okay so i know that my “big announcement” might not seem like that big of a deal to you. but to me, it’s huuuuge. when i got back into photography after having my first son, i did it because i wanted a creative outlet but i thought it might help bring in a little bit of extra income as well – which we were also in need of. what i wanted to photograph was genuine, real life. what i ended up photographing was anything that i would get paid for; afterall, i was doing this for the extra income too so i figured i better just grin and bear it. but it turns out that my creative outlet was no longer fun for me and honestly, i haven’t really been all that proud of what i’ve been producing because i’ve felt as though my true self and style have been hampered by my need and desire to help support the family. what if, though, i can love what i’m photographing and be proud of what i’m producing and also make money doing it?! this might be a gigantic leap of faith but it is one that i’m willing to take. in the end, i will at least have documented my own family. so what exactly do i want to be capturing? all of the moments that you might not think you want captured. your kindergartener tying his shoes, your oldest helping you make dinner, all of your children playing together in the sprinkler, the family baking and decorating Christmas cookies, a bicycle ride, a chalk drawing, all of the beautiful messes that make up your life. so i’m doing this for me but i’m also doing it for you. i would be honored to be the one invited into your home to turn your life into art the best i know how. to make you realize all you have – all the love and beauty that surrounds you.
look for updates to my blog throughout the day that feature some of the families you’ll see in the slideshow below.
i’ll leave you with this, which basically sums it up perfectly: “These still life images serve as a daily reminder that my days are awash in chaos, whimsy, laughter and laundry (sometimes all at once). They capture toys and spills and puddles and piles. Sentimental, solitary moments of childhood ephemera. A gentle prodding to live in the now and stop looking toward the “then.” And though sometimes I pray for clean and quiet and still, I know all too well it will come. And I will yearn for tiny shrieks of laughter in my bedroom. For toys and loveys strewn about. For signs of a daily life well lived. For traces of my babies who once were. For reminders that Kids Were Here–and they were life and light and love.” – Stephanie Beaty
i hope that you are half as excited as i am with where this is going…