Sister Talk

I was babysitting my two nieces yesterday.  One is 5 and the other is barely 1 year old.  It was fun, but I ended exhausted, since they did not give me a break at all!  On my way home, I remembered this picture my dad took of my sister and I when we were younger.  The giggles and the playing somehow reminded me of my own childhood, and the little moments one cherishes for the rest of our lives.

That day, my dad was playing with the Rolleiflex camera I so much crave.  We went to the old city and spent the day playing.  That's all we did.  My sister and I played and he just took the pictures.  In our family photo albums, these are like a signature my dad left on his life achievements.  A true reminder of a happy childhood that lingers like the smell of a good perfume.

On Thanksgiving day one week from today, my love and I will leave New York and will visit my sister's home in Maryland for a home cooked family meal.  After all these years, we remain the best of friends.  See you soon sis'!

P.S. In the picture, I am the one in the bottom.  The cheeks are my trademark! :)

This Must Be the Place

Well.... I got the job! My start day is the 28th of November, giving us plenty of time to go on our trip to New York. Yay!!! I am really happy to be able to do both things, and I am extremely thankful for that.

For those who asked, the job is not related to photography. But, this is a well known communications company, and the nature of the job will be related to the world of television and radio.  I think this is a good starting point.  My entire adult life has been linked to banking and portfolio management.  This is a much needed change of scenery.

On the other hand, my Etsy shop is thriving! This month things have been moving pretty good, and an increasing interest in my photography is showing.  I am really excited about it, and I will continue working with my art and my camera.  I will be doing a giveaway soon, so stay tuned.

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I'm past the screaming part :)

A wish list... my wants today

To have my hair long enough so that I can make beautiful braids with it...



Learn how to sew... ( this is one of those things I regret not having done while still living with mom)

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Go on a long trip to Europe... again...

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To believe we can...

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Today...

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Reflections on Blue Bayou

 I took this picture not so long ago.  We were in Ernest Hemingway's house in Key West.  It was one of those spur of the moment getaways, where we only took our flip flops, the camera, and a map.  It was a bright, cool day, and we had a really good time.

For obvious creative reasons, I chose to photograph the reflection of the day on the pool.  The image was so crisp and clear, that one can easily distinguish the palm trees and the bright sky.  The water was kind of fuzzy with debris and dirt, but this only added an extra layer of interest to the image.

I have been dealing with some issues for the last couple of days, and last night, as I was flipping through my photography collection, I took a hard look at this picture.  It made me wonder how often we choose to see the reflection, the idea of a true and good thing instead of the real source.  How many times do I get distracted by the debris, instead of acknowledging the wholeness of my present time. 

We are beautiful, imperfect beings, and we live beautiful, imperfect lives. We just have to look up and see the sunny and bright tropical sky, instead of choosing to look down at the distorted image on the water.  The sky is given to us, and we must accept it with a grateful heart.

You can access the listing of this picture right here.

A mermaid from within

Maiden... ocean has a maiden soul, a photo by Gordana AM on Flickr.

I have been going through a very transformative period.  Let's say that sometimes I feel as if I was thrown into a deep blue ocean, and I am now emerging as a completely different being.  A mermaid, perhaps? Yes, a mermaid could be the best description.  Half human, half mythology.  A merge between what I previously was with my new self.

In my previous life, I lacked sensitivity, I lacked passion.  My life was predetermined by my conscious self as a series of steps that needed to be done.  Tasks to be completed.  There was not much room for art, although I craved it, or tenderness, although I so much needed it.  I somehow convinced myself that things were the way the were.  I had to adapt.  But it came the day when adapting didn't work anymore.  That's when the transformation began.

Today, I hang on to my soul as my own way of surviving.  I fear that, as my previous, practical, human part of the mermaid approaches I will loose all the passion and idealism I have welcomed in.  I will fight for this newfound knowledge, I will protect my fragility.  But I also need to leave space for common sense, for reason.

I guess my new challenge will be to keep the balance, and to acknowledge the mermaid from within.

Have you let your mermaid come out from her ocean?

Monday Quotes: Free Spirit

By R. Young

To change one's life:

1. Start immediately.

2. Do it flamboyantly.

3. No exceptions.

-William James