Vertebrae . . .
Gutting a grand piano and baking the white keys at 475 degrees for 20 minutes to combine them with a single ebony key was a journey into what it may feel like to be black in white spaces.
Keep moving . . .
Nothing happens until something moves.
Catch . . .
Making portraits is not something I was seeking out in life but rather the process found me. Hundreds of shoots later, I realize that I simply love doing it and enjoy the process. Have you scheduled your shoot yet? Email here to do so:
Gratitude . . .
Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life.
It turns what we have into enough, and more.
It turns denial into acceptance,
chaos into order, confusion into clarity.
It can turn a meal into a feast,
a house into a home,
a stranger into a friend.
Gratitude makes sense of our past,
brings peace for today,
and creates a vision for tomorrow . . .
#MelodyBeattie #gratitude #whatwehaveisenough
“What I must do, is all that concerns me, not what the people think. This rule, equally arduous in actual and in intellectual life, may serve for the whole distinction between greatness and meanness. It is the harder, because you will always find those who think they know what is your duty better than you know it. It is easy in the world to live after the world's opinion; it is easy in solitude to live after our own; but the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude.”
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
From The Cellist Series with professional cellist Morgan Santos.
Throwback to New Year’s Eve last year at The Dorrance in Providence, RI when we all thought this was going to be Our Year™️
Piedmont . . .
Exploring the abandoned ghost town of Piedmont, Wyoming offered a journey backwards and forward in time, a reminder that we may not be as permanent as we think we are.
Her Story . . .
Depression hates a moving target . . .
Exploring the abandoned ghost town of Piedmont, Wyoming was a step back into the days of the American West, misplaced dreams and a certain sadness . . . yet what remains is a reminder that pain and joy are two sides of the same coin – both are necessary for a fully lived life.
Never settle in any circle . . .
“There are patterns which emerge in one's life, circling and returning anew, an endless variation of a theme”
(From juggling musician shoots in between dancer shoots)