Saturday, April 2, 2016

haiku my heart


stitch by stitch
messages in thread
handmade love


Friday, March 25, 2016

spring haiku

in my windowsill 
reminder of new season
nasturtium and dill

haiku my heart

Saturday, January 16, 2016

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" 

opening to my inner juicy self

turning my back on what no longer serves me



more Medicine next week...to be continued

Thursday, January 7, 2016

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. 







Monday, January 4, 2016

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.