Morning Light – Page 4 – keep opening doors

Posted on May 5, 2013 by Keep Opening Doors

I love shooting into the sunlight; here is an olive branch in the morning light.

Favorite Photo Friday: Apples at the Farmers Market

Posted on May 3, 2013April 29, 2013 by Keep Opening Doors

Pink Lady Apples in the morning light, just before the farmers market officially opened for the day.

Favorite Photo Friday: Creating in the morning

Posted on April 5, 2013 by Keep Opening Doors

Some mornings, we have the luxury of having extra time to create. Our girls love to write, draw, design, and build. I love to capture these moments as they unfold, revealing and creating a story of my own in the process.

A moment to myself

Posted on March 21, 2013 by Keep Opening Doors

I enjoy sneaking a quiet moment for myself, to capture the beauty of morning light in our yard.

Unexpected Reflections

Posted on March 12, 2013 by Keep Opening Doors

With my camera at my side, I set out for downtown, hoping to find a vintage car or two to photograph. As luck would have it, I came across a 1950 Ford F1 truck (parked in perfect light!) and began photographing the details.

I soon noticed incredible reflections of color and

was surprised at how clearly the details of my surroundings seemed to jump right off of the black paint of the truck.

I heard a car coming, stepped aside, and continued to admire the reflections. Through my viewfinder, I watched a new reflection move up the side of the truck. A new reflection, which provided me with more to admire

and to focus on.

Another vintage Ford (from the 1930s) parked right next to me!

The Cemetery

Posted on March 1, 2013 by Keep Opening Doors

Recently, a friend and I decided to get together, visit a new destination, and take photos. When she suggested that we visit a local cemetery, I was completely open to the idea, but found myself wondering how I should go about capturing images in a such a place.

When we arrived, I felt a bit lost and overwhelmed; I wondered how to properly show respect while taking photos in a cemetery. I needed to get comfortable, especially since I was so focused on figuring out how I should take photos.

I get comfortable by starting small and focusing on details.

I needed to walk around, quietly observe, and to get away from focusing on should so that I could find both a connection to the cemetery and my voice. So, I explored.

Then, it happened; I found light, my constant companion on my photographic journey, and my voice became clear.

As fond memories of my grandparents came to my mind, I found a needed connection with the cemetery. I began to see stories all around me; stories that, I imagine, have been here, waiting to be discovered and shared.

I was no longer thinking about how I should be taking photos; I just did what came naturally. I found a way to capture the story and the respect that pressed so heavily on me when we first arrived at the cemetery.

This photo outing proved to be a much more challenging experience than I anticipated, both personally and photographically; I am thankful for the experience!