Spring is so close I could almost feel it, so I grabbed my camera and headed downtown to see how the crowds were celebrating this weekend weather. The day was perfect and the crowds filled with tourist out exploring Nashville. I must say I love this city and the ever changing face it presents. So nothing deep or profound just some spring cheer headed your way.
“Freedom is not worth having if it does not include the freedom to make mistakes.” ―Mahatma Gandhi
Remember life is what you make it. It’s a wild crazy ride from mountain tops to valley lows. Just when you think it can’t get any worse, it does. And when you think it can’t get any better, it overwhelms you with happiness. Every day is a beautiful mystery. The secret is, learn to let go of yesterday’s mistakes and enjoy each and every today.
It would be hard for to decide which I love more spring or fall. The changing of seasons brings out the best in me. Not only because of the natural beauty that erupts as the new season begins, but it is also a picture of a fresh start. In spring, the colors of the flowers blooming are just amazing to see. Soon this pastel palette will turn to a green canvas and then to the browns and pops of color here and there in the heat of summer before fall grabs my attention again, but for these few weeks I am going to sit back and get lost in the beauty of all that is around me.
Cutting my teeth on some long exposure shots. There is something exciting about taking a new approach, trying something new and getting out of a rut. It has been a hard month in my world and is going to get even harder so when the best guy in the world encouraged me to take a break from my situation and braved the cold so I could get these shots it was a big thing. BTW if you read this you are the bests…..
As I sit in my warm office, thinking about everything I need to get done for the holidays and browsing through some pictures I took on yesterday’s photo walk, I came across this picture and had to stop. It is so easy to get caught up in feeling sorry for myself this time of year wishing I could do more, buy more give more, when in reality all around me are individuals with much bigger needs then the ones I have. The numbers are staggering, in Nashville there are over 4000 homeless individuals with approximately 1600 homeless children in Metro schools. So this holiday season I want to take a minute and remind myself and anyone else who stumbles across this page to not just give a nod to the issue but to do something, one small thing to help someone who needs shelter. If we all stopped turning our heads and offered a hand we could make a difference here in Nashville and it starts with me.
For information on a wonderful opportunity please visit this link Project Homeless Connect Nashville 2013,
There are many obvious reasons to love Nashville, spicy hot chicken; cool neighborhoods; farm land right on its back doorstep; legendary friendliness and hospitality; the Ryman and the Grand Ole Opry. Then there is the creative community that thrives on music and art and just about any other form of creative expression you can think about. Wait there are lakes, rivers, ponds and streams all begging to be played in and around, boating, hiking, or just laying on a picnic table watching the four and two legged animals. Most of all it is home and it is an extraordinary place to lay my claim and head for breakfast at Fidos before heading into downtown for a little photo-walk.
So it happened yesterday evening!! The dreaded I65N parking lot, everything a complete stand still, while somewhere ahead of me insurance cards were being exchanged and wreckers were making a little more money. I’m lucky, I don’t have to spend an entire evening parked often, but after 30 minutes I was beginning to get a little…well…you know…bored. So I began the best traffic jam activity ever, PEOPLE WATCHING. There were makeup artists, teeth-checkers, air-drummers, lovebirds, anger management class candidates, singers, dozers (follow the honking horns) and other people-watchers. I grabbed my camera and snapped a couple of shots just as I was getting ready to climb out of the car and see what I could catch from the top of the hood………the slow roll began. Maybe next time.
I pass through these doors and or see these words on a daily basis, but do I stop to think about the message they are sending?
Think – to employ one’s mind rationally and objectively in evaluating or dealing with a given situation
Work – exertion or effort directed to produce or accomplish something.
Serve – to render assistance; be of use.
When I started this blog I wanted a place where I would feel accountable to myself. A place to post the best of a daily challenge I had set out to accomplish. I also build in a small measure of grace knowing it might prove impossible to post daily… I have learned well Life Happens. The motto for the University I work at is THINK – WORK – SERVE. I hope in a small way this blog can also follow in this path. Not just meaningless rambles of an individual hoping to think about the pictures she will take, make the effort to exert herself to find and accomplish the idea, but also to serve to impact my world for the better in some small way. Loft aspirations for a nerdy girl like me but I think well worth it.
Today disaster struck, true disappointing disaster. I had a wonderful weekend but as my weekends seem to go I had so much going on my camera just did not have a chance. So tonight I was full of anticipation to spend time with a shot I had thinking about for several days. My house is on the market so I live as an invisible guest sometimes, always careful to clear away the evidence before I leave each morning. This means a shot that requires a significant amount of setup is a major project. Tonight I went through the steps and pulled out the tripod, the lights, the clamps, the tape, the poles, the subject. I pulled out the works. I set the shot, I took a few test shots. I made the adjustments and then it happened…… Replace battery pack. No problem, I was a Girl Scout and a Den Mother and pride myself on being prepared. I had charged my spare battery pack the end of last week. Except it too was dead……. I am devastated but the house is restored and two batteries are charging.
Is there anything good to come of this? I hope so, feeling lost and needing something to cheer me up I went back to a group of photos I had made a couple of weeks ago and never processed. They were not my favorites and really had been an experiment with exposures on a cloudy grey day. And today’s picture is a tribute to finding something in the simplest of places and pictures. A lesson on finding success in the middle of disaster.