Timing is everything, in photography and life. More on that later.
Many may not know, but newborn photography has been a passion of mine for yearsssss. I don’t mean 2-3 years…. I mean, nearly two decades. I’ve spent this time (starting back in 1999) admiring the works of artists like Anne Geddes after seeing her incredible work in a coffee table book at a doctor’s office.
Talk about divine intervention right?! The very first time I saw one of her images featuring a beautiful, tiny premature baby being held by mighty masculine hands, I was hooked. There was no Instagram at this time, so I searched every book store and library whenever I traveled abroad, hoping to find more of her books, as I could never get her images out of my mind.
I have always loved babies and children, I’ve always been passionate about family life, and photography/design have always been great outlets for me to express myself.
I’ve had a burning desire to go after this passion, but I’ve also been crippled by doubt many times as the very artists that inspire me also intimidate me when I think to myself, “What if I’m never as good?” or “What if I fail?”. So, I put off the pursuit of photography many times after those thoughts swirled around my head. However, today I’ve decided to let go of that fear and share some of my work. I’ll start with just one photo, and maybe open up to sharing a few more as I feel lead. You’ve gotta start somewhere right?
Some may not understand, but – picture yourself getting onto a stage to perform in front of millions – isn’t that a little scary?
Wouldn’t you feel a bit nervous at the thought of singing or performing before people you’ve probably never even met? To me – that’s what it’s like. My photography carries so much of my personal taste, experiences, emotions and dreams… from the little photos I may share on my Insta Stories of my desk cacti, all the way to big family moments – each carries a part of my story, and I almost feel as though that’s my way of journaling… so I take it seriously that someone out there may judge me harshly.
I know that the opinions of the world don’t need to shape my life, but that’s just the way I choose to be wired, I’m still figuring out the right balance.
Anyway, it’s a relief and a little scary sharing some of my work – but I hope this keeps me accountable and pushes me to open up a bit more. I’ll continue my thoughts in another post, as soon as I can carve out a little more time… but..
Here’s to chasing dreams, no matter how old, and breaking through the barriers of fear.
May you all do the same with your own passions 🙂
PS: Yep, this is my image, my work, but unfortunately not my baby. This handsome boy belongs to my friend’s sister and her hubby. Isn’t he CUTE???
The only awful part of newborn portraiture is that you can’t keep the baby. I tried to steal him, but apparently that’s illegal or something.