Well, I’m back.
It’s no new news that I took some time off blogging in the past year. In fact, it was about this time last fall that I first launched my blog. Things were great, summer was relaxing, I made all my income shooting weddings on weekends & wrote my blog during the week.
I started my blog as a place to share ideas, work on fun projects, collaborate, create beautiful things, and exercise creativity. It also became a way of learning that my photography is an art. It’s easy to slip out of that mindset when you photograph 30 weddings in a season and all your photographic experience is with clients, pressure to photograph the “right” moments, and expectations of the result. Photographing for my blog was like a breath of fresh air for my creative soul. I had freedom and control to produce something new or different and as a result, wound up experimenting much more than I ever had before.
Winter came and I took two nannying jobs during the week. The time and energy I had to dedicate to blogging slowly began to get squished between work, a long-distance relationship and other factors of a busy life. Blogging started to feel more like a job than anything. I wasn’t getting paid, it was just supposed to be a fun, creative outlet for me. I had some pretty awesome collaborations and offers on the horizon and I would watch my stats and traffic slowly decline as I guilted myself into posting and staying on top of my blog. At this point I had been holding around 36k views a month and it was only my 4th month blogging. I became pretty discouraged and quickly realized how much of my identity I allowed to rest in the success of my blog.
Christmas Eve came with the best Christmas wish I could have ever dreamed of. Jake asked me to MARRY HIM. We began planning a wedding and I was still working full time up until we got married. And if that wasn’t enough, while we were engaged, we started a business. Call us crazy, you’re right.
The Fresh Collective Co. started to pick up and now I was working, working, and planning a wedding. It’s fun now to think back at all we learned and accomplished during that season of our lives. But so honestly, ‘blog’ had nearly disappeared from my thinking and definitely wasn’t on the top of my to-do list… along with ‘make your bed’.
We have been married for 3 whole months now and sometimes we talk about how many times it’s hard to even remember life before this bliss. Sometimes, it just feels as though its always been this way. It was by far the best decision of my life.
Sometimes people ask me where I find my inspiration. And if I’m being honest, it’s not Pinterest. In fact, it almost never is. I find inspiration in people, real people. People with stories and passion. People with a desire to make an impact. I find some of my deepest inspiration on Instagram. Following the lives and stories of other individuals through photographs. Connecting with strangers and just being real together. Reflecting on the life of Christ and how his heart for all people was unconditional and not masked by circumstances or the persons accomplishments. His idea of one’s worth and identity was not made up of their followers and likes, but rested alone in His undying love for their soul.
My photography is beginning to reflect real life more and more and that could not make my heart happier. Because THAT is where the true art is. In capturing life and emotion as it is and not creating a fake set up or emotion that just inspires people to be more fake or unreal.
Blogging means something different to me now. And I had to experience this break from it to learn so. I don’t know how often I will post, nor to I plan on keeping a schedule. I will no longer guilt myself into the “shoulds” of blogging but will instead let this free me to inspire the way I am inspired.
And for the first time again, I’m excited.