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  • Family On Polaroid Film

    Family On Polaroid Film

    Today I was talking to some friends about joy. Specifically about what gives us joy. Photography and family were the two things that immediately popped into my head. Yes, I LOVE photographing other things… but I feel so much joy photographing my boys’ journeys into grown-up-hood (lets face it… they might protest this whole thing soon!). Like that photograph of my Biggest Little and his “Myles’ Magic French Words” card. We made him that so he had words he could show his teacher if he was struggling to understand French at school. Lentement means slowly, in case he wanted his teacher to speak more slowly. I don’t think he ever used his magic French cards at school, but it made him feel more secure having them. Now he doesn’t even take them to school anymore. He just speaks.

    So much of life can be forgotten so quickly. We humans adapt and adjust, and before we know it… we forget that things were ever different. That’s why I photograph them… so that I remember how we like to make a game of having no electricity, that they once loved to cuddle, that my Littlest Little sometimes puts his foot up on the table after he’s eaten breakfast, that they can’t get enough of building towers or hijacking the nearest computer. I never want to forget, because it all goes SO FAST doesn’t it?

    Love,

    me

    Hasselblad 501 C,

    with Polaroid back

    Fujifilm FP-3000B

     

  • A Vintage Style Shoot: The Thrift Collection

    A Vintage Style Shoot: The Thrift Collection

    I don’t see myself as a “heat of the battle” or “caught in a protest rally” type of photographer. I love pretty things and real moments with people. Photographing anything pretty and interesting and beautifully styled is right up my alley. Combine that with real emotion and you have my idea of a great shoot. These are the things that make me come alive, actually. I have been wondering what opportunities await me and my camera in Burundi. These opportunities probably won’t have polka dots or candy stripes, but I think the beauty will be there if I am open to SEEING it.

    Plus, if I get tired of snapping away at the coffee hills, there’s one comforting fact… my boys will be there and I think they are two of the most gorgeous creatures I have ever laid eyes on. The challenge for me here is not to see Burundi as the end of my pretty-picture-making career, but rather to see it as an opportunity to grow and to do something greater than I could have ever imagined. This is the road I am choosing to take. It’s not easy. The pictures you see below are the type of work I love to do, long to do and want to do. BUT I really do believe that we will never know how much we are capable of until we take a deep breath and… put one foot in front of the other. Until we feel the fear and do it anyway. Until we move because we feel in our soul it needs to happen, even though we have no idea “what’s in it for us.”

    These pretty photos are from a shoot I did for The Thrift Collection a few weeks ago. Pippa, Bevan, Christy and I trounced and trooped all over the Point area in Durban to get the perfect shots during the all elusive “magic hour”. I had so much fun getting to know The Thrift Collection crew and spending time with Christy Shange, who assisted me, is always a real bonus. Thanks guys!

    Let me know what you think!

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    Luv,

    Kristy

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