Fear & Art

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.

 

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STOP & SMELL THE PINES

I grew up in Iowa, where the plains stretch as far as the eye can see and rolling fields of corn lay blanketed beneath eggshell blue skies dotted with clouds as fluffy and thick as pillows. It’s a scene that manages to be boring and beautiful, overwhelming and serene – all at the same time. I’m a firm believer that every place, no matter where in the world it is, has its own beauty. Has at least one special thing that makes it so heartbreakingly unforgettable there’s no other spot like it on earth.

It’s no secret I’ve been pining for a move back to the Midwest.  The lower cost of living coupled with nostalgic feelings of my youth is a pull that’s becoming harder and harder to ignore.  I miss the humid summers, the crisp falls, and even the crazy cold, brutal winters.  I long for a simpler, slower life that starts its day with ample time to wake and gather my thoughts rather than the one I have now – where my eyes are barely open before I head out the door at six in the morning and rush headlong into a day that leaves me too drained to function when I return home that evening.

As of late, the only way I’ve felt I can obtain this lifestyle is with a move back to my home state.  We’ve been in Washington for ten years now, and the insane cost of living coupled with the population growth causing havoc on the roadways has been enough to damper my love affair with the Pacific Northwest.  What started out as a romance with Seattle has slowly, regrettably, turned sour. 

But.

I’ve been rediscovering my love for this beautiful state on these past few shoots.  The romance has, to a point, been revived, and the more time I spend wrapped up in the rugged nature of the Pacific Northwest – the blues, emeralds, and grays of the Cascades, especially – the more I see that a simple life can be lived anywhere.  A slower life can even be enjoyed within the current one we have now – by just taking the time to stop and smell the pines.

Yesterday, while lingering on the edge of Diablo Lake after the shoot, I delighted in the cool rain against my cheeks and inhaled deep.  Iowa may be my first love, but the North Cascades will forever have my heart. Someday, I’m going to run away and build a little cabin in those mountains and stay there forever. 

And now, on to this beautiful couple.  Thanks, Logan and Ashley, for bringing me to this spot, sharing your love, and helping me to, just a bit, start to rekindle mine.

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THE CALL OF THE WILD

I thrive in nature.  My spirit belongs in the country.  In the stillness of the mountains, alongside the deafening roar of the ocean.  Running through the plains, my fingertips brushing the tall prairie grass…  I need rain on my eyelashes and the sun on my face.  The sweet, musky scent of the forest and the tangy salt air of the beach is what I crave. 

Yet.

I wanted to try shooting in the city, amidst the concrete jungle of brick and mortar buildings and screaming automobiles.

It’s good to try new things.  Obviously.  It helps you to grow, to expand, to realize – remember –  what truly makes your soul sing.

For me, stepping out of my comfort zone and shooting in the city reminded me of who I am.  Of what I love. 

I’m a country girl.  There’s no pretending.  I prefer open sky and clean air to a cluttered cityscape and throngs of people.  The vastness of nature to the confinement of overcrowded, jigsaw streets.  

I answer to the call of the wild.  My heart rejoices in the freedom of the untamed wilderness.  My creativity flourishes most when I surround myself in the beauty of Mother Nature and create alongside her.

Still…  How pretty is this sweet girl?!  Thanks, Alyssa, for brightening up that dark, rainy corner of Pioneer Square!

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ELOPEMENT INSPIRATION: LISA & ANDREW

When one amazing friend introduces you to two of her amazing friends, well, something pretty amazing happens. 

“One day you will kiss a man you can’t breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence.”
― Karen Marie Moning

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WASHINGTON COAST ELOPEMENT INSPIRATION: ROD & RELLA

It was cold, rainy, and wet.  On the beach, the wind was unforgiving.  Frigid sea spray glazed our skin, coated my camera lens, and filled our lungs.   

But that didn’t stop Rod and Rella.  Adventurous to their cores, to them this was the perfect way to spend the day.  Plus, when you’re in love it really doesn’t matter what the weather’s like. 

Sweet words of congratulations followed us on the trail.  The hikers we passed oohed and ahhhed over this adorable couple and the obvious adoration they have each other.  More than once we heard, “Now this is the way to get married!” or “Oh, how I wish we’d done this!”

Because weddings can be stressful.  Elopements?  Eh, not so much. 

All you need to do is pick a place where your heart can sing and show up.  The vows, the declarations of love, the promises of forever…  That’s the easy part. 

Nature is my church.  And on this day, the entire forest offered witness and sang its blessings. 

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DORELY & JEFF: ANNIVERSARY

We had an hour to make it happen, a beach that looked like a crime scene (seriously, yellow caution tape, the works), and it was colder than a mutha. 

But we did it.  Damn straight we did.

“There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.” – Sarah Dessen

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* All photos, content, and text © Lisa Sorbe 2016

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

It’s Halloween!  And….  I haven’t even carved a pumpkin.

This month, my favorite month, has flown by so fast that it’s been a blur.  Aside from my day job, I’ve done 7 shoots.  And, as my other photographer friends know, the time you spend shooing with the client is a drop in the bucket compared to the hours spent sifting through images and editing at your computer.  From the 1st of the month to today, I’ve tallied the hours of two full-time jobs.  I have to admit, I’m exhausted. 

And pretty damn exhilarated.

But it’s also been a month of transition, of finally hitting my stride, upping my game, and making the extra effort to (much belatedly) polish my technique and hone my skills.  My shooting style has evolved, as have several other areas of my life.  Whereas autumn usually marks the ending of things – a time to slow down, relax, and cozy up by the fire after the long summer – I’m ramping up.  Flying.  Going faster than I ever have.  I feel I’m emerging from this season fully charged. Changed.  Morphing into the creative I’ve always wanted to be but never allowed myself to become. 

 So, now that all my rambling is out of the way… Happy Halloween!  I’m off to buy a pumpkin and carve it.  I still have, oh, twelve or so hours left of this awesome holiday, and I plan to soak up every bit of spookiness that I can before midnight. 

 Mwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahaha.

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* All Photos, content, and text © Lisa Sorbe 2016