This was the prompt for our Self Portrait Sunday event a few weeks ago. It took me awhile of just simmering with the theme to come up with an idea. I usually do this if there’s a prompt driving my work, rather than an internal expressive need to create something specific – I think about it a little in loose terms and then wait. Eventually, something will come that *is* an internal expression… and if it doesn’t, well, the prompt wasn’t my bag, baby. 😉
Once I realized what I wanted to do, the rest of it fell into place, including the setting, details (clothing) and the words I wanted to accompany the image.
It’s good to have a strong foundation, a balanced support system, and complimentary characteristics.
My guys were good sports and very patient as I developed the idea, and we tried a few variations of the pose I wanted until we found the perfect one.
In the end, there were a handful of silly outtakes that show how much fun we had. I am very pleased with the end product – but for us, the process was just as rewarding. <3
I have the gift of being able to capture my son’s life, and his essence, in images – already I look back through them and marvel at what happens when passion, love, skill, and an observing heart & mind come together. I can see his life unfolding and see his different personality traits emerge as I look through this growing archive. It blows my heart and mind.
Talk about bittersweet. Can’t stop, won’t stop.
By the time I recognize this moment this moment will be gone, but I will bend the light, pretending that it somehow lingered on.
~John Mayer, Clarity
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His very first cone of ice cream to eat all on his own was a waffle cone bigger than his head. He loved it deeply.
It loved him back. They became one in a melty explosion of chocolate toddler happiness.
You just can’t stand in the way of a love so deep (and sticky) as this – you just put it outside, watch the sweet carnage unfold, laugh and take lots of photos.
Mark it down on the list of fun stuff I’ll miss witnessing one day.