Holy Cow

I had the joy of volunteering some of my time at the Gentle Barn. If you have not heard of this organization, you must check them out. It is an animal sanctuary that saves and rehabilitates animals from severe abuse, neglect, and slaughter.  Each and every animal has their own story, it is not easy to listen to, some really fucked up shit happened to such sweet beings. It is truly amazing that the animals they rescued are capable of love and trust after they had been so mistreated and had horrible previous lives. These animals are ambassadors of compassion. While spending my time there, it was hard not to fall in love with every single animal. I mean, did you know turkeys LOVE to be hugged!? Out of all the sweet little faces there, I felt the deepest strongest connection to the cows at the barn. Their curious, round,, brown eyes captivated my heart. I am sure you can see why.

I have this photo hanging in my kitchen above my stove. She is the only cow allowed in my kitchen.

power of the portrait

It amazes me what I am capable of when I am focused on the creative process of a photo shoot. My sweet little camera is a magical box. I am the magician with the power to transform people, to invoke a mood, emotion or a feeling. My goal was to take two completely different photographs of the same person. One portrait of what she looks like. The other was to create a sense of mystery using shadow. On this particular day I had the enchanting Kristelle in my clutches to preform my vision. The day ended up being so beautiful, a day  full of laughs, smiles, matcha, sunshine, rain, music, nuts, yoga, shadows, tears, love, and rainbows.

Motion

A really great friend of mine has unmistakable positive energy. Super fun. She has a deep passion for music. We love to dance and be crazy carefree together.  She loves the city of L.A. She soaks up every second of living here. To the max.  I wanted to capture all this for my latest photo assignment titled motion.

Tears of joy

As I woke up this morning, I stepped outside to allow the fresh air wake up my sleepy skin. A little glisten caught my eye. I was enamored with the simple little yellow daisies covered in their morning dew. I walked closer towards them, I could see my reflection in their water drops. Mirror image.  Just like me they were not all awake quite yet. It seemed as if they were stretching and yawning. Slight hesitancy to greet the world. As I was having this moment with my daisies, I couldn't help but wonder, what if these droplets of morning dew were actually tears of joy? Life is that good.