Monthly Archives: January 2011
How should a woman in her twenties sweep the leaves off her front yard? Â In the best pair of jeans you have and FABULOUSÂ stilettos, Â that’s how ! Â It was Â a bright beautiful day. The sun in full force and I’m dressed in a killer outfit ready to take on the world. Or, at least the town I live in. Hey, a girl can dream! But before I could do anything I needed to sweep the leaves that were taking over my front yard into a massive pile that only the Hulk himself could destroy. Â There I am, in my gorgeous and eerily comfy four inch, beige, open toe, Steve Madden heels sweeping the ground. All while getting stared at from every neighbor I have. Â Not sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing I decided to take a break. Besides, the comfortableness of these shoes needs not to be wasted on chores unless those chores involve ogling the newest pair of Jimmy Choo’s from a windows distance in the streets of San Francisco. Â Frankly darling, it was a sight to see. So Sex and the City. =)
Sometimes I get asked why I love photography so much. When I look at things I don’t just look at them, I look into them, I see them. No one else can see what I am seeing. I can be staring at the very same thing as you but how I see it is different. And I can capture that. My lens becomes my eyes, and my eyes sees thing threw my heart. Ta-da! I have it.Â It’s like a picture from my soul for every one to see. Being that I am a hopeless romantic to the highest extent and a Pisces ( yes, my soul will always remain a Pisces ! As much as I day dream and am so sensitive , how could I not be ?) Â I see things in a really romantic way. Â Lost in the magic of passion, emotion and desire I feel it betters my ability to capture that for others. Â I love it. I love love and I love capturing that moment that is so gentle, so sweet. Like two bodies standing near the ocean with his eyes on her while her hair blows in the wind as he brushes his fingers across her face. All while the sun is delivering its ending beauty in the sky andÂ the stars get ready to Â shimmer magically in the moon’s embrace. Just like that, with a click of my finger I have that moment forever. Â And that is why photography is my soul mate.
At the moment I’m enlightening myself with this book that is called Better than Beauty. Â It’s a womens guide to hold a charming persona in any situation. In looks and in personality. If anything else, it is an enjoyable read. =)
And a few of my favorite belongings..
Jeff and Jermelyn had a beautiful wedding ceremony at the San Francisco City Hall.Â After the ceremony, they had a cozy dinner with friends and family in the French quarter at Cafe Bastille.Â Jermelyn made a stunning bride and I was so honored to be able to witness their marriage. Â
So the goal that I set for myself of posting a blog three times a week has turned into one every other month.Â As I read other professional photographers blogs, they constantly stress the importance of blogging at least the minimum of once a week. No matter what the topic, personal or photography related.Â Â Some people have a really easy time doing it. It comes natural to them, unfortunately I don’t have that luxury. Ill sit at my desk staring at my screen, write a paragraph, look at it, then delete it. Here I am once again at square one. Â My fingers on the keyboard and the cursor in bold standing in one spot blinking rapidly waiting for me to type the next word. Thinking to myself, What do I say? Â How do I write it to keep my readers interested? Do I put commas in the right areas?Â I love to write, so whats holding me up? Perhaps because its on line. Â My thoughts, dreams, wantsÂ and feelings open for the world to see. Simply exposed. Is there a rule about making a New Years resolution after the year has already started?Â Â Its not bad luck or anything right? Well, if not. It will be to blog more.
The holidays are over and I’m in my new house. The floors are hard, the kitchen is big and the boxes are slowly being unpacked. As pictures are beginning to take there places on the walls I think to myself that I love it here. Â Its cozy and feels more like a home. As Â much as I love it, I’m sad to say my rabbit does not. The move was hard on him and he hates the floors. I am happy to announce that after being here for five days he has finally came out of his cage on his own! I was so excited! Â Granted it was only one foot in front of his cage and not longer then two minutes. Long enough for him to eat half the apple slice I was bribing him with then high-jack the other half of the uneaten apple and high-tale it back into his cage. It’s a start, and I’m proud of him!
It’s only been winter for a few months and I’m ready for the season to be over. I miss all my cute sun dresses. Spring my love I miss you.