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Tag Archives: still life

foraging

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There is not a “fragment” in all nature, for every relative fragment of one thing is a full harmonious unit in itself.
~ John Muir

I recently began a photography class with Kim Klassen. “My Still Sunday” is all about carving time out for yourself, taking nature walks, gathering organic materials and using them to create beautiful still imagery. When I read the description I thought, this is the class for me!

While I love the impromptu still shots of everyday life, I also enjoy the process of designing and setting up a still life image. The beauty of this is that you can use so many different elements, from things found in nature, to food, to clothing…anything really. It’s also a wonderful way to tell a story, create a mood, or just display some of your favorite things.

I know many of you are familiar with Kim’s classes and beautiful work. If not, I encourage you to check out her site HERE and be inspired!

happy where I am

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“I have learned to be happy where I am. I have learned that locked within the moments of each day are all the joys, the peace, the fibers of the cloth we call life. The meaning is in the moment. There is no other way to find it. You feel what you allow yourself to feel, each and every moment of the day.”
~ Russ Berrie

And here’s some inspiring photography sites to check out this week:

Lisa Macintosh Photography

Capturing Moments in Time

The Kreative Life

Focusing on Life

monday morning

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“Morning is an important time of day, because how you spend your morning can often tell you what kind of day you are going to have.”
~ Lemony Snicket

a breath of fresh air

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“Set wide the window. Let me drink the day.”
~ Edith Wharton

living

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the warm and the cold

…We want the spring to come and the winter to pass. We want
whoever to call or not call, a letter, a kiss — we want more and more and then more of it.

But there are moments, walking, when I catch a glimpse of myself in the window glass,
say, the window of the corner video store, and I’m gripped by a cherishing so deep

for my own blowing hair, chapped face, and unbuttoned coat that I’m speechless:
I am living…

~ Marie Howe
(excerpt from “What the Living Do”)