To quote myself, "I want to be a photographer that captures life for myself and for those I know and love. I want the skill required to stop time with my photos and document emotions...relationships...feelings. I desire to create photographs with meaning...I want to snap photos that have people saying, 'awww'. Even if it is only those directly connected to the subject."
I'm not looking for a new career nor do I want to fill my downtime with photo shoots. But I've always had a fascination with photography, especially when it results in captured memories of loved ones.
This weekend I was given another opportunity to chase my dream. With camera in hand and little to no more camera knowledge than I previously possessed (which equals one degree above zero), I traveled to a remote farm to take photos of two young families.
Prior to our meeting yesterday, I had not spent time with them. I only know them through a family member. However, I know their stories. Stories of hope. Stories of heartbreak. Stories of love and determination. Sweet stories. Love stories. Stories to treasure...to never forget.
Here are but a random few shots I got. I'm not even sure these are my favorites. We were having so much fun, I took well over 800 photos. Even after an initial purging process, I still have 798 photos to sort through. When you see how adorable these little ones are, you can see how tough it will be to weed through the rest.
Hope you all have a Marvelous Monday!
Until next time...
-L
P.S. A wicked little demon that lives in my head is doing a good job of picking these images apart. The little shit is a perfectionist...one I've tried to permanently evict from the premises but he "ain't" budging. To shut the sucker up, I'm posting my comments to him here for all the world to see..."Listen up! I KNOW these pictures aren't technically perfect! But I don't care! They are exactly what I wanted in terms of composition. So take that you sadistic bastard! Now go hide in some remote corner in my mind until I tackle my next project at which time I'm all too sure you will be back to harass the hell out of me." {insert me giving him the finger}
P.P.S. Abundant apologies for all the cursing. I can't seem to help myself....
