Sunday, February 28, 2016

San Luis Obispo, CA

My relationship to photography has truly been the biggest journey of my life. Ever since I picked up a camera eight-ish years ago I have gone from loving it to hating it, feeling wildly inspired to having nothing left in my soul to produce, that numbing "blah" feeling and nearly giving it all up completely.
With this weekend coming to a close I found myself so inspired in every moment as I shot one of the most beautiful weddings to date & my first one with my incredibly supportive fiancé by my side. So many new ideas flooded my mind, our minds, that I can almost taste what God has planned ahead.
Today I'm in love with photography all over again and I'm so grateful for that.
ps. grapefruit sculpin is all the rage




Thursday, January 7, 2016

Saturday, January 2, 2016

Friday, December 18, 2015

My 5 week trip to Europe


so·journ
ˈsōjərn/
1.  a period of time when you stay in a place as a traveler or guest
2.  a temporary stay <a sojourn in the country>

London, England
Paris, France
Strasbourg, France
Munich, Germany
Nuremburg, Germany
Freiburg, Germany
Belgium, Brussels
Amsterdam, Netherlands
Stockholm, Sweden
Linkoping, Sweden
Copenhagen, Denmark

I've struggled to put these photographs into an eloquent description to give you a even a small understanding of these I had experienced and I've also struggled if "eloquent" was even the way I wanted to come across at all because sometimes normal life can be the complete opposite of eloquent and I never want to trick anyone thinking my life is a dream or a perfect story. I've wrote and rewrote at least five different ways this story could come across, whether it be small descriptions of each city, things I've experienced, what I felt, people I met, or what God did in my life  but it all came back to a reoccurring theme and something that opened my eyes…and if I could have given advice to my eighteen year old, self searching, dissatisfied, trying to make a point to the world self who planned this trip coming from the twenty-three year old mostly content and almost firmly rooted self who finally took it; it's the people who truly matter; the moments shared, the laughs exchanged, the lasting conversations and the connections that are imbedded into my heart forever.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart to the people who shared these moments, meals and truly beautiful memories with me. They will always be with me.