t because there’s anything particularly fabulous about them, but because they perfectly illustrate just how lovely the evening was when i took them. the weather was perfect, the lake was quiet and empty, the children were happy, and the company was good.
i’d argue that if that is the case- that i love them not because of their artistic quality but because of their emotional and personal quality- that that makes them even more valuable than if they were just beautiful photographs. what good is a visually stunning photo if it makes you feel nothing? i love these because i look at them and remember how the air felt on my skin that afternoon. i can smell the subtle hint of fall in the soft breeze. i can hear the scratch of the boys’ sticks across the sand and the baby’s footsteps as he tried to keep up.
i keep looking at these photos over and over because they are our life, and our life is good, even when things are crazy, or hard, or the world seems to have lost its way. i look at these photos and i am thankful for our quiet afternoon of peace, together, at the lake.
hi :) i’m liz. it’s possible you’ve read the “about” section on my website already, but if you’re anything like me, you totally haven’t, and i don’t really blame you. when i go to a photographer’s website, i like to look at, you know… photographs. and if you’re on my site, i’d prefer for you to spend most of your time looking at mine. but, sometimes it’s nice to know a little bit about the person you’re hiring to photograph you, so i thought i’d jump on here and say hey.
a basic summary of who i am/what i do: i’m a jesus loving, 30-something mom of three beautiful boys (almost 6, 4, and 1). my husband works his tail off to provide for us so that i can stay home and homeschool them. this is our first year and i’m terrified of homeschooling but i’m also loving it with my whole heart even though i am drop dead exhausted at the end of every day. we just moved into a house 3x bigger than anything i ever pictured us in- but that’s because we bought it with my mom and dad and i absolutely cannot wait until they move in. it’s unconventional, but so are we and i’m so looking forward to the years ahead of us here together. i’ve loved photography for a long time, but i started seriously pursuing it almost exactly 4 years ago, when my second born was about 3 months old. i’m completely self taught and firmly believe that i will never ever know everything there is to know about this or any other thing and somehow that keeps me motivated to keep learning as much as i can.
there’s a few reasons i’m doing this post tonight. first- i haven’t blogged since march. maaaaaaaarch. that’s a stupid long time. and now that fall is here, i’m going to have lots of beautiful sessions with lots of beautiful people that i’m going to want to show off, which means i’m actually really for real this time going to start blogging again. really. and i thought this would be a good way to kick that off.
second- i enjoy writing, and i miss doing it, so here we go. words. that i have written.
third- after much hesitation and internal struggle/debate, i took this photo today:
^ that’s me. in all my mom glory. headband, glasses, crusty sweats because all three of my kids are sick with the head cold i’m still kind of recovering from. i absolutely knew i wanted to do an intro post, and i absolutely knew i wanted to include a self portrait so you could put a face to my name if you don’t already know me, but i absolutely intended to wait to take it and post until the next day i could put on make up. or blow dry my hair. or get more than 3 hours of sleep the night before and then, you know, shower.
but here’s the thing. i currently do traditional portrait sessions, and i’ll probably always do traditional portrait sessions because i do enjoy them and i know people value and enjoy having posed, “everybody say cheese” photos on their walls. the truth though, is that my new mission is to convince every single one of you that you don’t want to hire me to take your portrait. you want to hire me to come document your life. and that means i show up at your house and you just do life like you would if i wasn’t there, except i am and i’m taking pictures of it because it is so much more awesome than you realize. but how can i ask you all to let me photograph you as you are if i don’t do the same? so even though this is posed, and even though i cheesed for the camera, this is still me, as i am, during my normal every day. sometimes i clean up and look nice and have on clothing that coordinates (and fits), but this is more honest. and i’m big on honesty.
so if you visit this space over the coming months, there’s (hopefully, ha!) going to be some posts with nicely posed families that are smiling and looking at me surrounded by a beautiful natural backdrop. but there’s also going to be some talk about why documenting is just as important (or if you ask me, more important) than just taking portraits. so get ready :)
we kicked off spring up here in pennsylvania with a massive snowstorm- which meant two days off of work for my hubby, which meant i got some daytime hours to work on some things just for me :) not only did i (finally) finish february's video project (see the post just before this one) but i also managed to shoot and film march's video for the group i'm working with. the theme for this month was black and white- a personal favorite!- so i knew i wanted to keep it short, simple, and a little silly. it may have cost me two lollipops to get what i was going for from my big kids, but it was definitely worth it!
so it's march, and while i *should* be posting my first march video right now, instead i'm 3 weeks late in posting my second february video. kid number 3 has proven to be an even bigger challenge at night than either of his brothers (didn't know that was possible), and because of that, much of my work time (ahem, all of it) has been consumed with rocking, swaying, shushing, and begging a certain 18 pound bundle of precious frustration to just.go.to.sleep.
anyway, the point is, i haven't had nearly as much time as i usually do to shoot or edit, so i've been prioritizing the best i can and unfortunately the videos i promised myself i'd be making twice a month have dropped to the bottom of the list. still, better late than never. the theme for february's video was "minimalism and negative space". a little tricky as far as video is concerned, but i did my best. enjoy!
it seems like a handful of times throughout the winter, the good Lord will toss us an unseasonably warm day to help us all recharge enough to make it through the remainder of the cold and dreary weather that remains. today was one of those days.
we're deep in the trenches of selling our house- today was our third day on the market and the second day in a row of several hours of back to back showings. after a frantic morning of cleaning the house (because with three littles, clean doesn't stay that way very long), we were all ready for a chance to do something at a slower pace. to say we were thankful to be greeted by bright sunshine and a warm breeze would be an understatement. despite their initial protests, we headed to my favorite spot (a local hiking forest), and my kids had a (mostly) awesome time climbing rocks and tree stumps, scavenging for sticks and pine needles, and in general just walking and breathing and feeling the fresh air and sun on their sweet faces.
to make me feel better about the fact that we haven't done any actual homeschooling since january ended, we had a brief discussion on the differences between conifers and deciduous trees, we discovered tree sap and discussed it's various properties and purposes, and we practiced their very favorite thing- map reading.
despite the fact that my oldest brought home a tiny hitchhiker (anyone else not have ticks on their radar yet since, you know, it's february???), it was a perfect way to spend our afternoon and to refill our tanks to help propel us through the rest of the season as we patiently await the arrival of spring.
one of my favorite phases of babyhood- and one that makes the transition from having a tiny squish to a toddling chunk- is introducing my kiddos to food. my two bigs were ready and raring for food shortly before 6 months and took to it quickly and easily. this little guy, however, is still a bit unsure, and even well past the 6 month mark is still testing the waters with the whole concept of eating anything that isn't straight from mom's tap. it's taken some adjusting for me to recognize and learn how he needs to approach food- but it sure did make for a fun video :)
here's a little story for you. it's called "life is really freaking hard with young children but you should take pictures of yourself doing it anyway". it goes like this:
you have a baby. you love that baby more than anything ever in the entire universe. you take pictures of everything the baby does, (including but not limited to the first time a snot bubble appears). you want to take some pictures of you with the baby too, but you want to wait to take pictures of yourself with the baby until you have a chance to shower and look like a human being again. you go on taking all the pictures of everything the baby does with your phone while simultaneously trying to survive the endless days of diapers and booger noses and meal after meal after of carefully prepared food that ends up on the floor. eventually you realize you still haven't taken any photos of yourself (at least that have your face in them) with the baby because you still feel like someone took the word "frump" and stuffed it into what used to be your body but you're pretty sure is now just a floppy skin bag with a few oily strands of hair sticking out of the top. so then you take a deep breath and decide to get over it and take some pictures with that baby... and the other two babies that have arrived in the interim. those pictures look like this:
10 years later, you get a shower. after that you go buy jeans that actually fit you. you wear those jeans while cooking food that you get to eat before it gets cold, and then you sit down on a sofa that's not covered in legos or old cereal or mystery stains that you covered with a dish towel last thursday. once you sit, you pour over a photo album that has pictures of you with a mom bun and crusty pajamas and babies who are looking at you with expressions that have "you are my world" written all over them- and you don't even care that you used to look that awful. because those days were hard, and long, and you cried, and you wished they would end while also praying that your babies would stay little, and you have these photos as proof that they happened, and they were real, and that you all made it out to the other side a little stronger and closer and happier because you loved each other when things weren't beautiful, and you still love each other now, and you know you'll go on loving each other because you made it through the trenches together.
in case you haven't noticed, i really love taking photos. i take them of my kids, my husband, myself, my family, and my friends. i take photos of interesting light or pretty plants. i take photos of the rain and the snow and the sunshine. honestly, there's not much i won't take photos of because i enjoy creating them and i think they have a lot of value (even if i'm the only one who sees it).
but sometimes, no matter how hard i try, a photo can't quite capture the memory i want to preserve. photos bring so many amazing memories flooding back, but they can't record my kids' sweet little squeaky/raspy/babbly voices. they can't show how quickly expressions morph from angry to sad to giggly. and that's why i decided to start learning how to create videos as well as photos.
my goal for this year is to make at least 2 videos per month of something- whether it's my kids or myself or my kids and myself or what a gorgeous day it is outside or whatever. i want to learn how to take videos that capture just a little bit more than a photo is able to.
so here it is- video one of the year- a short and sweet little film of my kiddos doing what they do best.
you may think, based on the title, that this post is going to be all about how sad i am that i've had my third baby and am now done having babies, especially since this one seems to be growing up 10,000x faster than his brothers did.
but you'd be wrong. i won't be emotionally capable of writing that post for another 6 months or so (insert winky face here).
no, this post is just a brief observation of the hardships of being the third kid.
he wants to play with them. so badly. he watches their every move. he has started reaching for them. he cries when they walk away. but all he can do is sit, quietly taking all of it in (and sometimes, not so quietly), so that one day he is ready.
i don't think i ever will be, but i'm looking forward to it just the same.
i just wrote a big long blog post that was very well thought out and carefully constructed and heartfelt and just lovely in every way.
but anyway, then the internet ate it, and i'm angry about that and still feeling a little grouchy about the bad hair cut i got this afternoon, and the baby could wake up at any moment, so instead of attempting to re-write it, i'm going to give you the cliff notes:
- it's been a long time since i blogged
- a lot has changed since i first started photography (and the corresponding blog) in 2015
- i want to try blogging again but i need to be realistic about how much time it takes and how much time i have
- i'm going to start to blog again as often as i can about a random variety of things including, but not limited to: my daily photo, my daily photo plus bonus photos and/or stories, things relevant to photography, photos other people pay me to take
sorry this wasn't a more eloquent return to my little corner of the internet. hopefully in the not too distant future, i'll be able to write and then actually share a well written post without it disappearing into nothingness. until then, here is today's image (and a few extra) as a thank you for joining me here in this little space i call my own.
day 6|365.4: what happens when you leave your 5 year old "in charge" for 30 seconds
i can assure you, no babies were harmed in the taking of these photos. he actually thought it was pretty hilarious.