Posted on March 15, 2017
Another month`s gone-how did that happen??My girls have survived the dark, boring days of February, and so have I! We celebrated the Valentine`s day, and then my birthday, and school`s half term break, and into the early spring we are launching now, with somehow renewed energy. It`s the increased amount of sunshine that we`re getting . Come on, spring!
And in the meantime…..February snaps: Read More
Posted on February 2, 2017
I decided, when the 2016 was ending, to carry a 365 Project again, starting from 1st January 2017. It`s a project when a picture is taken every day. I did it once before, but because it`s so good for self-discipline, I wanted another go, this time starting with the new year….It`s a tough task, no doubt. You have to remember to take a photograph on EVERY day. Not all the images are “good” in the artistic sense, some are taken with mobile phone on auto settings, some are completely unsalvageable technically. But that`s not the point. The point is, to me at least….it`s good to look at a set of 30-ish photographs at the end of each month and think-wow, that went fast! And that`s what happened in my life, in my family`s life. I`m glad to be doing it again. Read More
Posted on December 29, 2016
I have been absent here for a while. During the last 4 or 5 months, I have felt the need to think over who I am and what I want, hence the prolonged break and lack of activity. I never thought I would ever let my camera gather dust, but the fact is, I hardly touched it during that time. I cannot clearly explain it, but I guess it`s a normal occurence in creative life, when the tool of passion and great love gets abandoned for a while, and some rusty gates of despair and sadness open, engulfing the lost soul. But luckily, it`s only temporary. The light comes back and the soul starts singing again…slowly and gently at first, but growing stronger every day.
For me, this autumnal hibernation is finishing with the winter solstice. I am waking up and hoping to find my spark again. To help myself , I am sorting through images from the summer period. I haven`t edited too many of them yet (a thing unheard of!) but I am looking at them, searching for stories and coming back to the days of sun and laughter with my daughters and nieces.
Here is one of the stories….at first, I though of posting a small set of black and white images only, as that`s what usually works for my narrative best, but then I decided the colour ones will be the main pages of the story, with the monochromes serving as additions.
So what`s this story about…? In simple words, the girls decided to have a dressing up day, with my parents` old caravan serving as their dressing room. Then little Eliza found some discarded shoes, belonging to her cousin, and decided to find out which of the three older girls would these elegant shoes suit best size-wise. So she summoned them all, one by one, and made them try out. In some cases, quite forcifully. And in some cases, the disappointment was quite visible, as was the joy when shoes found the owner. It was hilarious. And very, very touching.
Posted on August 3, 2016
Last month (my, the time flies!) me and my two girl-friends took our respective daughters to a green spot nearby for a product photoshoot. Product in question is one of the ladies` kids clothes line, and pictures from the session will soon appear in my portfolio. Here I wanted to share some of the “by products” of this lovely evening we had because I think those couple of hours we spent together talking, taking photographs and observing our girls enjoying themselves in the high grass meadow were truly special on so many levels.
I am thankful for my little women tribe. I am thankful for my friends who are not only fellow mothers, artists and businesswomen , but also constant inspiration and true anchor when the going gets rough at times. Thank you ladies.
Posted on May 9, 2016
On Saturday I took my girls to a little green and wild spot in not so rural London. It`s called Long Wood and it`s truly beautiful. Almost idyllic, what with the carpets of bluebells, abundance of trees and general feel of a countryside. Even noises from a motorway nearby can be brushed off by the senses with a little bit of effort…:)
Of curse, “posing” for my daughters has a specific meaning, but that`s also why I love them -they are wild and unpredictable most of the times!
Anyway, I`m glad I `ve finally got myself some bluebells pictures. Maybe they are cliche (for sure!), but hey, living in England and not taking bluebells pictures? It`s like having a refrigerator full of ice cream and not eating it:)
Posted on May 5, 2016
So it`s another month, and another 5th of it-time for five more lensbaby pictures!
This time I`m showing my younger daughter, Eliza, who accompanies me every Wednesday when I await Nina to finish her ballet class. We hang around the venue, and now that it`s finally warm we don`t sit in the car-instead we walk and soak up the sun in the neighbouring green patches. On that particular Wednesday (yesterday!) it was very sunny, very bright, very glorious in terms of light. And so I embraced it fully with my Sweet 35, not backing away from the rays , because sometimes that`s exactly what is needed.
Posted on April 25, 2016
You are not 7 yet, we still have slightly over 3 months until that day. You have 8 adult teeth, you are tall and slender, you are wild and beautiful and so smart it sometimes frightens me. You are fragile and strong, your eyes , the colour of a mountain clear lake, tell me everything and more. I look at you and I can hardly believe you happened to me. You are the tempest, you sweep me off my feet a thousand times a day. We cry together when we fight, yet when we embrace, the sun bathes us in its warmth even on gloomiest of days.I love you so deeply it hurts sometimes.
On Saturday, we didn`t have the best of days. You were moody and grumpy, not pleasant to your sister or to me. Perhaps you felt ignored. Perhaps you were bored. You let me take a few pictures of you in our tiny, scruffy back garden, amidst the clothes drying on the line, in chilly air. Thank you for those. Thank you for the reluctant smiles and pouty faces. I want to remember that day, in years to come. I want to remember we were not exactly on best of terms on that day, but still orbiting around each other like binary stars, connected by some mightly gravitational pulls. I want to recall those teeth of yours, slightly too large yet for you tiny face, so heartmelting with the promise of upcoming adulthood. I want to remember the sight of your unruly hair, glistening in the sun.
My darling child. You gave life to me.