Let’s address the elephant in the room: this is my first blog post in about 5 years. I’m not even sure what happened to my old blog; I’m probably still paying for it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. It took about five years for me to be in a place where I could dedicate more time to my photography business. Two of my three kids are in school, my littlest is three, and already I can foresee a day soon enough in which I will be home alone all day. (And by “all day”, I mean until 2pm when they get home.)
Photography has remained my outlet and I hope to never stop doing it; it allows me to connect with others yet retreat to my computer (the perfect combo for my part-extroverted/part-introverted self) and it forces me to be creative, which it turns out excites and energizes me.
The biggest thing that has changed in the last five years is my love of family photography. I have always loved senior photography, and I will touch on that in a later post, but my love of family photography is kind of recent. Truth be told, I used to like it okay, but only for people I already knew. In my mind family photography entailed people looking at the camera and smiling and if you’re lucky, maybe a few shots of them playing.
But one day I joined a Facebook group and it so happened that quite a few of the members were family photographers. And what they posted blew my mind. They weren’t showing photos of families stiffly smiling at the camera, they were showing photos of families as families.
That’s when I saw family photography can be emotional, powerful, beautiful, art.
Don’t get me wrong, I am still out to capture the ever-so-important photo of the entire family smiling at the camera, but now I know that I can capture ALL the feels. The love, the energy, the chaos, the excitement of being a family will show up in your gallery. Something that felt scary is now one of my very favorite things to do. And that feels freeing.