My confession this week: “You’re so photogenic!” Words I’ve not heard in a while. Mostly because I would rather be behind the camera than in front of it. Body image concerns, self-esteem, lack of makeup, bad hair day… we all have these excuses and some of us use them a lot.
But I LOVE this quote from The Huff Post :
“When I look at pictures of my own mother, I don’t look at cellulite or hair debacles. I just see her — her kind eyes, her open-mouthed, joyful smile, her familiar clothes. That’s the mother I remember…. I always loved that her stomach was soft, her skin freckled… She was my mama.”
So if we’ve worked together, you know I usually find a couple minutes to have the kids in a shot or two with you. I don’t often post them, and they’re often a gift to you without charge. I tease that they’re for the “bus file.” The bus file? Yeah, you know, that folder on your C: drive where you keep all those photos you don’t really want to share. But you keep them. You know, in case you get hit by a bus.”
Clearly I need to do a little re-branding on this morbid title, but the jest of it is important.
I think photos like these are IMPORTANT.
I want you to think about that. Believe that. Make that important too.
A few weeks ago I got an email from a sweet momma. She agreed to let me share it, to hammer this point home:
“So you know how you take one for the bus or something like that? Well this morning I found the one you took of me, my girls and our dog, Tula. Sweet Tula passed away Thursday and I am SO happy I have this picture. So thank you!!!!! I REMEMBER thinking “no I don’t want to be in a picture!!” but I’m so glad I was. Thank you. I remember thinking I don’t want a pic of myself and now I just think what a precious time in life. So glad I have this photo! My girls are so happy to have this photo. What a gift!”
Whether you look both ways before crossing a busy street is your business.
Capturing your everyday beautiful life is mine.
Let’s show them what your family tree looks like.
Love, Tracie Bea