My heart is so full.
Yesterday I photographed 5 of the strongest women I know. My 3 cousins, my Aunt and my Mom. It was a true girls day out complete with champagne (obviously), hair and makeup, good music and lots of laughs. While those images are not yet ready (plus I'm not sure they'll ever let me share them), I woke up today feeling happier than I have in a long time.
I love photographing women. I love seeing their faces light up when they see the back of the camera. I love the excitement that builds throughout the shoot and more importantly, I love seeing their fears fade and self confidence sky rocket. To be able to share that with my family meant more than I could have expected.
My Mom and Aunt were a bit skeptical of the whole photo shoot idea. Both thinking they would have to do a "boudoir" style shoot, I could tell they didn't quite buy in to the idea of having their photo taken. When I showed my Mom the camera after the first image I took of her she almost cried. It was the first time I felt she understood why this is so important to me and in turn, I almost cried.
There is something so powerful in seeing an image of yourself that you actually love. I know this because it just happened to me. I received the glory of all emails on Friday. Andria Lindquist, the babe of all babe photographers sent me my images from Oh Sh!t, Vail Valley. I've never loved an image of myself more than these.
Photography man. So powerful. I get it.