This is so true. (And so spot on for me lately.) Especially when it comes to art.
People will either love your art or hate it. And it will have nothing at all to do with you. Or so the saying (sorta) goes.
For so long, I’ve let fear stop me from creating. Or, at the very least, creating what I wanted to create. I can’t tell you how many unfinished stories I’ve let fall away into nothingness over the last twenty years because, really, who was I to write words worthy of being read by the masses? Or the number of photo shoots where I compromised my vision and let the client dictate the session, resulting in the types of shots that didn’t define my work and, after the shoot, left me feeling drained and dull rather than inspired and engaged. Or, back in my design days, crafting my work around what I thought the professor wanted to see rather than what my heart wanted to show him. And spending sleepless nights before each graphic design presentation – tossing and turning, my stomach filled with dread at the very thought of standing up and showing my work in class. Because, I mean – gawd! – what if they hated it?!
I think it all comes down to having confidence in your art. Of falling head-over-heels in love with your creation. And truly, truly not giving a good goddamn what anyone else thinks about it.
I’m working on it.
Shooting beautiful people. Making new friends. Seeing new places.
Today was a pretty sweet gig.
There’s really no rhyme or reason to these shots. They don’t tell a story – at least, not in the traditional sense.
I had a few dresses from some shoots that fell through and, thankfully, was able to talk the lovely and talented Sarah into wearing them while frolicking around Discovery Park. I’d planned a whole shoot on the beach by the bluffs, but it was a mud pit, so we ended up just shooting with what we had.
We trudged along a sludgy beach, clambered over tree trunks, slipped and slid on slippery rocks, and almost got swept away by the tide. (And I almost lost my shoe!) The sun showed up to harass us, but we got the last laugh when we found a shady spot by a giant fir tree. Seattle, please bring back your beautiful gray skies.
Always eventful, to say the least.
Take my breath away, why don’t ya?
Emily’s been with me since the beginning. I’ve shot her several times and, the stars willing, she’ll let me shoot her several more. I’ve met so many wonderful people through this girl – it’s seriously like six degrees of separation or something.
Doing a session in the Washington desert has been a dream of mine for, well, since the beginning of this photography journey. Western Washington is beautiful, don’t get me wrong. But a change of scenery? It’s good for the creative soul.
So, when I decided it was high time to cross this to do off my Bucket List, I contacted Emily and Brian. Because, I mean, why wouldn’t I? The two are currently finishing up their last semester at WSU in Eastern Washington, so it was kismet that the one spot I’d been dying to shoot in was directly in between us.
So we met in the middle.
I adore this girl. This lovely girl and her sweet-as-pie boyfriend. I first shot them four years ago, and it was such a pleasure working with them again yesterday.
Emily and Brian, m’dears… Much love to you both!
Shot one of my favorite couples in one of my favorite Washington haunts.
They’ve got magic in their veins.