Quite some time ago, a fellow photographer that I look up to challenged me to ask myself a question -- Why? Why am I a photographer? Why do I do this, love this? -- and to write down my answer. Needless to say, I set that challenge on the back burner. But better late than never, right?
This evening, I was on my way home from a photo session on the beach. It was about 15 minutes to sunset, and this inner-monologue was going through my head:
Care-free/La-De-Da Me: "Why aren't you staying to watch the sunset?"
Rushing/Busy Me: "Because I have to get home and upload these photos."
Care-free Me: "But you ADORE the beach. You LOVE sunsets. Pull this car over. Now."
So I did.
As I stood with my pants rolled up, toes sunk in the sand beneath the water, I beheld something beautiful. Something I haven't taken the time to watch in a while. Something I used to consider (one of) God's personal love letters to me. The sunset. And my heart stood still.
^ That ^ inspired this:
Why am I a photographer?
Because I am, and forever want to be, inspired by everything.
Because I long to see the beauty in everything.
Because I have the ability to behold those things that inspire me, capture them, and keep them forever.
Because I have the super-power to make time stand still with the open&close of a shutter.
Because life is short. fleeting. fading away.... and I don't want to miss a single moment of it.
Because it is what I was created to do. to be.
And ^that^ inspired this:
I vow to stop whenever an opportunity for my heart to stand still arises.
to never be too busy to feel inspired.
to capture that moment.
to share it with you :)
This is the first of many posts to come.
"You are beautiful, my sweet, sweet song.
You are beautiful, my sweet, sweet song.
I will sing again."