“Over time the daily search for simplicity and quiet through my photos became a sanctuary for me. All that was loud…the storm beating at the window, the sight of the day’s heavy work load, the weight of emotional loss- was quieted by that click of the shutter.”
A Year of Mornings, Stephanie Barnes
I have been inspired by Maria Vettese and Stephanie Barnes and their collaborative photography book, A Year of Mornings, to further my quest in striving to find beauty in the simplicity of the everyday. These two friends, 3191 miles apart, both took pictures of their mornings everyday for a year. It is through these photographs that they inspire the cultivation of noticing, not producing. To take a picture of how things authentically are, and making the truest sense of the object/person into art.
So this morning, I decided to snap a few of my own pictures of starting the day (documented between 7-8am).
I noticed it was harder than you think to not want to reposition things, or put something in better light. Even taking a picture of myself right out of bed was… difficult? But that’s the beauty of it. This is what my morning really looks like. It’s not perfect or put together. It’s a balcony with leaves and a beat up bench. It’s big pores, cold coffee, and some reading. And it’s recognizing the authenticity of it all, noticing what is simple and real, and capturing it. How freeing.
We’re spending this Tuesday off doing our some of our favorite things.
Cooper got to spend several hours at the park with morning playing fetch and hanging out with some of his neighborhood dog friends. He even found a cute little toddler who snuck him cracker bits from his lunchable when his mom wasn’t looking.
As for me, I get to catch up on cooking, playing with my 35mm lens, and writing letters. Really, anything that will further procrastinate the laundry that needs folding and the bedroom that won’t clean itself: this post.
To be truthful, I just wanted to post a picture of my dog.
After a long (but fun!) week of Valentine’s day festivities, crazy work schedules, and making new friends, Clint and I decided to take the weekend to get some fresh air. We went to Brazos Bend State Park, which is about an hour outside of Houston.
Once we got there, we were taken back by how gorgeous it was. Before we even got to our camp site, we pulled over and I whipped out my camera. Even though I wasn’t wearing any makeup or had brushed my hair that day (thinking I’d only be seen by the trees, not a camera lens), you can’t fight inspiration when it strikes. The sunset was simply amazing.
We set up our tent, roasted some hotdogs over the fire, talked about life under the stars and went to sleep in the FREEZING night. The next morning, we went hiking on a few of the trails.
And a few fun shots we got tonight from the photo booth set up at our church:
This week had an amazing service (AGAIN). I am so thankful to be at a place that feels like home. I am excited to grow into this church and into Houston. Finally.