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Just Be Where You Are Today

The past two weeks I’ve taken some much needed down-time to spend with family and loved ones. It has been such a treat to simply laugh and relax with the most important people in my life.

During this mini-stay-cation, although we managed to sneak in quite a bit of fun, I had time to reconnect with some of my favorite hobbies. I have re-engaged with my yoga practice, crocheted many a scarf, watched far too much Game of Thrones, and, most excitingly, received a new camera lens!

This bad boy is a 50mm f/1.8. I’m still doing research and experimenting with it, but this ‘nifty fifty’ will certainly be a learning experience!

Stay tuned for more!

(The title of this post is a quote from my favorite YouTube channel, Yoga with Adriennewhich simply reminds me to accept where I am today, whatever manner that may be, while striving for a better tomorrow. It never fails to inspire me!)




To the friends I lost and made

in the shade

of the Immaculata;

To the late nights,


of course,

to the early mornings;

To drinking more coffee

than my bladder could hold;

To the classes on crying;

To the professors who barely tolerated our existence,

And to those whose words changed mine;

Goodbye, farewell, Auf Wiedersehen.

Until graduate school (coming to Indiana, August 2016).IMG_3114

Break on Through to the Other Side

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Boundaries.”

IMG_1650Boundaries are, for better or worse, ingrained into every day life. Truly, at nearly every moment in life, you will be bounded by one force or another. These might be physical, such as the guard rails along on/off ramps to the freeway, the smooth velvet ropes that keep us in neat, orderly lines, or, in the case of the example to the left, a menacing wall to keep your enemies out.

Or, perhaps these will be strictly mental– maybe you will be so set in the notion that you can’t do something for X reason(s).

The second type is far more difficult to overcome.

It is easier said than done, but the simple task of committing yourself to something–earnestly, truly, whole-heartedly–can produce amazing results, and allow you to accomplish things that may have seemed impossible before.

For example, I have a fear of heights. For a while, it was a nigh insurmountable boundary. There are many things I didn’t do simply because I told myself, “You can’t.”

Almost two years ago now, we hiked to the Wind Caves, where I was almost too scared to look at this breath-taking sight.


Thank goodness mental boundaries can be broken.



For those growing up in 21st Century America, there are certain things that are rites of passage: learning to ride a bike, receiving your first cell phone, graduating high school, and the first drink of alcohol (but not always in that order). For me, the last one was replaced by a task far more urgent: get to Paris.

Le Tower Eiffel

At one point in time or another, nearly all of my favorite writers had either lived in or travelled to Paris; French artists (e.g. Paul Cézanne, David, van Gogh, etc.) were the most Avant-Garde; and French history has been magnetic ever since the first time I head, “Let them eat cake!” (even though Marie probably never said that). Naturally, I was drawn to the city that had changed the course of history, to the built up descriptions from my high school teacher, to the city of light.

Arc de Triomphe

I’ll be back for you one day, mon cher.

Although taken with my camera, this brilliant photo was crafted by my dearest Ross.

Notre Dame

Down the Middle
My mom and dad, after over 26 years of marriage and dealing with my brother and I. God bless ’em.

Flexing Other Muscles

As I return to the routine of school, I am realizing how much simpler summertime is….

Granted, this is due to the fact that during summer, my biggest concerns are sleeping in, reading the things I actually want to, and taking as many pictures as I can in a single day (my record is in the area of 400 this summer in Germany– but really, I must argue that it is Germany’s fault for being so beautiful).

However, this return to a stricter schedule is both bitter and wonderful, for though I am taking significantly less photos, I am forced to think outside of the box. Instead of having obviously beautiful subjects, I am forced to find things that many would categorize as mundane, and attempt to display them in a new light, like so:


However, I am also beginning to experiment in other areas, such as crocheting, and even creative writing.

I suppose my main point in authoring this particular blog is to pose the question: is it acceptable for a “photographer” on a “photography” blog to post about things other than photography? Or is a photo required in every blog? And, really, is my blog more personal than photography?

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