He thought a little September sun couldn't hurt....

Arty Party

Never thought I would be so lucky to have the privilege of being a VIP guest at a swanky Carmel-by-the-sea art party, hosted by the legendary Scott Jacobs.
But there I was on Ocean avenue, paper plate full of olives, Ritz, and cheese spread, little plastic cup of table wine...and wait, swanky???!! Okay, okay...so ritzy ain't my style, and it ain't Scott's either, that's why we were so cool.
I quickly downed a few *shots?* of wine, and took on the role of "awesome personal photographer of Scott Jacobs". No one questioned my high roller status as I floated through the crowd snapping away...and by crowd, I mean, a few chicks who probably were trying to hook up with Scott, a few art snobs, and a random homeless looking guy (who turned out to be way cool and a Beatles expert-so you know I loved that!).
Scott's quaint studio is on prime real estate above an art gallery on Ocean Avenue, a two story loft with a kitchen, bath, balcony, and my favorite--an accessible roof, with an ocean view!! He took me out a tiny door/window to the roof, and a bunch of us all sat among the rafters drinking beer and laughing...as the pink and orange hue of the setting sun painted the sky and buildings.
I thought to myself, if I was ever a struggling artist, trying to find my way, trying to pursue my dreams...and I had this view--I would think I had made it. It was perfect.
The art crowd subsided quickly, and the rest of us drank into the night serenaded by some of Scott's friends....a quiet simple beat on the drums, and a sweet melodic voice on the microphone...

::See more photos on my facebook page from this event::

Never met a sky I didn't like



A little motivation

So, hopefully absence really does make the heart grow fonder??

I have not blogged since February... and that makes me sad. But, I'm back with full intentions to become a little more bloggerific!!

A little pink thang inspired me the other day, to wake up that lazy camera and tell it that summer vacation is really really over...

Easy breezy beautiful with crazy hair, who would not pose but for a second, reminded me how gorgeous these moments are...out of focus, non-artistic, who cares. I love photography. I love capturing my moments, as nothing in this world makes me happier....even when all she wants to do is eat grass.



Oh, HAIL NO.

This is the photo you get when you sleep in--oh man, I was having the weirdest dream, I'm pretty sure Justin Beiber was in it, and I sure did just admit to that, okay moving on--so you wake up too late after a night time hailstorm, happen to look outside and realize that there is ICE all over the place, but the sun has already melted most of it, so you scramble outside in your tank top, ACK! COLD! and you start taking pictures in hopes of capturing something, but melted hail is just not very impressive, so you gather up a whole bunch that has collected against the back of a chair, and well now, THAT is an impressive little, tiny, itty-bitty mound of hail.

Brrrrrrrr.....

The Pacific ocean is so deceivingly cold. This is as far as I went.

Chasing clouds

I had an hour or so to kill today, so armed with my trusty best friend--the camera--(you know I should really come up with a name for her), I hit the streets in search of a good photo. As I drove north along the PCH, the clouds were so amazing, they were almost affecting my driving. Almost. I was so drawn to them, they were so hypnotising (yes, the sky has that effect on me) I decided to drive a bit out of the city, to get a better view. I concluded that the best view would be from the Salinas Valley, I imagined the clouds would look very dramatic over the vegetable fields, and I would get a great panorama. On my way there, it suddenly got very dark, as the sun had been completely engulfed by a monster cloud. Demonstrating my awesome driving skills with a quick pullover, I tried to get the shot before the "moment in time" passed.

The moment did pass, but I did manage to capture the dramatic sun peeking back out. It was just beautiful. I am pointing the camera directly up here.

Once down in the Valley, I tried to find a good spot to set up on the two lane highway--somewhere I wouldn't get run over my an artichoke truck or something. Dressed to impress, in my workout pants and running shoes, I braved the mud, wind, and veggie trucks whizzing by...my hair flying around like a crazy person. In the attempt to capture a "weather" shot for my photography class, I snapped a few illustrative images.

  This, is MUD. This mud, is DEEP. Deep mud does not go well with running shoes...or floor mats.

This, is WIND. Wind is windy.

Now, feeling great that I at least got my homework done, I was determined and excited to get my panorama. Doing my best not to get sucked up by the quicksand-mud-stuff, and not get any dirtier, I found my spot, and got my shot.

I shall call this, "Simpson's clouds".

Howzit hanging?

~~Yellow flower fairy dust is not magical, but it does make the snot fly~~

It's my party and I'll drink Coke if I wanna...

Spring semester.

So, here's hoping Punxsutawney Phil predicts that spring-be-a-coming, okay okay,YES YES, there is no snow here east-coasters, I know, I know, but I am not a cold fan, and I was down right chilly today on the first day of Spring semester, and of course in my class, I chose the seat by the door.
Last semester I was the nerd up front, and now I am the cool-headed chic in back. An old pro if you will. With emphasis on the OLD.
As my three hour class came to a close, I decided to reward myself on my first day back with a bacon spinach salad from Trader Joes (comes with Poppy seed dressing-you must try this) and a peaceful stroll through downtown Monterey. My main reason for going there was to photograph the wharf, for my "one photo a day" challenge...but I changed my mind, and decided on a street scene. By the way, I think I am now changing my challenge, to one panorama a week. I know I am already two deep, but it's my blog and my rules to break, so there.

Just one photo?

I love walking downtown. As a family we usually choose to walk along the wharf on sunny afternoons, but this "no-kid Friday", the hubby and I decided to stroll Cannery Row. The air was ripe with a super yummy blend of sealions and clam chowder samples as we meandered through all the tourist shops before lunch (not the most appetizing of smells...but we got over it).
Sourdough burger and Newcastle for him, Tunamelt, Stella,...and one photo for me.
I think this is a new challenge for me.
JUST.ONE.PHOTO.

~~SO. I totally cheated. 8 photos to make one. eh, you don't really care do you?~~

The Money Hungry Caterpillar

The only reason I had kids, was so I could do their school projects. Here is my celebration of the 100 days of school, with what Nate describes as, "a whole lotta money".

Addicted to the sunrise?

Well, that cannot be right. I am totally a sunset chic.
Anyone who knows me well, and maybe those who don't...know that I LOVE to sleep and I am NOT a morning person. I have always been that way. An early memory (to my step-father's chagrin) is being woken by a pitcher of cold water to the head...I just don't like to get up.
But as the weather shifts, the fog has cleared for the moment, and cloud patterns in the morning have been phenomenal.
Every morning, I do the same thing.
I press "snooze" fifty times.
I brush my teeth.
I wake the boys.
I turn off the heat.
I open the blinds to see what awaits me. Lately, the anticipation to see what is behind the little metal slats is invigorating enough to clear the blurriness from my eyes.
Sometimes, it's clear skies.
Sometimes its foggy nothingness.
And sometimes.....

Look mom, new shoes!

By the full moon

~~Crazy huge full moon, low in the sky, orange and bright!~~

A Sunny disposition

Usually I cringe at the thought of too much sun and try to do portraits later in the day, as the brightness usually attributes to lots of squinty eyes, and big face shadows. But, with beautiful Kody, the shadows were so beautiful against her flawless features, her beauty, effortless! I may have caused her permanent retinal damage making her stare straight into the sun, to get her amazing eyes twinkling, but I think once her mother sees the photos, she will know that the blindness was worth it.

Thinking in grey tones.

I'm not sure what I want to be when I grow up. Now that I am older, and a mother and wife...things are not as black and white as they once were, when your "future" was a far off dream.
Now here in the present, it's all a little grey.
I truely believe dreams can come true...and that with hard work, dedication, focus, and will power...you can make things happen. But what is my dream exactly?
I love photography. More than anything. Except chocolate. Who likes anything more than chocolate? Oh, me. I like cake more than chocolate....okay, and beer. I think if I was on a deserted island, and I had to choose three things, it would be my camera (with chargers....cause thats not fair otherwise...hmm, lets hope this island has power outlets), beer, and cake...make it chocolate cake. There.
I love writing. I love the health and fitness industy. I love art. I love music.
So what am I gonna be??!!
A photographer-personaltrainer-aerobicsinstructor-artist-singersongwriter??? Maybe.
I'm still not finished with college, because I keep having all these darned kids. They are a great excuse alright, but lets keep it real, staying out of college is pretty easy. But, with that being said, I love being a stay-at-home mom, and I know I am lucky to be in my shoes, even though it can be very groundhogday-esque.
So maybe I will finish college. Maybe I won't. Maybe I will get an amazing job. Maybe I won't.
But, the one thing that is pretty clear...as long as I am doing what I love, and loving what I do, that is all that will matter.

~~this is my super thoughtful emotional gaze into the unknown self portrait~~

Sometimes it's okay to stand alone.

There is this face....

~~Perfection~~

Press PAUSE

Hap-pi-ness.

When I describe my best friend to strangers, I always say, "If you looked up happiness in the dictionary, her picture would be there". Well, today I decided to make it happen. This isn't exactly Websters Merriam, but you get it. And of course I took the pictures.

Definition of happiness:


1. good fortune, prosperity
2. a. a state of well being and contentment, joy
    b. a pleasurable or satisfying experience
3. felicity, aptness

-blissfullness, gladness, joy, warm fuzzies-

She left the country for the FIRST time in 37 years, to come see ME, in PERU. These photos are taken at the sand dunes of Huacachina Peru...and THIS my friends, is HAPPINESS.

MEOW

I would like to put this in writing. This will not become a trend. I am not turning into the crazy cat lady. I will not fill my blog with pictures of my cats. I promise that I did not take 30 photos exactly like this.

But looooook how cuuuuuute they are!!!

I hate cats by the way.

A Friday Hike

The hubby and I have officially made time for eachother...something that has been hard to come by in our 10 years with our three crazy kids. He has fridays off, and before things get too hectic and he has to take those days to study, we are putting the littlest in daycare, and dedicating our fridays to US. The last two "us-days" we have had a nice breakfast out and then gone hiking, exploring the trails behind our house. The dreary winter rain has subsided for now, the sun has been out, warming the air, slightly. Having an adult converstation with your spouse, and not having to speak over spilt milk, snotty noses, shrill shrieking, is refreshing. Now, of course we have been lucky enough to take vacations in the past where we spent quality time together, but I think having a weekly escape, if only for a few hours, is priceless. 

Of course, I took my camera to capture the pretty things on our journey.

I didn't have to change a diaper, threaten a "time-out", or find a potty spot!!

Okay, I may be lying on the last one.