Of late, I've been craving simplicity. Sometimes life can throw you in somewhat of a whirlpool, and you are left spinning in frenzied confusion, because there is too much clutter, or because there is too little foundation to cling to for anchorage. While seen in life at times for myself , this has also included the photos I create. Our industry has the tendency to push for the innovative, the crazy, the eccentric, and the out-of-the-box in order to be recognized and be different... all in the name of 'NEW'. And sometimes, this works. Sometimes it magically pieces together and surfaces in the form of incredibly imagery. Most other times though, to my eyes, it feels like image clutter, and I forget what makes a photo beautiful.
So it was refreshing recently to shoot, for the sake of just documenting love as it is. Love in purity. Love in simplicity. Stripped down and bare, with no props, no fancy lighting, nothing but the clasping of hands, an embrace, just-because giggles, and quiet adoration. This may not win me many fans, but at the end of the day, it isn't really about that is it? It is about who is in front of your frame, and making them look as beautiful as they can be, and making them feel/look/be 100% them :)
Remember Jenny and Dennis' wedding? :) This was their engagement session, one unassuming but beautiful morning. We saw the sun rise, along one of the most gorgeous coastlines in a city I am so proud to call home :) Sydney, you are so exquisite, when you want to be :)
Yummy yummy light :)
I LIVE for light like this :)
Yes, Sydney, you are truly beautiful :)
One cool afternoon in my favourite season of the year, Autumn, my friends and I packed our things, loaded the boot, and let rubber meet cement to embark on a fun conceptual project we had been planning the prior few weeks.
There is just something magical about Autumn. The whole world starts to change colour, and the metamorphosis brings about the most gorgeous warmth to the skin of mother nature. Deep yellows, fiery reds, cinnamon browns, and sun-kissed oranges fill the kaleidescope that is before our eyes. Maybe it is because I was born in this season, or maybe it is the delicate balance of cool breezes in a still lukewarm air, but I just adore Autumn in all its subtle magnificence.
So, when the opportunity came to partner up again with the fabulousness of bridal couture designers Pretty in White to shoot something special in this season, I was thrilled!! And what made it better, was that my beautiful friends Tracy and Paul of Eclektic were on the team to help turn this shoot into a reality :)
Here are my favourites from the afternoon :)
Starting off with the film set:
Models: Meg and Emma
Flowers: Cannisia Florist
Dresses: Pretty In White
Props: Mine :)
Styling: Myself + Tracy :)
Hair accessories: Pin Me Up Couture
Meet Meg :)
Hope you enjoyed that!!
There is an age-old question that floats from generation to generation, touching ever heart and mind at one point or another in their existence.
How do you know you are in love? How do you know you really love them?
And not surprisingly, an entire myriad of answers have given birth of this philosophical question. "You just know", "When you realize you cannot bear to be without each other", "It was love at first sight"........
While all these answers have merit and probably true in some form or another, I tend to side with a friend of mine who shared with me her personal experience "I knew I was in love when I realized I was willing to do things I really didn't like, for him, because I knew it made him happy." I particularly love it, because after 10 years of being together with my own husband (dating for 8, married for 2), I have found this to be the most true. I see love in sacrifice. Constant bearing, and giving of oneself for the other, even when you don't like it, because you know it brings the other joy. It isn't easy. In fact, there are days when we scream in frustration from its wheels of difficulty, but we do it again and again and again, for no other logical reason but because we love the other.
I sometimes think we put unrealistic expectations on the one we love... desiring them to shape up and be what the world tells us the perfect partner should be, and we forget the very reasons that amazed us about them in the first place. So on those days where cranky words are exchanged, when tears are more common than loving embraces, when hurt rises to become that lump in the throat, on those days when you forget why you love him/her, I choose to remember. Remember as best I can.
I remember when my husband chooses to clean the toilet. I remember the days he'd clean out the kitty litter. I'd remember the days he would wash up all those cups and dishes that piled up in the sink during my busyness. I remember the days he'd remember to call me because I was afraid I wouldn't wake up in time for an early job. I remember the nights he would drive me out on a hunt for fruit because he knows my body needs it. I remember the days he chooses to go out to buy lunch back for me so I don't work with an empty stomach. I remember the days he overlooks the dirty floors, even though he hates it. I remember...
I don't profess we have a perfect marriage... in fact, far from it. The number of days we drive each other crazy proves it. But on those days, I choose to remember how much my husband puts himself out and sacrifices of himself to put me first, because he knows it makes me smile :) You see, it's so easy to love when love is easy. But loving someone, when they test you beyond what you can tolerate, that's real love.
"We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly" - Sam Keen
And just because every post is better with a photo, here is a sneak peek to something which I'll be sharing on this blog space really soon :) Happy Wednesday everyone!