Musings : A Personal Journey

Today's entry is a little more of a personal dialogue, an introspective musing. I'm writing moreover to reflect and gain perspective. If you gain a seed from this post, I rejoice. If not, I at least hope it was an interesting read. (Much love!)

On occasion, I take a few moments to look back at where I started. Not a few months, not even just two years, but all the way back to when I received "my" first camera. In reality, it was my parents camera that I asked to use often - quite like most kids ask for candy or to borrow the car. I wasn't interested in the candy or the car, though. If I had that camera in hand, I was happy - transported to a world where I could make my own adventure, create my own reality. 

Last night, finding it difficult to sleep, I decided to take a similar moment. Usually, I simply enjoy the memories and am thankful for progress. This time was different. This time, the support I have received over the years stared back at me. 

From countless friends and family I dragged in front of my camera, bugs I chased, cats and dogs I followed around and gave (way too many) treats to, my mom who threw rocks for at least one hour into the lake at sunset to help me get the exact photograph I wanted - which eventually ended up getting published thanks to a friend who' shared my photograph with his mother who just happened to be the editor of a state magazine, to anyone and everyone who had me sneak up and grab a "candid" snap of, my sister who let me photograph her engagement portraits, and even my cousin who asked me to photograph their wedding (my very first). Each of these experiences began to shape the path I would take - photographically and as an individual. They helped me realize what I loved to photograph - even if I wasn't sure at the time - get caught up in moments and details and, most of all, they have helped me time and time again to realize I cannot do this alone.

Along the road...

Grandaddy overlooking the cow pasture at Grandaddy and Gramma's farm in Pennsylvania.

Grandaddy overlooking the cow pasture at Grandaddy and Gramma's farm in Pennsylvania.

[Allison] Tyler Brood, my childhood best friend. Taken our eighth grade year at the lake behind our North Carolina home.

[Allison] Tyler Brood, my childhood best friend. Taken our eighth grade year at the lake behind our North Carolina home.

My cousin Jennifer and one of her kittens at their home in Pennsylvania.

My cousin Jennifer and one of her kittens at their home in Pennsylvania.

My sister and her husband, then fiancee, at Saint Mary's Glacier in Colorado.

My sister and her husband, then fiancee, at Saint Mary's Glacier in Colorado.

Mandy, a high school friend. This was one of my first "model" portrait sessions.

Mandy, a high school friend. This was one of my first "model" portrait sessions.

Anna, my life-long best friend. Taken our Freshman year of High School at a Garden in Greensboro, NC.

Anna, my life-long best friend. Taken our Freshman year of High School at a Garden in Greensboro, NC.

Anna, again, taken during our Sophomore year of college on a trip back home. This is one of the photographs from a session we decided upon as a reflective documentary of her personal journey.

Anna, again, taken during our Sophomore year of college on a trip back home. This is one of the photographs from a session we decided upon as a reflective documentary of her personal journey.

Self portrait at our High Point home back in my high school years, another emotive piece.

Self portrait at our High Point home back in my high school years, another emotive piece.

My cousin's Pennsylvania wedding - my very first!

My cousin's Pennsylvania wedding - my very first!

My first born niece, Emma.

My first born niece, Emma.

My college friend Saly was kind enough to pose for a project my Freshman year studying photography at Virginia Intermont College in Bristol, Virginia.

My college friend Saly was kind enough to pose for a project my Freshman year studying photography at Virginia Intermont College in Bristol, Virginia.

My cousin Brianna, along with my aunt and two other cousins, came down from Minnesota for a visit. During her visit, my aunt and cousin wanted some "Senior" portraits taken. I was in High School, at the time, and I believe Bri was a Sophomore?

My cousin Brianna, along with my aunt and two other cousins, came down from Minnesota for a visit. During her visit, my aunt and cousin wanted some "Senior" portraits taken. I was in High School, at the time, and I believe Bri was a Sophomore?


I realize more and more each day just how precious of a gift photography is. It has been a treasure to reflect on friendships, precious moments for those closest to me and remember loved ones who have since passed on. As I walked through each album, each image sparked a memory, a deep rooted emotion and refreshed my love for what I do. This is a walk I would like to provide for each person I photograph. To document their journey and preserve stages in their life so they may more vividly remember the path that life has taken them on. And so it is with hope, love and a new-found focus that I look forward to each life that will be preserved and each memory commemorated.