We had a blast. Lots of picture taking. I have now lost my fear of taking pictures of strangers. I did a lot of it while there. And I will be sharing soon ;)
We stayed up late, slept late, ate lots of yummy food and laughed our asses off. Just what we needed. We both have four kids and we so needed to get away. We plan to do it again next year.

Jill Greenberg’s photo technique

I have thought and thought about this…… I mean really thought and thought. Okay I have obsessed over this. I personally can’t see the abuse in it. Do I agree with the technique? no. Would I do this for a showcase? no. Is it abuse? not in my eyes. Is it mean? hell yes.
As one mom said ” she sniffled a little” afterward, but then she got multiple lollipops in trade for the stolen one. These days Elise doesn’t remember it happening.

As far as her work, I think it’s lost the message now. What she was trying to get across has been replaced with the fact that she
took candy away from children and let them get so worked up about it. The images I see are basically the same over and over. I think she could of done better with some pouty armed crossed looks. Maybe throw in some slightly sad, some pissy and so on. Why couldn’t she have captured the true emotions instead on the forced emotion. There is so many diffrent ways to capture the emotions of children, makes me wonder why she would pick this technique.

So, please share your thoughts on this.

1~I’m headed on a jet plane tomorrow.
2~I will board the plane with nothing but my camera bag and purse.
3~I will sit still for the whole flight, no telling children to sit still be quiet or distract them.
4~I will land and not know how to behave, I will look bewildered and amazed.
5~My hands will not be holding a little hand and my arms will not be carrying a toddler.
6~I will go to sleep and wake when I want not when my children demand me to.
7~I get to eat when I want and I won’t have to share.
8~I get to meet an online friend of almost 5 years(i think it’s been that long,maybe only 4 years but still…) for the first time. Now that’s so cool.
9~ I get sick on planes, I am determined to not get sick.
10~I will take pictures freely not worrying where my children are.
11~I will miss Mr. Fun but I will still have a grand time.
12~This is my first trip away without Mr. Fun and/or the huckleberries since having my first huckleberry.
13~I’m going to Las Vegas , watch out………

Could it be true? My first born is a decade old. That means I am a decade older. How did all this happen? Seems like yesterday she was barely saying mama and wanting me to pick her up and push her on the swing. Now she wants to get her hair and nails done, go shopping and have lunch with friends. All she wants for her birthday is a memory stick for her camera and a new purse, like mother like daughter.

Happy 10th Birthday Sweet Huckleberry……we love you.

I belong to several photography boards. Some from one board I consider my friends and always enjoy going there. One I get to when I can but not often enough to build anything close to an online friendship. Then theres one that I want to be a bigger part of but get frustrated. I could post an image and get maybe 2 comments. Then another poster could post nearly that exact same image and get 30 comments. I feel like theres photographers there that are held up on a pedestal. Granted there are some wonderful photographers that have breathe taking images but it’s supposed to be a learning board. How can I learn if nobody is going to comment? It seems only the great photos are worthy of a comment.
I tell myself its not worth going there but I am always drawn back in. I have tried really hard to be a part of this board many times, I think I’ll move on once again. It’s really not good for my self esteem anyways. I think I have the perfect photo, one I am totally in love with, and it gets not one positive comment *sigh* This is me moving on……………. or else I may doubt myself into not taking anymore photos.

I was going through old photos. It is time to delete all the ones that aren’t worth keeping to make room for the photos that are still to come. I ran across some old favorites of the littlest huckleberry….