I shot this from the car as I left New York a little more than a week ago. The news of a hurricane named Sandy was already out there and the sky was beginning to look ominous. Who could have known what was coming? Today I am thankful that all of my east coast friends and family are safe and doing well despite the challenges that they have had to endure in the last week. I am thinking of you all every day. Stay strong.
I have been fortunate to live near the beach (East and West coast) my entire life. I love watching the sun set and will always be in awe of its beauty. We raced down to the beach yesterday to catch this view. So glad we did. So lucky to live here.
I don't know why I hate having my photograph taken so much but I do. After being surrounded by photographers for most of my career and having been photographed so many times, you would think I would be used to it by now. Not so. My love for mirrors and shooting into them is not new but even I was surprised at this recent self portrait. Without showing my face, it captures the essence of me. Subtle, feminine, strong and yet soft. The hint of the tattoo on my back makes me smile.
I am just back from Seattle. I saw this view of the Space Needle through the hotel window at the end of a busy day. I loved the grid like pattern of the curtains as you peered through them to see this landmark. The light from this long summer day, made the colors soft and pastel.
I am so sad to learn of the loss of photojournalists Tim Hetherington and Chris Hondros. The photographers who do this, have my deepest respect. The men and women who choose this profession know the risks and dangers all too well. But they are not afraid. They have the courage to tell the stories that others cannot. As I watched the pastel clouds rolling across the sky tonight, I thought about these brave individuals. They will be so missed.
This terrible loss reminded me of what is truly valuable in life. Hug those who are important to you and tell them how much they are loved. Life is short. Don't wait.
I am back to obsessing over flowers. I bought this one from the Farmers Market and it was a sweet surprise. It was so full and fragrant. Shot it a million different ways, but liked this one the best. Closing my eyes and remembering how it smelled.
Very early every Saturday morning, I go to the Santa Monica Farmer's Market. It's heaven all by itself. Before I buy anything, I walk through the market and down to the beach. I have been shooting from the same vantage point for the last several weeks, and am amazed at how different the same shot looks, from one week to the next. This morning it was slightly cooler and everything was super dreamy.