Be honest and candid!
PS---I'm also thankful Millie has big blue eyes and freckles, loves fashion like it's going out of style (did you see what I did there?) and that she can imitate/mimic accents and voices better than anyone I know outside of Bobby. Now, show me yours!
This presentation was the catalyst for something great, and I can't wait to share more about that soon! Hope you all had a fantastic break and that you're warm and cozy!
Hey sweetie! Your presentation was as fabulous as you are! So excited to see the amazing branding work you'll do!! xoxo
You're so cute!
(01.03.12 @ 09:20 PM)I absolutely LOVED your presentation Kate! You rocked it! And I learned some new things about myself (once again:)! Thank you!
(01.03.12 @ 05:50 PM)Kate, you ARE the ROCK STAR!!! I'm so so proud of you!
I got so much out of your talk, Kate. It was very thought-provoking. Thank you, thank you, thank you:)
(01.03.12 @ 04:55 PM)I am so, so bummed I missed this.... You had glowing reviews!
(01.03.12 @ 04:26 PM)so happy that you are sharing your genius with others! i love that about you. :)
Thank you for sharing your knowledge and wisdom with us Kate. You rock!
(01.03.12 @ 04:10 PM)
On a side note, YES, Mills did pick out her own outfit. And YES, her daddy did not brush her hair before they left the house to meet me (I was photographing Ava + Tatum). Aaannnnd YES...that is a Sharpie tattoo on her upper arm, courtesy of her swim coach/fabulous babysitter Genette. It says "Peace and Love", which I can say were NOT present during those meltdowns. Oh well, time and that gorgeous Millie smile heal all.
I did brush her hair, but I did not say I did it well
(12.08.11 @ 03:08 PM)I did brush her hair, but I did not say I did it well
(12.08.11 @ 03:02 PM)I LOVE THESE!!!!! Thank you for capturing Natty's day! See you on Saturday. XXOO
(12.08.11 @ 12:11 PM)Love Millie's outfit...at least it is color coordinated!
(12.08.11 @ 09:35 AM)Do I long for the charm of Art Deco sky-scraping architecture, the aromas of international food trucks, the pulsing pavement that's so frenetic it spirals me into a good mood upon first step? Hell yes. When I'm in McKinney, do I cover my face as the wind blows sand downhill from the construction sites, get sick of seeing cookie cutter EVERYTHING in every direction, and crave culture and diversity like my mother-in-law craves coffee? Hell yes.
Though my dream would be to live in Manhattan, I can't help but be thankful for the things I have here. My family has stability, warmth, comfort, love, and enough side-splitting laughter to win over the likes of Simon Cowell and Nick Saban all in a day's time. We've got a boatload of friends who really support us and love us despite our obvious flaws and the grandmas just a hop, skip, and a jump away. And, let's be real. The Mexican food here is waaaaaay better. It's easy to say that the good far outweighs the bad. Skylines, schmylines. I'm a very blessed girl.
love it
(12.02.11 @ 03:46 PM)
I've been going through lots of old images this weekend, trying to free up space on my hard drives. It's really got me thinking about how long to hang onto images, and for what purposes.
Take the above image, for instance. That's me, on the left, just after my graduation ceremony for getting my masters. One would think that this would have been such a joyful occasion...one of which to definitely have pictures to show future generations and what not. Yes. One WOULD think. However, my father, for whatever reason he had (some say sore throat, some say sore loser in life and general grumpy grumpster) at the time, did not show up. This was a big day in my life, and he CHOSE to miss it. This picture reminds me of the hurt that I felt when my mom told me he wasn't coming.
This image also reminds me that I no longer am even friends with the chick in the picture. Sure, I could crop her out, but keeping her in it makes it more powerful and more of a transportation mode to the past. Not all images produce warm and fuzzy feelings, but why should I curate my image collection to only have such moments? As a documentary style photographer, I prefer the truth. Sometimes it's harsh. Sometimes, it's downright ugly. But without seeing pictures like this from my past, I might not be able to realize how REALLY GOOD I have it today. It's all about the journey.
What are your thoughts on saving images from not so brilliant times?
oh my. if i deleted all the pictures that had some under liying "darkness" to them i would have ZERO pics (for about a 12 year period). *wince*
but i am with you. i have a sketchy thoughts about alot of images...they DO however serve as a reminder of how far i have come and that i AND chandler, by the grace of God, are alive, and well, and thriving, and dare i say....happy. :)
keep them...there is ALWAYS beauty among the ashes...always.
you have a freakin' masters- raspberries to people who didn't show or acted a fool afterwards. you STILL have your masters and they DON'T get to still have you! too bad for them!
i can totally relate to this... my rule is that if an image stirs up an uncomfortable feeling in me when i look at it, then i refuse to make it visible to me. it either stays stored away in the digital folder i found it in, or the print stays in a box somewhere very out of sight. every once in awhile when i go through my things, i revisit those ugly feelings and only a couple times have i actually thrown out the image because i was done processing those feelings and wanted to move forward. thanks for sharing your 'weird' photo and what it means to you... :o)
(11.15.11 @ 02:29 AM)i can totally relate to this... my rule is that if an image stirs up an uncomfortable feeling in me when i look at it, then i refuse to make it visible to me. it either stays stored away in the digital folder i found it in, or the print stays in a box somewhere very out of sight. every once in awhile when i go through my things, i revisit those ugly feelings and only a couple times have i actually thrown out the image because i was done processing those feelings and wanted to move forward. thanks for sharing your 'weird' photo and what it means to you... :o)
(11.15.11 @ 02:24 AM)Oh Kate. I'm torn. I have photos that are the same. Some fill me with sadness. Some are mixed. But I think that life is like that--mixed blessings. Maybe it's okay to have some of the bitter with the sweet? I know that sometimes I cringe about the pictures that I am in that I am sure make for a bittersweet memory for some people--weddings that I'm no longer friends with the person, exes that I'm in family photos of, etc. I think it's part of life. It does show you how you've grown. And don't let grumpy people decide how you're going to feel about something--that was a big accomplishment for you :) Love you Kate!
Oh Kate. I'm torn. I have photos that are the same. Some fill me with sadness. Some are mixed. But I think that life is like that--mixed blessings. Maybe it's okay to have some of the bitter with the sweet? I know that sometimes I cringe about the pictures that I am in that I am sure make for a bittersweet memory for some people--weddings that I'm no longer friends with the person, exes that I'm in family photos of, etc. I think it's part of life. It does show you how you've grown. And don't let grumpy people decide how you're going to feel about something--that was a big accomplishment for you :) Love you Kate!
Thankful that Jack's little cold wet nose nudges me everyday around 4:30 to tell me its time to step away from the computer and go out into the sunshine and play with him.
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