I don't normally believe in New Year's resolutions, but so many changes have happened this year it made me start reflecting and that, in turn, made me think about the year ahead. I've come to find that the best things in life tend to happen when you stop planning.
Rather than resolutions, I'm writing down some of my goals for the upcoming year. This seems like a more positive route than making a promise like "lose ten pounds" that I end up feeling guilty about all of January when I don't! What about everyone else: do you make resolutions, or do you think they're not worthwhile?
I am a California girl at heart who is lucky enough to live in one of the most wonderful, un-California cities in the world, New York. Most days, you'll find me exploring my new home with my amazing husband and our dog, Friday. I love to travel, eat just about anything with peanut butter, meet new friends, shop, read, take pictures, and spoil other peoples' kids and pets rotten. This blog includes my rants and raves about my personal life as well as my adventures in the photography business.
Inspired by fashion, art, and pop culture, I love to capture images using natural light. Although I enjoy taking all kinds of pictures, my style veers towards lifestyle and editorial photography and my favorite subjects are people. I am a photographer purely for the love of it, and I think you'll see that reflected in my work.
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Friday, December 28, 2007
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Where Does It All Come From?
Believe it or not, I've lived in California almost my entire life and hadn't been to Yosemite until last month. (I know, right?) There was so little snow in Mammoth we made the trek over through the pass and enjoyed a beautiful drive. I fully expected it to be pretty, but a little underwhelming. After all, hasn't there been all that talk of how tourism is destroying National Parks? And really, without much snow, how pretty could it be?
The answer is, actually: breathtaking! As I looked down the valley towards Half Dome, I was reminded of one of my favorite Bible verses, Psalm 121:
I lift my eyes up to the mountains
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from You,
Maker of Heaven, Creator of the Earth.
While I realize everyone has different beliefs, when I look at something so perfect and beautiful in nature, I feel this overwhelming sense that a being far greater than I am created it. It gives me great joy and peace knowing that Someone who created all these wonderful things also watches over me. Sometimes, when I see the sun coming down in beams through the clouds, I feel as though God coming down to Earth right there.
I was especially excited to go look around because I absolutely love Ansel Adams and his photographs of Yosemite are so iconic. We didn't take much opportunity to take scenic photos - just snapped a few more touristy ones. It was quite packed with cars and people, so I couldn't bring myself to take shots that didn't pay homage to the quiet, unspoiled beauty of Ansel Adams' Yosemite.
The answer is, actually: breathtaking! As I looked down the valley towards Half Dome, I was reminded of one of my favorite Bible verses, Psalm 121:
I lift my eyes up to the mountains
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from You,
Maker of Heaven, Creator of the Earth.
While I realize everyone has different beliefs, when I look at something so perfect and beautiful in nature, I feel this overwhelming sense that a being far greater than I am created it. It gives me great joy and peace knowing that Someone who created all these wonderful things also watches over me. Sometimes, when I see the sun coming down in beams through the clouds, I feel as though God coming down to Earth right there.
I was especially excited to go look around because I absolutely love Ansel Adams and his photographs of Yosemite are so iconic. We didn't take much opportunity to take scenic photos - just snapped a few more touristy ones. It was quite packed with cars and people, so I couldn't bring myself to take shots that didn't pay homage to the quiet, unspoiled beauty of Ansel Adams' Yosemite.
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