he's handsome, isn't he? he knows me - well. for my birthday, we celebrated in our favorite place. it was a magical holiday. a great way to begin a new journey. the mamiya came along and had her 1st debut... loving the results and can't wait to practice more. there is something so fulfilling about that click and the wind. it's like a big deep breath. so fitting . so me. i can't believe it took me this long to begin.
personal.
busy busy
in personal.
new blogsite. new blog. new images. just in time.
I don't know about you guys, but I'm so easily distracted with the amazingness out there. And I'm constantly comparing myself - hard on my work and my art - until the point that I don't even try. So I'm practicing right now... being me. And being proud of what I've accomplished.
It will take some work. So thank you - in advance - for allowing me the time to busy myself with authenticity. And taking care of my family. We have a lot of making up to do.
Eventually I'd love to get to a place where we are writing here, regularly. Shooting personal adventures, as well as professional. And sharing our story as often as we can.
Til then...
P.S. Isn't my husband wonderful? So thankful that he is always able to capture his love for me in such a tangible way. And so thankful that I am blessed to work with someone who shares my same passion for imagery as a gift. xoxo.
travels | savannah.
It was almost like I was dreaming. This day started out dark, gloomy - a storm brewing. We drove through it anyway, magically escaping it - all of it. It was warm - and the pace was slow. Just exactly the way I wanted to celebrate my birthday. We browsed and perused, lingered & enjoyed every little moment.
"If not now - when?" - a friend said to me. She was right.
Savannah is our special place. We came here on our honeymoon. We visit every year on our anniversary. We have roots here - literally. But that's a story for another day... It was a quiet sun, small groups laughing in the distance, and the wind was a breath of fresh air - swooshing in and around, swift and soft. Lunch al fresco, cinnamon gelato, a walk by the river, sunset on the beach, and a river of a downpour - to round out the day.
Yes. The perfect birthday.
January's are dark and intensely depressing for me most of the time. But this day - it carried me right into February without a second glance.
sun lifting, wind singing, streets clapping, waves soothing - curled up in my thoughts, like an armor for the dark.
and praying every moment - "Please let this be where I am now - and what this year has to offer."
I'm 36.
This was a gift of HOPE. Don't you think?
xo,
amanda