No matter where we’re headed, I have my camera with me. The park, the bookstore or out for an ice cream I will have it on hand. But, then I get home, rush in and throw the photos onto my ex-hard drive and move on. Forgetting about the memories I just snapped up. Why? I am a photographer after all. Sometimes I feel like maybe I’ve lost my mojo. I did just have a baby. Maybe that’s it! But, wouldn’t that make me want to take more photos?? There’s my iPhone. And Instagram. Quick, convenient and way faster to edit than this old, slow hunk of a computer.
So, here I am, confessing to you and the Universe. I have an ex-hard drive full of unedited photos waiting, dying to be sliced and diced and shown for the world to see.
Whew. Now that’s out of the way, I want to start something new here on the blog. Storytelling Sundays. No words, just pictures. I’ll tell you where the photos were taken, but no paragraphs and witty little sentences. Just letting my photos speak for themselves. They could be last summer, yesterday or 5 years ago (it’s possible!). And, this may not happen every Sunday. But it gets me in front of my computer and behind my lens more! Doing what I love more. Dare I say it… this is starting to sound a lot like a New Year’s resolution… (insert wide eyed emoji here).