I love photography. I love the how and the why, the creating and the admiring, the past and the present. I spend a lot of time thinking, doing, and talking about photography. There are so many ways to appreciate and involve oneself. Photographs can be beautiful. Images showing deep emotion, love, peace, rejoicing, the beauty of people and places far away. They can also be hard; sharing heartbreak, documenting the human condition, showing truth that is not always pretty but often strong. I love how you can capture a moment in time. A moment that may never be repeated but can last a lifetime. Put several of those moments together and you have a story. No words just photos showing us what is or what was.
I can spend lovely afternoons in art galleries studying Fine Art photography. Then there are bookstores, so many pages of images and stories. Lets not forget the Internet! At the tips of your fingers you can go anywhere, see anything, images from near and far. Instagram has opened more paths than I could have imaged. I have “insta-friends” all over the world.
(If you are on Instagram it would be worth your time to take a look at a few of these feeds: @shirwin, @jantex, and @tseabold are a wonderful women I follow, @marte_farie_forsberg, @Linda_Lomelino, and @Niyalakmanalp are a few. There are so many more…..)
Connecting in this way has made my world larger and smaller at the same time. I’ve see art, people, places, images that have inspired me, and I hope made me grow. But can there be too much? Too much of watching other people live? I think so.
This is where I recently found myself, watching others live. Lately the Green Eyed Monster known as envy has been working its way through my heart and mind. Through the Internet I see amazing images, colors, textures, places, food, art. Instead of appreciating them I heard my envy-self asking why? Why can’t I go there, see these places, make these images? Share them and go viral?(ha) Well I’m not a fan of my envy-self so I set out to move her out of my head.
I am blessed. I have a beautiful family, I live in a beautiful place. I truly believe there is beauty surrounding us. God creates beauty. We just need to take the time to look.
People often suggest keeping a gratitude journal or an on going list of blessings. I’ve done this off and on for several years. But I needed something different. I’m a visual person. I know things in my head but to see makes a lasting imprint. So I created a visual list of beauty and blessing in my life. It didn’t take long to remind my self of a blessed life. Here are just a few of what I found just a few steps from my front door.
I hope you spend sometime seeing the beauty right in front of your eyes.
I know I will do it more often!
Until next time, Blessings