Camera Craft Give-Away !

I am a 
guest contributor for 
Camera Craft Photography Course ! 

My "Unhinged and Exposed" lessons 
will be all about demystifying the fears 
of Self Portraiture. 

My approach is playful and fierce. 

My lessons will be fun and friendly.

This course is designed for people, just like me who don't know their way around their camera. 

We just want to make pretty photographs, right ?

and the best part...your access to the class content 

will be available for ONE YEAR. And we will have a private Facebook community for support and sharing.

Look at all these beautiful artists 

I am snuggled up with 

DO YOU WANT TO WIN A FREE SPOT ?

All you have to do is tell me why you want to overcome your fear of shooting that self portrait.

That's it ! 

I will announce the winner 
Saturday June 25

haiku my heart, pretty little cakes

pretty little cakes

garden gifts

summer in my mouth

haiku my heart

recipes are delicious from The Unconventional Baker

haiku my heart Friday

summer almost here

blue skies temps rise water warms

impulse skinny dip

haiku my heart

haiku my heart

thirty seven years

weathered wisdom on my skin

eyes still tell my truth

haiku my heart on Fridays

Tiny and Mighty-Haiku my Heart

I make tiny books

big things come in small boxes

tiny and mighty

Haiku my Heart

I am Tiny and Mighty from Deb Did It on Vimeo.

haiku my heart with purple memories

our world is weeping

raining purple everywhere

musical memories

Haiku my Heart

and the winner is...

Thank you ALL for your comments and sharing your stories here with me about laundry memories. I am happy to meet some new friends and it has been sweet to read some of you returning here to my little bloggy spot ! Hope to see you here again soon !

Haiku my Heart with Laundry

this is art

everyday laundry

pretty line

Haiku my Heart

for more Laundry Lust and a chance to win 

a free copy of Bella Grace Magazine, 

please see my post yesterday !! 

For the Love of Laundry {Bella Grace Magazine Give-Away}

I have an affair with laundry. 

We meet almost every day. 

We are down and dirty. We toss and tumble. 

Then we lay out to dry. 

Fresh as sunshine, clean as air.  

We return to the places we are expected. Ready to squander. 

lather. rinse. repeat. 

"My heart is all a flutter, 

like the washing on the line" 

~Nathalia Crane~

when you sleep with me, 
your linens have been kissed by sunshine 
and danced in the wind
~Deb~

I know I am home 
when I have a line to hang laundry
~Deb~

My one and only favorite chore is laundry. Seems like instant gratification to transform a pile of dirty clothes into a piece of art...folded nice and neatly, ready to rumple and crumple again. 
Also the nostalgic component of wooden clothespins on a string, holding the laundry against the wind, basking in the sunshine, and breathing new life into each thread. 
You know what I am talking about. 
You know you love the scent of this post. 

Tell me about your memories or current thoughts 
about your own laundry lust.
Is it a love/hate relationship? 

I am hosting a Bella Grace Magazine give-away in celebration of their new blog "Grace Notes" 

If you have not held a copy of this beautiful magazine/book 
in your hand...
DO.THIS.
You will receive a copy Issue #7 from me
I will select a lucky winner 
from comments below...

Winner announced April 21
return that day to see if 
you are the lucky winner
OR leave your email with comment

Bella Grace Magazine 

Bella Grace Blog Hop

haiku my heart

stitch by stitch

messages in thread

handmade love

haiku my heart

spring haiku

in my windowsill 

reminder of new season

nasturtium and dill

haiku my heart

Self Portraiture as Medicine, continued

as my journey continues with Catherine Just "Self Portraiture as Medicine" the work is real. the work is deep. in fact, real deep.

"The surfaces have changed, 

though beauty remains" 

~Glen McKerrihan~

opening to my inner juicy self

turning my back on what no longer serves me

more Medicine next week...to be continued

why so many self portraits? Part 3

A family member ( behind my back ) once questioned my work as a photographer "How many photos does she need of herself ?" 
I am here today to explain and answer ... unprompted of course. Not because she asked the question, but because I am heart opening and fearless.

Photography is my Super Power. 
It is my voice. 
When words elude me, my photos speak for me.
I am a story teller. I document everyday life with the simple, intimate details. 
I make photographs, I do not just take a picture.

"But why self portraits?"

Because it is my medicine. Somedays I need a healing method of creativity. A visual voice. An opportunity to vomit out all the emotions. The unspoken frustrations and silenced expressions. 
And I need to check in with myself.

So when I want to create, make and express ... I grab my camera. 
I turn it on myself to fabricate a mood. My story. A secret message. Maybe a healing moment. Perhaps inspired by prompts and e-course guides. 

My camera is simply a tool 
that facilitates something 
much more powerful than 

the outcome of a photograph. 

selfies vs self portraits : Part 2

I have been pondering the difference lately 
about selfies and self portraits.

I do both. They each have important and valuable 

roles to me as a photographer.

This is my story...scattered, smothered and 
UN-covered.

My selfies are random and playful. Spur of the moment. Grab the phone and post. Unedited. Sharing bits and pieces of my day.

My work as a self portrait artist involves prompts from online workshops, my Big Girl Camera, tripod, remote timers and vintage dresses. I set out to write a story with my camera. I usually post-process before posting. I feel complete.  Like an amazing bowel movement ( yep, I just typed that ) 

So there. I think the difference for me between selfies and self-portraits are this....one I share bits of my day, the other I am cracking open my heart, looking at all the scattered pieces and then sharing those bits with you.