Poetry In Motion, Seeing In A New Way…

Rarely, perhaps never, have I posted images of my own sons. Unfortunately, that’s because rarely do I set out to document my family. I often think about it, I know I need to do it, but something happens between intent and action.

Last week I spent some time alone with Poet, our two year old. The meaning of Poet’s name is “one who is gifted in the perception and expression of the beautiful.”

For Poet, in this season of life, life itself is all about fun. The more (quality) time I spend with Poet during this time reminds me that a) I need more quality time with all of my kids and b) I need to live my life more like Poet does–minus the whole diaper thing.

Knowing I had a precious opportunity to be a part of Poet’s day (and give my better three quarters a much deserved break) I decided to document every step of our time together. Our excursion started with a trip to Ida’s cupcakes for some gluten free/vegan (amazing) cupcakes, then we ended up at Columbia Park (pirate ship park) for some sliding. Chocolate smiles were had.

As a photographic artist, I was reminded (again) the importance of creating for myself, for fun–I call it free shooting. Free shooting helps me to see things in a different way, to constantly be “looking” rather than fiddling. Often this leads to images that involve movement, blurred lines, or moments that aren’t perfectly framed. Let’s be honest, photographing any two year old is going to involve blur. Free shooting allows me to be less concerned with rules, and more concerned with life.

I took only one camera and one lens–My trusty D700 and a Lensbaby Composer Pro with a Sweet 35. Time and time again, no other combination has helped me to “see in a new way.” Life ethereal. Life in motion. Poetry in motion, or in this case, Poet in motion.

Rest assured, I’m not finished documenting my family… For now, a few of my favorite moments with Mr. Popo:

 

 

Comments 2

  1. Kevin Kubota

    Love it! What a perfect day – to play with your children and create images. It’s true, we ALL need to do that more often. For their sake and ours. Make a book! I think so many of my childhood memories are strong because they were reinforced by photos my dad took – having looked at them over and over through the years.

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