It’s Christmastime

It’s Christmastime

Posted by on Dec 20, 2014 in A Passing Glimpse

That time of the year is here again. And with it, I look forward to seeing those I love in the next week. I’m counting on those days being filled with plenty of soul filling goodness: puppy kisses and wagging tails, teary eyed laughter, reading, studying, loads of fab music backed by a tad more […]

The Numbing

The Numbing

Posted by on Jul 14, 2013 in A Passing Glimpse

I rarely find myself in front of the camera. My place is to always stand behind it. For this photograph, I maintained my normal position while waiting for guests to arrive to the holiday party I was assigned to document. Seeing this particular setting provided a welcoming invitation with its placement, framing, and available light. […]

waiting on guests

Posted by on Jan 18, 2013 in A Passing Glimpse, christmas, self portrait | No Comments

I seldom find myself in front of the camera. My place is to stand behind it. For this photo, I maintained my normal position while waiting for guests to arrive to the holiday party I was assigned to document. This particular setting provided a welcoming invitation with its placement, framing, and available light. It was […]

secondhand light

After a well needed and successful breather from classes over the past month, today is the beginning of my Spring semester and my yearlong sprint towards a December graduation. Aside from the annual reruns of holiday soundtracks, television programs, mountains of sugar coma sparkly treats, and family fruitcake, I was happy to occasionally locate some quality time […]

believing in believing

Posted by on Jan 2, 2013 in A Passing Glimpse, Uncategorized | No Comments

A number of Christmases ago, finances were extremely difficult. That particular year, the children and I made handmade ornaments with paper, crayons, white glue, glitter, sequins, and ribbon to decorate our truly meager tree. Hours later, we stepped back from the dusting of glitter on the floor to take a look at our Christmas tree. It was […]

i do

I believe in great, great things.