When Things Fall Apart

'Life is a good teacher and a good friend. Things are always in transition, if we could only realize it.  Nothing ever sums itself up in the way that we like to dream about'. - Pema Chödrön, When Things Fall Apart


My world is falling apart. Again. But this time, I had a realization. And it was huge: It occurred to me that life is constantly falling apart; sometimes in grandiose ways and sometimes with almost imperceptible ripples. And then I put it together again. And then it falls apart. Again.

This pointed me in the direction of the root of my suffering: trying to stop things from falling apart! I can't. I need instead to focus on learning the lesson that the falling apart is trying to teach me, and face the habitual patterns that are invoking some of those major melt downs.

 I will be 40 next year. I tell myself that at this age I shoulda coulda woulda, but all that does is put me down when I see that I haven't didn't am not. Maybe that wasn't the path for me. Maybe there are reason why I am not there, some that I can work with and some that are totally out of my control. I have this idea that you can "manipulate" your life (and yourself), that you can make your life be whatever you want it to be if you care enough and do the work. And that may be true, but it is a painful process, and a nearly impossible one if what you want your life to be is at odds with your circumstances. Then it is VERY painful, and the more you try to avoid that pain the more you will fail, the more you will deviate from living that life, and the more your process of building that life will look like a series of unwanted falling apart experiences.

It may sound that not having a project, not wanting to build your life into anything and just letting it run its course is not painful. But things will still fall apart, and we'll still need to learn to stop trying to make it stop doing so.

I don't know yet if this realization will take me down a path a reinventing my life yet again, maybe this time with better objectives and a better grip on my habitual patterns, or if what I need is to face my life as it is and start living it. Some more retrospection is needed. But no matter what I do, I need to be A LOT more gentle with myself, and work on the small changes of mind that will allow me to enjoy what I have and what I do and who I am, and either sit with it or use it as the base for my next leap. And expect the fall out. And continue being gentle through it all.

 Piece of cake, right?  I can do this.

Contemporary Portraits: Emily

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There is so much I want to write about this session. About the subtle connection between Emily and John. About his relaxed style and speckled shirt, and her hip haircut and busy life. But I’ll just share with you how Emily’s struggle with something as simple, and as complex, as being in a frame illustrates beautifully why I do what I do.

I approached Emily at the restaurant where she works in town, one of my family’s favorite spots to grab a bite. She was behind the bar, rushing to get orders in, big-framed glasses masquerading her lively eyes, huge hoops dangling from her ears. I could see a bright, energetic woman and I wanted to get her in front of my lens right there, right then. Shining through the heaviness of her odd-hours job on her shoulders; with the strength of her young years, a strength she doesn’t even know she has. I waited for a moment where she grabbed a sip of water and I extended my card to her. I gave her my speech, smiled, and walked away. I can tell she was surprised, most women are when I tell them I want to photograph them, like if they can’t believe that they are worthy to exist in photos.

When we met for our consultation, I run several scenarios for her: come over with friends, her partner, create a situation that felt safe, non-awkward, which I sensed was necessary for a mind like Emily’s to go forward. But she was excited, and brave, and we scheduled the session with the option of her man joining her at the end. I wasn’t that surprised when she called to cancel a couple of days before we were to meet at the studio. She told me her mind was not in the right place to feel beautiful and enjoy the experience. So I stepped aside, and graciously gave her the space to feel what she was feeling. I let her know I was on board if and when she was. I wanted to show her so desperately what I saw, which she couldn’t see, but I had to give her the time she needed to get there herself. The morning of, she texted: “let’s do this”. Or something to that effect.

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Sometimes our minds take over the reality of our precious lives. We are bombarded every day with messages that put us down, tell us we are not worthy, make it sound ridiculous that we would have images of ourselves, images that look back at us and remind us of our beauty, our value, our worth. I am in awe of every woman who steps past the enemy lines and agrees to be herself, to be photographed as she is, to make friends with that moment of doubt.

Emily is one of those women.

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Sessions: The Women of Laramie

I want to introduce you to the women of Laramie. You may have seen them already, walking around the grocery store, exchanging conversation while they picks up their children from the same school as you, cheering by the sidelines of the Homecoming Parade.

I have featured some of them on my blog before. I have shared their images on pop-up art galleries in our beautiful downtown. I have pinned flyers with their smiling faces promoting a Small Business Saturday event. Today I want to have them all in one place, looking at you from your screen. These are the women that keep this world moving, the women that bake bread, that are bosses at meetings, the ones restoring your town, supporting your artists, making art themselves. These women own stores, run businesses, raise children. These women.

Shake their hands the next time you see them around. Women fighting it every day in the Equality State; they are the reason Wyoming has that title.

AUDREY

AUDREY

ELISE

ELISE

MELISSA

MELISSA

RYAN

RYAN

ALISON

ALISON

LINDA

LINDA

CARLY

CARLY

REBECCA

REBECCA

RACHELLE

RACHELLE

ANDI

ANDI

JESSICA

JESSICA

ASHLEY

ASHLEY

FRANCHESCA

FRANCHESCA

AMY

AMY

KATIE

KATIE

EMILY

EMILY

DEVON

DEVON

REBECCA

REBECCA

ROBIN

ROBIN

BIRGIT

BIRGIT

LORI

LORI

NADIA

NADIA

TREY

TREY

Interview: Sue Bryce

***Disclosure: this post is mostly for other photographers. But if you are a client and are wondering where my passion comes from, and how is it possible to turn such passion into a successful business for a single woman with circumstances against the odds, read on.***

Sue Bryce. I met this incredible woman last March at WPPI (Wedding and Portrait Photographers International), in Las Vegas. Of course I got the must-have selfie with her, the one from the “after session meet-and-greet” where people wait in line to tell photographers how much their admire them or their work, and then smile in front of a phone screen that make all photographers look like amateurs. Of course, Sue looked amazing and I looked like her ugly sister that has been living on the streets for the last week. Which is why I hadn’t shared it until now…

I actually met her (and a couple of her mentors) right before a short segment at the Canon stage. She was waiting to go on stage and I was right there, sitting on the floor at a distance from which I could almost touch her. She turned to me and smiled so I approached her and introduced myself, and I bit my tongue to not repeat any of the cliché phrases that kept landing on it, which I am sure she has heard hundreds of times. I don’t know what I said but she smiled the whole time with that Sue-Bryce smile, an almost-like-Julia’s smile, and I was almost in hypnosis.

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I am not a groupie, I don’t pay attention to popular people anymore. I pay attention to happy people. Some of them happen to be famous, which tends to give more access to their public lives and to how they got to where they are. This means I can strive to learn something from them that helps me along the way towards stability, in a joyous way. And that is why I admire Sue and get giddy in her presence. Because she has built a business from zero to a weekly 5-figure average studio income, but most importantly, she has built herself, she has built up her self-esteem and drive to overcome a boss who called her on her flaws and her own blocks that kept undermining her ability to succeed.

WPPI interviewed her in April of 2012, as member of the month, right after she won the title of Australian Photographer of the Year in 2011. Since then she has moved to Los Angeles where she opened a new studio, her education program has exploded, and she has acquired an adorable pug named Cookie, who has her own Instagram feed. You can read the interview here.

As for me, I dream with one day have half her confidence when it comes to the direction of my business. As she teaches, it can’t be done without first mastering confidence in oneself. I guess my battle is almost half way won.