M.I.A

Sorry I've been missing in action for so long, but I have very good reason! Welcome Miss Amelia Lynn! My new little love bug and I'm sure she will be the subject of many photo shoots. Here are a few from her first weeks of life. Hope you Enjoy! (Obviously I didn't take all of these. It was great to have my talented sister take some)

One Proud Pappy

My dad. Where do I begin. He is not only an amazing father and husband but can do pretty much anything he sets his mind to. He is definitely a "Jack" of all trades. He has owned his own frame and body shop for as long as I can remember. His body shop was attached to our house and frankly, probably bigger than our house was, if not the same size. Growing up it was great always having my dad so close to home. I can remember as a kid following him everywhere. I would sit out in the garage for hours just watching him work, handing him tools and hanging out. My secret childhood dream was to be a mechanic like my dad. :) I loved climbing up in his truck with him and riding along on errands. I thought it was the coolest thing in the world. To this day I absolutely LOVE the smell of a body shop or hardware store. Smells like home.

There were so many great memories. Watching him with his new grandson, my nephew, has brought so many of those memories flooding back. Seeing how he loves to hold him and play with him is absolutely adorable. 

I can't wait to watch the two of them as Noah grows up and I hope that someday my kids will get to experience a little bit of my childhood by following their Pappy around and watching him work. For now, it is a great opportunity for constant photo shoots. Tying together two of my passions, family and photography.

Along with the many talents of my father, he is a biker. Not one of those gang related, hard core, rude, bikers but a giving, supportive fun-loving biker. He is a member of a local legion that does many rides to support different charities and kids with needs. He recently did a ride for Susie's Place that raised $7,000. Here is the link to the article that made the Hendricks County Flyer. I am so proud of my dad and couldn't ask for a more supportive father. He has taught my sister and I how to stand on our own two feet and do what we believe in. My husband says I am too stubborn, but "I am my father's daughter." I get my head wrapped around an idea and I can't just let it go. Below are some of the pictures I took while Noah and his parents (my sister and bro-in-law) were home. 

Noah and Pappy on his Harley

Noah and Pappy, love that lil face

Noah looking at his reflection in the bike

Noah and Grandma Jo, our neighbor down the road from my parents

Noah and Pappy

If I Could Tell My Story In Words..

"If I Could Tell My Story in Words...I Wouldn't Need to Lug Around a Camera"~ Lewis Hine

Photography! Where do I begin? I just love it. It is the one thing that can preserve your memories and freeze moments in time. How many times have you gone through old photos, only to realize all of the amazing moments you had forgotten?Countless memories can be lost to time. Photography preserves those memories. It links all things together, everything created by God and man can be a work of art with a simple close of the shutter. Photography is not just a hobby, its art, passion, it's magical. Photography can take you into a world that is less traversed. 

The most amazing thing about a good photograph, is it doesn't have to be a difficult shot. Some of the most beautiful photographs are ones that capture scenes we see day to day, but don't take the time to look and appreciate.

As I have said before, I adore my family. I cherish every moment that I get to spend with them. At every get-together I try to have my camera in hand. Someday, all I may have is those memories, those wonderful pictures to look back on and see the faces of my dear loved ones. “Taking pictures is savoring life intensely, every hundredth of a second.” ― Marc Riboud 

My favorite "subjects"to photograph are my nieces and nephews. They are so full of energy and spunk! Nothing sweeter than a newborn baby or the food stained grin of a toddler. My hope is that someday, they can look back at these pictures of their childhood and have fond memories of their Aunt Lizzy, camera in hand.
They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Sometimes, the best photographs don't need explaining. I've heard it said, "It's like a good joke, once explained, its not that funny." You either get it or you don't. Photography is the same way. You can look at a photograph and see it for face value, you can inspect it and critique it, looking for all of those inadequate flaws of an amateur photographer (which I very much am) or you can simply appreciate it for what it is, something special to someone, somewhere. Their memory, frozen, in time.

My hope is that long after I am gone my pictures will live on, impacting and inspiring others. Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever . . . it remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything.

"Artists can color the sky red because they know it's blue. Those of us who aren't artists must color things the way they really are or people might think we're stupid."

Snake! I hate snakes! But I love this lil guy. He is so pretty!