How often do you walk down a city street and pass by people like the ones above and never give them a second thought. How often do we pass by and never even see them, wrapped up in our own comfortable world. How often do you see them, but you just glance and try not to make eye contact. How often do you stop to give a dollar, because you feel a little guilty, but you keep the words to a minimum and you walk away quickly, uncomfortable with them. Do you ever stop and talk to them. Because they have names and stories and experiences. One is a musician and the other a graphic designer, artist and writer. One tunes his guitar and complains about the cold, not because he is cold but because it makes tuning difficult. The other reads his newspaper, folding and unfolding it, and he smokes. But you can see in his face the ideas and the creativity that are working. They talk to us and share their stories. One tells us about a short story he’s working on set in the future where people rely on electricity to live and they have to plug in and recharge. We move on and we will probably never see them again, but I know I will remember them. And there are countless more like them. We talk to a woman who has a cat with her, trying to get money to feed herself and the two cats she has saved. We talk to a man happier than most of the well dressed and well fed people around him who gladly poses for pictures with the biggest grin I have seen in a while. We talk to another man who has been sitting in the cold and rain, wrapped up in a coat, all day. By this time we have given away our cash and we apologize. He says, “Don’t worry about it. I try to earn it by giving directions and helping people find things. I’ve been here two years so I know the city really well.” These people are real and they are all around us. It’s good to stop and talk with them and hear their stories, because everyone has a story to tell and this is reality.
What a day!!! Had possibly my two favorite shoots, in one day and I’m more than happily exhausted! Starting the day as awesome as I did, I knew it was going to be great!!
The saying ‘everything happens for a reason’ proved to be true this afternoon. A place that I had planned to do my senior photos at, had a closed & locked gate. I’m glad. It opened up several other beautiful shots that I would have missed had I not been challenged to take the ‘long way’.
I also got to spend a couple hours in the studio with Chandler, Hannah, Abigail & mom. It was a lot of fun watching Chandler & Hannah work together and do their thing.
More than thankful for the opportunities that I had today<3
A beautiful evening on the patio with family & friends. I really enjoy evenings such as these. Being outside with the fresh air, sun shining, summer breeze wrapping around my bare skin. The sun sets behind me while I enjoy the smiles of those in front of me. I can’t help but be distracted by this, like so many of us during trials of our life. We cannot focus on what’s behind us when we have endless possibilities in front of us. Moments that offer happiness and satisfaction.
Remember the sun will rise tomorrow offering new opportunities and the breeze will gently blow the pain away that lingers from second & third chances.
‘Where words fail, music speaks.’ Hans Christian Anderson.
I love live music. Acoustic is even better. When you have someone that can sing & play as amazingly as this man, no words are needed.
I first met Jason Squier at Michaels, the bar I used to manage. He and his band played every Friday night. It was such a great time. Everyone loved them, loved us, loved Fridays. One thing led to another and I was shooting photos of them and attending every show at other venues when possible. I couldn’t get enough of Jason’s voice and demeanor when he was on stage. So captivating, relaxing & passionate. I’ve never seen someone play the guitar as delicately as him. Watching someone do what they love is so meaningful. You get a sense of peace from their passion.
A great friendship has grown from the night I first met him. He sends me rough recordings of new music as he knows I’ll give him my honest opinion. Thank you for doing what you do and doing it so well. Keep playing. Keep singing.
Shot at Tin Roof downtown Indy while strummin ‘Babylon’ David Gray
I find it more common than not that we share what we are often afraid to disclose about our self, with those close to us.
We don’t disclose our darkest of demons because we live in fear of judgement, betrayal, loss of respect, even if those demons are ones we didn’t create. Being trapped in your own personal hell of thoughts & emotions will slowly kill what makes you you.
Listening to someone share their thoughts, someone I thought I knew. Seeing someone I care about be so vulnerable. Hurt so badly. Crying with them, not because of their tears but because I could feel the pain in their heart. Their mind. It was just as real to me as it was to them. I wonder how things would be different between us had we gone ‘demon hunting’ together.
I don’t know that I’ve ever hurt for someone the way I hurt for you. Seeing your pain. This changes nothing, other than making sense of some things. I also happen to love fishing especially with a Snoopy fishing pole!!
I’ll never be able to give you those 10 seconds or more that you often dream of but I can promise you I can give you love & trust. Fear is only felt until you realize the love and trust are real.
Thank you for loving me enough to trust me.