<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234</id><updated>2011-10-09T06:47:06.062-04:00</updated><category term='Lewiston Maine'/><category term='Cape Elizabeth Maine'/><category term='Betsy Carson'/><category term='Graffiti Wall'/><category term='Casey McDougal'/><category term='Shooting From the Hip'/><category term='Local 188'/><category term='Solo Photo Book in a Month Challenge'/><category term='Gluten-Free bakeries'/><category term='Sebago Lake'/><category term='Kate Aiello'/><category term='Willard Beach The Real Story'/><category term='New Hampshire'/><category term='Film'/><category term='Tourists'/><category term='Diana 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Cafe'/><category term='Lobster'/><category term='Chellie Pingree'/><category term='Photo Tips'/><category term='Fort Williams Wedding'/><category term='Beach'/><category term='Cherries'/><category term='Ferry Beach'/><category term='Appalachia'/><category term='Coffee Shop'/><category term='Southern Maine Weddings'/><category term='San Francisco'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Family Portraits'/><category term='Ithaca College'/><category term='Maine'/><category term='Massachuesetts Wedding'/><category term='Sigma'/><category term='Seasonal'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='fitness'/><category term='Gluten-free food'/><title type='text'>Live Through The Lens</title><subtitle type='html'>the blog of Judy Beedle Photography</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-6329959234003174017</id><published>2011-01-05T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T15:05:05.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Onward and Upward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TSTNbFoeL3I/AAAAAAAAEmU/sNC9015r_I0/s1600/Janfam-7837small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TSTNbFoeL3I/AAAAAAAAEmU/sNC9015r_I0/s400/Janfam-7837small.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have moved my blog over to &lt;a href="http://beedlephotos.com/blog"&gt;http://beedlephotos.com/blog&lt;/a&gt;. Please note: if you follow this blog I will no longer be posting here. I will keep the sight live, however. If you have linked your blog to mine, feel free to update to the new link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those of you who have stopped by, read, shared, and supported since I started hanging out in the blogoshpere! I hope you will find the new site easier to make comments and more informative. Please do let me know if you have any questions about my business/work/photo life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to now be working on a blog that is connected to my site and more in line with the look and feel of my brand. So, its been nice but I'm happy to (finally) be moving on. As my dad used to say, "Onward and Upward!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo ~ Judy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-6329959234003174017?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/6329959234003174017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=6329959234003174017' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6329959234003174017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6329959234003174017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2011/01/onward-and-upward.html' title='Onward and Upward'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TSTNbFoeL3I/AAAAAAAAEmU/sNC9015r_I0/s72-c/Janfam-7837small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-7115160684931693789</id><published>2010-12-18T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T10:41:16.941-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judy Beedle Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seasonal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Sock Monkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TQzQ8EdBNcI/AAAAAAAAEmA/02t6_5PnzeQ/s1600/SockMonkeyweb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TQzQ8EdBNcI/AAAAAAAAEmA/02t6_5PnzeQ/s400/SockMonkeyweb.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the holidays are in full swing and I know that not because I have a calendar in front of me but because the sock monkey has made its way out of a box and onto our tree. I'm giddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And note the blue lights in the background - a throwback to the Christmases of my youth. Big blue bulbs that overheated and matched the blue/green shag carpet of our home. I'm happy to see they have made a comeback, only now they are a little safer, less chipped, and seem to go nicely with the wood floors and orange walls. Oh, and of course they look great next to the Sock Monkey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kinds of things do you do that help you get into the spirit of the holidays? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-7115160684931693789?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/7115160684931693789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=7115160684931693789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/7115160684931693789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/7115160684931693789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/12/single-photo-friday-sock-monkey.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Sock Monkey'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TQzQ8EdBNcI/AAAAAAAAEmA/02t6_5PnzeQ/s72-c/SockMonkeyweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-2107694116637318505</id><published>2010-12-14T11:21:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T14:16:34.524-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judy Beedle Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strawberries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Photography'/><title type='text'>What's in Your {Creative Endeavor} Blender?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TQegPaOYgII/AAAAAAAAElg/DnutVNUo7Fw/s1600/mothersday-2043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TQegPaOYgII/AAAAAAAAElg/DnutVNUo7Fw/s400/mothersday-2043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550581252355555458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What's in your blender?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are always dispensing opinions and advice on how to get ahead, how to stand out, how to make your business successful, how to make yourself appear awesome in the eyes of others. I am active on social media, read plenty of blogs, and attend seminars all in the name of building and promoting my business and my brand. I am learning plenty about marketing myself, not to mention the art of developing a strong filter. There is a lot of junk out there, and yet lots of useful info that when put to use actually works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I read a blog post that resulted in me rolling my eyes and wishing for those 10 minutes back. Then I read another post that made me jot down notes and filled my head with ideas that I can and will put to use in my life &amp;amp; business. So, it's a matter of finding what works for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One piece of advice I have heard over and over is: Position yourself as an expert in your field. This is how you will get noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally get it. BUT I'm not buying it. People want me to, but I just can't. I do plenty of things well, but that doesn't make me an expert. I take good photos, I know my way around the gluten-free lifestyle, I can even sell you something you may not need. Maybe I'm an expert at getting things done in my pj's, though that's debatable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with the word expert is it seems so weighted. When you read something by someone who claims to be an expert, and you question their message or technique the trust is lost. So, where is the value in that? Still, I believe in leaving some things to the pros, (think electricians, roofers, hairstylists, photogs...) but I do not see the need to go around saying I am an expert Photographer Thinker Doer person. I know my stuff, yet I learn new things every day. And will continue to do so. Shouldn't that be good enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess some days it is, some days it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe some of these "experts" are taking themselves too seriously. That turns me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I will say I know my way around a blender and can make a delicious smoothie. I am often surprised when I realize the rest of the world is not enjoying a smoothie on a regular basis. What's not to like about a meal you can drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People ask me to share my smoothie secrets, wanting to know HOW to make the smoothie. Which to me is something I don't question, I just do. So, I am here to share with you, oh dear blog world filled with so much white noise and static, the joys of making a damn good smoothie. Enjoy my advice, put it to good use, but don't call me an expert. Maybe I'm really just an idea sharer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A handful of years ago I got a basic recipe from Stacy that went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Banana&lt;br /&gt;6 Frozen Strawberries&lt;br /&gt;OJ (1 cup? half cup? I don't know...)&lt;br /&gt;Soy milk (roughly same amount as OJ, but it's really your choice)&lt;br /&gt;1 Serving of protein powder of your choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a starting point. I have moved in a few directions and experimented with many different products over the years. For me, the banana is crucial because it does something to the consistency, but I don't sweat it when it's smoothie time and we are out of bananas. My general choices now involve almond milk rather than soy, and raspberries rather than strawberries. And my protein powder is now something that is gluten-free. However, smoothies can be made with almost anything, the blender can handle it and your body will thank you. Here's a handy list of other ingredients I have used/love using/ encourage using (though not all at once):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protein powder - your choice, and there are hundreds to choose from. I  stay away from the chocolate ones, but that's just me. Watch out for too  much sugar, not enough protein.&lt;br /&gt;Milk - dairy, soy, goat, coconut, almond... your choice!&lt;br /&gt;Juice  - OJ is easiest, and perhaps cheapest. I love tropical flavors. If  you have an actual juicer this will be the healthiest choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blueberries&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries&lt;br /&gt;Mixed Berries&lt;br /&gt;Raspberries&lt;br /&gt;Mango&lt;br /&gt;Peach&lt;br /&gt;Kiwi&lt;br /&gt;Frozen fruit makes the smoothie thicker, but fresh fruit is always great. Since I live in Maine fresh fruit is pretty expensive and not always available, soooo....&lt;br /&gt;Ice will make things thicker if you are low on frozen fruit or using something fresh and therefore softer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tofu&lt;br /&gt;Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;Almond butter&lt;br /&gt;Honey&lt;br /&gt;Spinach&lt;br /&gt;Kale&lt;br /&gt;Romaine Lettuce&lt;br /&gt;MINT&lt;br /&gt;Coconut/ Coconut oil&lt;br /&gt;Avacado (will make it super smooth &amp;amp; creamy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TQfAErqSUZI/AAAAAAAAEl4/hxKHcLOsvOo/s1600/MoJo-8554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TQfAErqSUZI/AAAAAAAAEl4/hxKHcLOsvOo/s400/MoJo-8554.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550616252429521298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cupboards and fridge can dictate what goes into your smoothie. I have my favorite things (banana, tropical juice of some sort, unflavored almond milk, raspberry &amp;amp; mango, half serving of protein powder, and sometimes almond or peanut butter) But I love to mix it up. Mint from your yard makes an amazing addition - and is my preferred ingredient throughout the summer. Coconut oil (which is actually a solid) is very tasty and has lots of health benefits, but should be put into blender and mixed BEFORE any frozen products. Otherwise it becomes one big clump which does not go down that easily. Plus, you can rub it on your hands and moisturize your skin while the blender is going. I love throwing greens into my blender as well. It's a great way to get rid of stuff that may be getting beyond the point of eating, but in blender and chopped up it doesn't go to waste AND you get the benefits of eating your greens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things to remember is to do what works best for you. Listen to some basic rules (if you want), but then change it up so it suits you, your tastes, your lifestyle. Be creative, experiment, make mistakes. Learn from it all. Make more the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mirror for life, business, &amp;amp; creative endeavors perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-2107694116637318505?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/2107694116637318505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=2107694116637318505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2107694116637318505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2107694116637318505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/12/whats-in-your-creative-endeavor-blender.html' title='What&apos;s in Your {Creative Endeavor} Blender?'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TQegPaOYgII/AAAAAAAAElg/DnutVNUo7Fw/s72-c/mothersday-2043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-4866418205644566850</id><published>2010-12-12T15:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T16:39:20.306-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TQU1nudMPLI/AAAAAAAAElY/jxemYweMzfo/s1600/cupcakes-1712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TQU1nudMPLI/AAAAAAAAElY/jxemYweMzfo/s400/cupcakes-1712.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549901072405642418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to post on Friday, and now it's Sunday. I am happily celebrating my birthday all weekend long and thought this photo would be a good fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are not my cupcakes, but ones my nephew decorated for his own birthday back in April. Still, I like the mood they convey - which is one of happiness and fun. And there's something about already blown out candles that create a feeling of moving forward, being ready for what's next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's to many creative moments in the year ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-4866418205644566850?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/4866418205644566850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=4866418205644566850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/4866418205644566850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/4866418205644566850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/12/single-photo-friday-cake.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Cake'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TQU1nudMPLI/AAAAAAAAElY/jxemYweMzfo/s72-c/cupcakes-1712.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-280761964628086697</id><published>2010-12-04T12:12:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T14:32:09.262-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buchanan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Ridge Mountains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Floyd VA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Appalachia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><title type='text'>A Piece of America</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPp3bbxPc9I/AAAAAAAAEkQ/ejURtJ5g4T8/s1600/floyd-4301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPp3bbxPc9I/AAAAAAAAEkQ/ejURtJ5g4T8/s400/floyd-4301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546877204254651346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months ago I &lt;a href="http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/07/single-photo-friday-family-fun.html"&gt;mentioned&lt;/a&gt; a trip I took to Virginia that brought me to the town of Floyd. My cousin Ron, who is a musician, square &amp;amp; contra dance caller, as well as husband, dad, and owner of a few self-serve car washes in Pittsburgh, brought me to this tiny town where music seems to thrive. I was excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I was excited to see him play. Plus, I love string instruments. I can't really explain it. I have no idea how to play them, but I am drawn to their beauty. I love the shape and look of the wood. I could watch people play them for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPp3c6jPYmI/AAAAAAAAEkw/PCItOB_eFwI/s1600/floyd-4308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPp3c6jPYmI/AAAAAAAAEkw/PCItOB_eFwI/s400/floyd-4308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546877229697294946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lightning Jack. His real name is Bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPp4Nw6fPsI/AAAAAAAAElA/PkNZ6DawPsw/s1600/floyd-4331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPp4Nw6fPsI/AAAAAAAAElA/PkNZ6DawPsw/s400/floyd-4331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546878068924038850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And he didn't stay seated for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At first I sat on a chair in the circle, next to Ron and Lightning Jack. But like Jack, I couldn't stay seated for long. Some moments could be captured from the angle the chair provided, but I quickly needed to change my angle, my viewpoint. Since I can't grasp what musicians are doing when they play their violins, fiddles, cellos, and guitars I tend to fixate on their hands. Which is where I end up pointing &amp;amp; focusing my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPp3t5UQ5xI/AAAAAAAAEk4/4_lINSpL_nI/s1600/floyd-4319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPp3t5UQ5xI/AAAAAAAAEk4/4_lINSpL_nI/s400/floyd-4319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546877521423820562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ron, keeping up with Lightning Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look at these photos I can remember how Lightning Jack seemed to be playing off Ron the most. Perhaps because he was new and unfamiliar, but also because he seemed to like how he played. He got out of his chair and kept getting closer and closer to Ron as he played. He was listening to something I would have never heard. But I could watch. It was, for lack of a better description, pretty cool to witness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPp3cbCZenI/AAAAAAAAEko/UQHt09BMlu4/s1600/floyd-4339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPp3cbCZenI/AAAAAAAAEko/UQHt09BMlu4/s400/floyd-4339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546877221238045298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People gathered to listen. Ron's face shows him listening to another man in the circle, who had not been playing for long.  But I was focusing on Lightning Jack's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPqPW0_0NQI/AAAAAAAAElQ/ope7IGHuoC8/s1600/floyd-4338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPqPW0_0NQI/AAAAAAAAElQ/ope7IGHuoC8/s400/floyd-4338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546903513406387458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beyond the music circle you can see other musicians starting to gather in the streets. This is the scene on Friday nights in Floyd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPp3cHoLOvI/AAAAAAAAEkg/RqvR0cYB7qs/s1600/floyd-4344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPp3cHoLOvI/AAAAAAAAEkg/RqvR0cYB7qs/s400/floyd-4344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546877216027785970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how else would I have been able to witness this if not for my camera? There are details that present themselves when you have a camera that maybe you wouldn't notice otherwise. Not only did I spend a lot of time watching their hands, but also their eyes as they followed each other and tried to keep up or figure out each other's style. I noticed this ring Lightning Jack was wearing and took several shots trying to show it off. I kind of made my own assumption that there is a story and some meaning behind it. Just like so many things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPp3bbxPc9I/AAAAAAAAEkQ/ejURtJ5g4T8/s1600/floyd-4301.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPp4OLc1gII/AAAAAAAAElI/Epfa9uEMbNQ/s1600/floyd-4349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPp4OLc1gII/AAAAAAAAElI/Epfa9uEMbNQ/s400/floyd-4349.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546878076047425666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ron and Lightning Jack playing off each other. At one point Lightning Jack stopped playing, smiled, and said "Man, where you from? I like how you play!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am not a musician, which may be why I am fascinated by watching those who can do this craft. I'm also from New England, and this scene was so different from what I normally see in my own town. But part of what I loved about this night in this part of the country was this sense of community. A small town community, a community of musicians and artists supporting each other - listening, playing, creating. It's the stuff that makes America great.  And why it's so good to leave the comforts of home every once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A piece of Floyd, VA - the &lt;a href="http://www.floydcountrystore.com/"&gt;country store&lt;/a&gt; where these musicians were gathered next to. Friday nights of music continue inside the store once it gets dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-280761964628086697?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/280761964628086697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=280761964628086697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/280761964628086697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/280761964628086697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/12/piece-of-america.html' title='A Piece of America'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPp3bbxPc9I/AAAAAAAAEkQ/ejURtJ5g4T8/s72-c/floyd-4301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-919462722979356321</id><published>2010-12-03T13:14:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T14:37:12.901-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judy Beedle Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday: Open</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPk2uYy58QI/AAAAAAAAEkI/_K_dIPr36Uk/s1600/jimD3-2271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPk2uYy58QI/AAAAAAAAEkI/_K_dIPr36Uk/s400/jimD3-2271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546524586641322242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My neighborhood is looking festive. Shot on Nikon D3 ISO 6400.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new camera! Well, new to me. It came my way when I wasn't in the market for anything (though visions of camera gear dance in my head on a regular basis). What once belonged to the fabulous photographer and storyteller, &lt;a href="http://www.jimdanielsphotography.com/"&gt;Jim Daniels&lt;/a&gt; (whom I worked for over 10 years ago and whose work I admire greatly), is now sitting here in my office with me. Check out his site, and get ready to be moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim passed away earlier this year after battling cancer. His absence is felt throughout the photo community, but especially in the homes of his family members, and throughout parts of the world where he has made an impact with both his photos and general being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using a piece of Jim's camera gear carries a decent amount of weight for me. I walked in the cool air last night, cranked the ISO up to 3200, 6400, and even 10,000(!!) and took a few shots of my little neighborhood. It felt amazing! I have been trying to justify the buying of this camera when I am worried about other things I need more, when Christmas is right around the corner, when I'm in the middle of upgrades to our new home, when I already have 2 digital bodies that work fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes FINE isn't good enough. Earlier that day I packed up my first digital camera (the Fuji S5 Pro) and shipped it off to KEH. I felt more relief than anything else. That camera and I were never an ideal fit. It simply couldn't keep up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jim's camera (which I think is what it will always be called) is fast and shoots in low light and fits nicely in my hand and by my eye. It can keep up with me AND push me to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home I stood in front of my house and just stared at it. There were a few festive lights in the windows and I found myself needing to pause and take in the moment. I just used Jim's camera, photographed in the dark, felt alive and grateful and inspired. I stared at the warm glow coming from parts of my house and felt a wave of  emotion that let me know I made the right decision - both in moving to this home and in buying Jim's camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being open can really pay off at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-919462722979356321?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/919462722979356321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=919462722979356321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/919462722979356321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/919462722979356321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/12/single-photo-friday-open.html' title='Single Photo Friday: Open'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPk2uYy58QI/AAAAAAAAEkI/_K_dIPr36Uk/s72-c/jimD3-2271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-8403714158131127134</id><published>2010-11-26T16:17:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T09:41:57.898-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gluten-free food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Thankful Tree</title><content type='html'>On this Friday after Thanksgiving I thought I would share with you what has become a new tradition in my family. More specifically, my brother's family. They bring construction paper cut into the shape of leaves to the big feast and we write our names on one side, and what we are thankful for on the other. Then my nephew (Monkeypants) and his mom (the Wild Weedin' Woman) find a branch in their yard and make a display in the house with everyone's thankful leaves on them. It's called the Thankful Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They keep them from year to year, which partly tracks where my nephew is developmentally, but also where we all are/were as a family. Here is a photo from the first year we did this together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPAlOII2f2I/AAAAAAAAEkA/CjdflJ4W3n8/s1600/turkeyday-1983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPAlOII2f2I/AAAAAAAAEkA/CjdflJ4W3n8/s400/turkeyday-1983.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543972065926086498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Thankful Tree, in its first year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007, and the leaf in the middle says 'Everyone is healthy' - which carried a lot of weight in my family at that time. My father died of cancer in early 2005, my brother was diagnosed with thyroid cancer just over a year later, my mother had a patch of skin cancer removed from her face not long after that. So, having everyone healthy was a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can look at this photo and still feel the heaviness that followed me  around during that time. The way Thanksgiving would sneak up on me and  deliver a big plate of emotional overload. But this year things finally  seemed lighter, easier. So, I'm thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew has been thankful for some other things besides the health of the adults around him, including (but not limited to):&lt;br /&gt;Wind&lt;br /&gt;Llamas&lt;br /&gt;Gazelles&lt;br /&gt;Energy&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, Daddy, Jakey, Jamma, Goat, and Juju (this would be his family)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and - one of my favorites - his hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's on your list of things to be thankful for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-8403714158131127134?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/8403714158131127134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=8403714158131127134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8403714158131127134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8403714158131127134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/11/single-photo-friday-thankful-tree.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Thankful Tree'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TPAlOII2f2I/AAAAAAAAEkA/CjdflJ4W3n8/s72-c/turkeyday-1983.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-8819189365604814162</id><published>2010-11-12T15:13:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T15:47:30.957-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ithaca College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judy Beedle Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seasonal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shooting From the Hip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Graveyard Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TN2gINM26CI/AAAAAAAAEj4/EjB_K6DsKZ0/s1600/fall2010-7915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TN2gINM26CI/AAAAAAAAEj4/EjB_K6DsKZ0/s400/fall2010-7915.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538759179578566690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago, while attending Ithaca College as a photo major, I learned about a style of shooting known as 'shooting from the hip.' It is safe to say that this was a turning point for me in falling more in love with photography, and learning about my own personal style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can clearly remember doing the assignment with one of my classmates. While I got more and more excited, she got more and more frustrated. I had walked into my comfort zone, she was very far from hers. I would say it was a pivotal moment for both of us in that sense. She turned more and more to the lighting studio after that, while I kept my camera at my hip and took to the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shooting from the hip can literally happen with your camera around your  neck, dangling at your hip and very far from your eye. Push the shutter  without looking through the lens, develop your black &amp;amp; white film,  and find 36 surprises. Or, so it would go back in 1990whatever. The element of surprise was part of what I loved  about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other side is how much it teaches you about your  equipment. You start to see things in terms of whatever lens you are using, which is crucial for a photographer anyway.  It almost seems to speed up your ability to learn about and make that  piece of equipment work for you. Almost 20 years later and I'm still using the technique, though it varies and is often not dangling at my hip (except when it is). Lately, my camera strap gets wrapped around my wrist (just in case..) and that camera is put on the ground or into a bush or on some hard surface that has caught my eye. Pavement, rock and brick walls, rusted fences, piles of leaves... there are just so many places to try out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the other day there was frost on the ground and an electrician in my house. When he shut the power down my camera and I went for a walk. I have often shot with a wide lens when shooting from or around the hip, but this time I put on the 85mm and walked through the graveyard. Yes, my camera went on the ground, into the frosted leaves, next to someone's grave, to get that shot you see here. It is my favorite from that day's photo excursion. And yet another reminder of why I love my 85 so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-8819189365604814162?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/8819189365604814162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=8819189365604814162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8819189365604814162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8819189365604814162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/11/single-photo-friday-graveyard-walk.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Graveyard Walk'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TN2gINM26CI/AAAAAAAAEj4/EjB_K6DsKZ0/s72-c/fall2010-7915.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-5151791949077146626</id><published>2010-11-08T11:26:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T08:39:01.939-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judy Beedle Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Portland Maine'/><title type='text'>Neutral is Not Always Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiDsIS0ayI/AAAAAAAAEi4/S_AIPxDDbro/s1600/Janfam-6660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiDsIS0ayI/AAAAAAAAEi4/S_AIPxDDbro/s400/Janfam-6660.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537320536015924002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This photo cracks me up. I see future teenager mayhem when I look at this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What images come into your head when you think family photos? Everyone dressed the same standing in a straight line? It doesn't have to be that way. Dressing in neutrals works well for some people, but it may not suit everyone. If your kids are colorful and energetic, perhaps they should be able to show that off to the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiDq0ZV3bI/AAAAAAAAEio/FIQsE_h4VdM/s1600/Janfam-7548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiDq0ZV3bI/AAAAAAAAEio/FIQsE_h4VdM/s400/Janfam-7548.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537320513494703538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was a little obsessed with Natalie's shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiDrjSG6SI/AAAAAAAAEiw/EbCR1dpb8NY/s1600/Janfam-6677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiDrjSG6SI/AAAAAAAAEiw/EbCR1dpb8NY/s400/Janfam-6677.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537320526080829730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corinne and Natalie came to me on Halloween weekend, in costumes, ready to laugh and smile. There is no way I could have rejected these outfit choices! They are, quite honestly, some of the best I have ever had the pleasure of photographing. They were both going as butterfly princesses, which is quite a difference from the standard toned-down neutrals intended to blend in to whatever landscape is nearby. Blend in, or perhaps just not stick out too much. You walk down to the beach with 2 little girls wearing wings, tutus, striped socks and sparkly sneakers and there is no blending in. All eyes will be on you, and everyone will want to somehow be part of the fun, even if just for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangers' smiles followed us everywhere we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People wanted to talk to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie wanted to pet every dog she saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corrine wanted to play and run and jump and climb and and and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light was slipping away, the air was getting cooler. I knew I had a limited window of opportunity before the fun drained, the light faded, and the cold air started wearing everyone down. But the other side of family photos is kind of letting things happen and seeing where the pieces come together. Capture them where they play, encourage them to show mom some love, try to get all eyes in the same place, all faces happy. But when girls are wearing butterfly wings and tutus, smiles and laughter come easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiDqRqoyfI/AAAAAAAAEig/O4W0754P0lQ/s1600/Janfam-7575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiDqRqoyfI/AAAAAAAAEig/O4W0754P0lQ/s400/Janfam-7575.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537320504172005874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiHdzwTXWI/AAAAAAAAEjo/fB5qFdSTWCs/s1600/Janfam-7643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiHdzwTXWI/AAAAAAAAEjo/fB5qFdSTWCs/s400/Janfam-7643.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537324688030784866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2 years ago, almost to the day, I photographed this family only Natalie was still a few weeks away from arriving. When I look back at those photos I see the same sparkle and sass in Corinne's eyes and smile. I love how her spirit unfolds in front of the camera. How she is often so aware of the camera, while her sister could care less if it's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiF7E65xWI/AAAAAAAAEjg/P5elkW62o8g/s1600/Janfam-6741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiF7E65xWI/AAAAAAAAEjg/P5elkW62o8g/s400/Janfam-6741.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537322991831598434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Corinne ready to pose at every chance, Natalie waving to strangers as they walk by with their dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiC0ez5BcI/AAAAAAAAEiY/hLd1JDA2ySo/s1600/Janfam-7690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiC0ez5BcI/AAAAAAAAEiY/hLd1JDA2ySo/s400/Janfam-7690.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537319579987543490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I loved watching the two different personalities come through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiCztYZuLI/AAAAAAAAEiQ/D050-Rocr4s/s1600/Janfam-7691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiCztYZuLI/AAAAAAAAEiQ/D050-Rocr4s/s400/Janfam-7691.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537319566718908594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiHed3d-UI/AAAAAAAAEjw/FtizdqQMdcI/s1600/Janfam-7727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiHed3d-UI/AAAAAAAAEjw/FtizdqQMdcI/s400/Janfam-7727.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537324699335129410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This photo makes me think we should all wear wings every once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiCzV7-yrI/AAAAAAAAEiI/QX826HUdOd0/s1600/Janfam-7757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiCzV7-yrI/AAAAAAAAEiI/QX826HUdOd0/s400/Janfam-7757.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537319560425687730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Telling Mom a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiCyze5NSI/AAAAAAAAEiA/qz_ZYj1Rgps/s1600/Janfam-7782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiCyze5NSI/AAAAAAAAEiA/qz_ZYj1Rgps/s400/Janfam-7782.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537319551176881442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiF5n4ID3I/AAAAAAAAEjQ/GzJ1syMyfSU/s1600/Janfam-7819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiF5n4ID3I/AAAAAAAAEjQ/GzJ1syMyfSU/s400/Janfam-7819.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537322966855454578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Always ready to pose with mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiF5n4ID3I/AAAAAAAAEjQ/GzJ1syMyfSU/s1600/Janfam-7819.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiCyXWJ36I/AAAAAAAAEh4/8gIUxIjKRv8/s1600/Janfam-7808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiCyXWJ36I/AAAAAAAAEh4/8gIUxIjKRv8/s400/Janfam-7808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537319543624032162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Getting Natalie into the shot took a little more work. She has a pretty strong independent streak, which I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These photos would have been totally different had everyone been dressed the same, had the colors been more muted. And the bright color palette suits them and their personality. People always ask me what they should wear for family photo shoots. They see their friends' photos hanging on living room walls and think they should do the same thing, that if they dress like their friends did their family photos will come out as good, or the same. But that is not necessarily the best approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiF5dHXIKI/AAAAAAAAEjI/8X9JLExlauA/s1600/Janfam-7851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiF5dHXIKI/AAAAAAAAEjI/8X9JLExlauA/s400/Janfam-7851.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537322963966566562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I continually laughed at her tutu being in her armpits, and how much she didn't care. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, each photographer has their own style (hopefully) so if you want photos that look like your friends' you could hire who they hired, but realize different personalities mean different images. Whoever you are is going to come through, and you should celebrate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more importantly, hire the photographer whose work speaks to you and who you want to tell your family's story. The story of YOU is important, not to be trusted to the inexperienced, and will come together easier if the person photographing you GETS you, gets your kids. I always tell parents that the photos are for them now, for their kids 20 years from now. Natalie and Corinne will not remember what they were like at this age, but the photos will tell the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiF6GZMChI/AAAAAAAAEjY/Zg3TuCs4QfI/s1600/Janfam-7606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiF6GZMChI/AAAAAAAAEjY/Zg3TuCs4QfI/s400/Janfam-7606.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537322975047191058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Best. Shoes. Ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNgmhvsTQXI/AAAAAAAAEhw/5FpKN7v0B8s/s1600/Janfam-7727.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNgmP3F919I/AAAAAAAAEho/eRWEFhxxsk8/s1600/Janfam-7691.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNgmOUi110I/AAAAAAAAEhI/dOX3t8qTbZE/s1600/Janfam-6677.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-5151791949077146626?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/5151791949077146626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=5151791949077146626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/5151791949077146626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/5151791949077146626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/11/neutral-is-not-always-best.html' title='Neutral is Not Always Best'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TNiDsIS0ayI/AAAAAAAAEi4/S_AIPxDDbro/s72-c/Janfam-6660.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-5561574764435881776</id><published>2010-10-29T16:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T17:06:22.326-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judy Beedle Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Cup of Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TMszWgXDNSI/AAAAAAAAEg0/hvsprgyXX_M/s1600/sanfran-8632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TMszWgXDNSI/AAAAAAAAEg0/hvsprgyXX_M/s400/sanfran-8632.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533573028891538722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not quite 5pm on Friday of Halloween weekend. I am sitting at my kitchen table pondering a late afternoon cup of joe. I can hear cars go by outside my window, and hear the distinct noise of tires going through water. It must have rained earlier and I somehow didn't look up long enough to notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the washer going in the basement, and U2 is playing softly. Soon I will hear the click of the front door opening as the Weekend Warrior makes his way into the house. These are the sounds of home. Tomorrow the sounds might be different when the electrician arrives and starts to bring our home into this century. And once that happens I will be able to move my computer into my office and off the kitchen table. Hard drives and all sorts of fun extras will get set up again and things will move forward and work will resume. I am so looking forward to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I think I will grab that cup of coffee. Here at my kitchen table by the window that lets me watch the sky shift colors as the sun sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-5561574764435881776?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/5561574764435881776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=5561574764435881776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/5561574764435881776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/5561574764435881776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/10/single-photo-friday-cup-of-coffee.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Cup of Coffee'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TMszWgXDNSI/AAAAAAAAEg0/hvsprgyXX_M/s72-c/sanfran-8632.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-8400606535997331237</id><published>2010-10-22T17:28:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T18:13:44.331-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Regency Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judy Beedle Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New England Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Dancing Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TMICLoyTBVI/AAAAAAAAEgs/vpsSGSSv8J4/s1600/VirgJust-5128.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530985691314586962" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TMICLoyTBVI/AAAAAAAAEgs/vpsSGSSv8J4/s400/VirgJust-5128.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's been 3 weeks since I have posted to the blogaroo. But I'm here, on a Friday evening trying to get back into the swing of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week ago today we moved, in the middle of a rain storm. Today I am finally feeling like I can catch my breath. My office is set up in pieces while we work on getting our electrical upgraded, and part of my life is still in boxes. I have spent much of the last two weeks in grubby clothes with my arms in and out of boxes. I am feeling pretty unglamorous at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, this is the photo I want to share on this Single Photo Friday in blogland. A moment from one of this season's weddings, taken right before the bride headed out the door to her wedding ceremony. I love how those feet in those shoes look ready to dance! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I will put my slippers on, get some hot soup off the stove, and sit back with a good book. A perfect way to end a long week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-8400606535997331237?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/8400606535997331237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=8400606535997331237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8400606535997331237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8400606535997331237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/10/single-photo-friday-dancing-shoes.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Dancing Shoes'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TMICLoyTBVI/AAAAAAAAEgs/vpsSGSSv8J4/s72-c/VirgJust-5128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-2167688367133937041</id><published>2010-10-01T17:27:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T12:48:27.712-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SLDN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DADT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chellie Pingree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Servicemembers Legal Defense Network'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Election Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady Gaga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Maine'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Gaga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TKZShpFXlzI/AAAAAAAAEgU/eSa1hTznf44/s1600/DADT+rally-7432.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523192730934023986" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TKZShpFXlzI/AAAAAAAAEgU/eSa1hTznf44/s400/DADT+rally-7432.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 298px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Lady Gaga speaks in Portland, Maine against  'Don't Ask, Don't Tell'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lady Gaga came to Portland recently and I photographed the event for the &lt;a href="http://www.sldn.org/"&gt;Servicemembers Legal Defense Network. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all very last minute and a little chaotic (celebs don't make their way to Maine everyday), but such an amazing moment to be part of. I forced my way through the crowd so I could shoot from the front rather than on the press platform that was roughly half a mile away (dramatic exaggeration). By getting up close I found myself surrounded by lots of local college students who were seriously gaga for Gaga. I think being in the thick of their energy and excitement made the whole event an even more powerful experience for me. I loved watching them all go nuts both for her and all the speakers who came out to tell their stories. I watched people's eyes fill with tears one minute, erupt into screams and applause the next. Had I stayed back on the dreaded platform I would have left having felt maybe half the emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And truth be told, I don't care what Lady Gaga wears at a big Hollywood events. The fact the she makes some pretty great music and is standing up for something she believes in are the only reasons I need to like her. And it's always cool to photograph people I like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-2167688367133937041?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/2167688367133937041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=2167688367133937041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2167688367133937041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2167688367133937041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/10/single-photo-friday-gaga.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Gaga'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TKZShpFXlzI/AAAAAAAAEgU/eSa1hTznf44/s72-c/DADT+rally-7432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-6727303262923447866</id><published>2010-10-01T17:21:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T13:03:00.282-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tattoos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judy Beedle Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graffiti Wall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Maine'/><title type='text'>Last Minute Senior Session Special</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sqflquv94LI/AAAAAAAAEIk/rSR-rhLxzhM/s1600-h/janice-2696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sqflquv94LI/AAAAAAAAEIk/rSR-rhLxzhM/s400/janice-2696.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379520802183831730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recently decided to expand my business and start doing  High School Senior Portraits. People have been asking me for years and I never pushed the idea too much. Then one day it occurred to me that I love working one on one with someone, capturing their personality, telling their story. This is possibly my favorite thing about photography and exactly what is needed when high school seniors say they want their photos done. They want to remember who they are NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while the ship may have mostly sailed for this year I am offering a last-minute special to those who have still not had their photos done. This Sunday I have opened up my schedule for the last minute people out there still needing Senior photos done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday October 10 at SMCC campus I will be booking one hour mini SR sessions for $99&lt;/span&gt; starting at 10 am, until 4pm. I am also available Monday (10.11) and Tuesday (10.12) afternoons for a mini session at the location of your choosing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, these photos of Janice were taken at Portland's graffiti wall on Free Street - a location that suited her personality and look. Please take a look at them and think of ways to bring your own personality to life, then call me and let me know how I can help make that happen! Edgy, creative, athletic, straight-laced... whatever your personality is it should be celebrated and remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqflqeHQDtI/AAAAAAAAEIc/cA4rgPjeONs/s1600-h/janice-2626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqflqeHQDtI/AAAAAAAAEIc/cA4rgPjeONs/s400/janice-2626.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379520797718089426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqflpwE_WUI/AAAAAAAAEIU/7V9eHG9KPzg/s1600-h/janice-2706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqflpwE_WUI/AAAAAAAAEIU/7V9eHG9KPzg/s400/janice-2706.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379520785360574786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfjPEl7pbI/AAAAAAAAEHU/iKTPprBFXmM/s1600-h/janice-2653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfjPEl7pbI/AAAAAAAAEHU/iKTPprBFXmM/s400/janice-2653.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379518127987729842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfkpQqqvuI/AAAAAAAAEIM/_u1DMsSmptM/s1600-h/janice-2685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfkpQqqvuI/AAAAAAAAEIM/_u1DMsSmptM/s400/janice-2685.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379519677417045730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfkozBdnrI/AAAAAAAAEIE/rVIa9DmOF1E/s1600-h/janice-2704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfkozBdnrI/AAAAAAAAEIE/rVIa9DmOF1E/s400/janice-2704.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379519669459590834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sqfkouadf5I/AAAAAAAAEH8/O4-fzff78D0/s1600-h/janice-2671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sqfkouadf5I/AAAAAAAAEH8/O4-fzff78D0/s400/janice-2671.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379519668222263186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfkobTCZhI/AAAAAAAAEH0/V4dm-Zi2eyw/s1600-h/janice-2616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfkobTCZhI/AAAAAAAAEH0/V4dm-Zi2eyw/s400/janice-2616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379519663090853394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sqfkn2sPAvI/AAAAAAAAEHs/pHiwAMwiqwg/s1600-h/janice-2667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sqfkn2sPAvI/AAAAAAAAEHs/pHiwAMwiqwg/s400/janice-2667.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379519653264425714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfjP7j1AjI/AAAAAAAAEHk/chEC5C1EZ30/s1600-h/janice-2659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfjP7j1AjI/AAAAAAAAEHk/chEC5C1EZ30/s400/janice-2659.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379518142742856242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfjPQWB5OI/AAAAAAAAEHc/RDhxyh8KOR0/s1600-h/janice-2641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfjPQWB5OI/AAAAAAAAEHc/RDhxyh8KOR0/s400/janice-2641.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379518131142255842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfF7rmj64I/AAAAAAAAEGk/LRViYmqH9TU/s1600-h/janice-2655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfF7rmj64I/AAAAAAAAEGk/LRViYmqH9TU/s400/janice-2655.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379485909024762754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call (207.510.1322) or email (info@beedlephotos.com) for more info and booking a time. Waiting to the last minute sometimes has its advantages!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TK3qPUMbtbI/AAAAAAAAEgc/abPRO7UIFzQ/s1600/janice-2607.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TK3qPUMbtbI/AAAAAAAAEgc/abPRO7UIFzQ/s1600/janice-2607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TK3qPUMbtbI/AAAAAAAAEgc/abPRO7UIFzQ/s400/janice-2607.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525329866693260722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The not-so-fine print: Sessions must be scheduled ahead of time and directly through me. I will send you an email confirmation. Payment due at time of service. A la carte options for ordering prints and/or books will be available, and images will be uploaded to online proofing gallery. 5 web size/facebbook files and one file for yearbook will be given. More can be purchased later if wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-6727303262923447866?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/6727303262923447866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=6727303262923447866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6727303262923447866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6727303262923447866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-minute-senior-session-special.html' title='Last Minute Senior Session Special'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sqflquv94LI/AAAAAAAAEIk/rSR-rhLxzhM/s72-c/janice-2696.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-3055169233220594364</id><published>2010-09-19T13:42:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T14:45:09.386-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><title type='text'>Two photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TJZL5i4RAJI/AAAAAAAAEfk/rEwYDwW71OA/s1600/fall2010-7155.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... that can sum up my weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TJZL5T4oVMI/AAAAAAAAEfc/S7jAF0Qz95Y/s1600/fall2010-7122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TJZL5T4oVMI/AAAAAAAAEfc/S7jAF0Qz95Y/s400/fall2010-7122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518681841351546050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;During some hang time with the neph I took this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TJZL5i4RAJI/AAAAAAAAEfk/rEwYDwW71OA/s1600/fall2010-7155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TJZL5i4RAJI/AAAAAAAAEfk/rEwYDwW71OA/s400/fall2010-7155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518681845376549010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While having a delicious dinner with friends I took this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Both events were fun and filled with laughter. Laughing with a 7 year old and cooking up crazy ideas can be as fun as laughing with creative friends gathered in a kitchen together. A  reminder of the importance to spend time with the people who make you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you pick two photos that tell a story about you? Two photos that describe your weekend or your mood or maybe where your life is headed? I love a photo's story-telling ability, and how the same image will say different things to different people. I'd love to hear what these two photos say to you. Could be a good starting point for a short story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-3055169233220594364?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/3055169233220594364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=3055169233220594364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/3055169233220594364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/3055169233220594364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/09/two-photos.html' title='Two photos'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TJZL5T4oVMI/AAAAAAAAEfc/S7jAF0Qz95Y/s72-c/fall2010-7122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-51756407238765016</id><published>2010-09-17T14:05:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T16:54:51.161-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Mono</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TJOuVivLX_I/AAAAAAAAEfU/h6gB7Y3ATy4/s1600/MMW-6114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TJOuVivLX_I/AAAAAAAAEfU/h6gB7Y3ATy4/s400/MMW-6114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517945653584158706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my past I was a black and white printer. I spent much of my twenties working in darkrooms and splashing around in a sink full of chemicals. When I wasn't printing, I was shooting black and white film like it was going out of style. Probably because it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I live in a digital world my love for color has really bloomed. And, yet I still enjoy various shades of gray. Sometimes when I'm out shooting I literally look for a monochrome color palette. Like this wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled across this wall while at the &lt;a href="http://www.mainemedia.edu/"&gt;Maine Media Workshops&lt;/a&gt; a few weeks ago. My classmates and I were out shooting without looking through the lens. I created an &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/JudyBeedlePhotography?v=photos#%21/album.php?aid=280982&amp;amp;id=247193992391"&gt;album&lt;/a&gt; on my Facebook page showing what I took that day. An exercise in SEEING, without LOOKING. Something I feel is crucial to growing as a photographer and something I encourage everyone who has a love affair with cameras to do. Let yourself be surprised by the results, and teach yourself to expand your vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend a half hour with your camera and just look for variations in color, light, and texture. That's where I always start. Next photograph the things that grab your eye, only without looking through the viewfinder. Stand close or far from the subject, get on the ground, get dirty, bend sideways, twist your arm and therefore your camera into funny angles. Play with the controls and focus. Learn to SEE in new ways, and really get a stronger grasp of how your equipment works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, FYI, cropping later is cheating! Learn not to do it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-51756407238765016?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/51756407238765016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=51756407238765016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/51756407238765016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/51756407238765016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/09/single-photo-friday-mono.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Mono'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TJOuVivLX_I/AAAAAAAAEfU/h6gB7Y3ATy4/s72-c/MMW-6114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-8321080029261613338</id><published>2010-09-17T12:36:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T14:00:09.011-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Landscapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judy Beedle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>The Non-driving Photog Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TKYBelUx3lI/AAAAAAAAEf0/YHH3VwPTSqY/s1600/MMW-6085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TKYBelUx3lI/AAAAAAAAEf0/YHH3VwPTSqY/s400/MMW-6085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523103617943461458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will today's post bring? One never knows. Some days I have a plan, other days I don't. It's just how I live my life. A state of structured flexibility, you could say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flip back and forth between focus and fun. I bury my nose in a project, then I step away and do something creative. I edit photos for hours, then I slap on roller blades and spend time cruising around my neighborhood. I whip up a batch of gluten-free granola bars, then I call my insurance company and end up on the phone for 45 minutes figuring out recent errors and how we can fix them. I am a wandering homebody, a lover of the outdoors and time spent on the couch with a good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start my day jolting my brain awake with coffee and new ideas. I sit and write them out. I finish my day reading good books and laughing at funny television shows. I go to bed looking forward to my new morning routine of coffee and and idea writing in the cool air on my back deck. I go to bed wanting sleep but already excited to start the next day. This seems like a whole new outlook for me. I don't remember feeling this alive... ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a possible explanation, and it lies somewhere between loving what I do and coming off medication I have been on for over 25 years. Is it possible that the last 3 weeks of reducing my epilepsy medicine has had this much of an impact on me? I think it's very possible, I just never imagined this was going to happen. All I knew was that I was so ready to come off this medicine, but I was completely unable to get a sense of what it would do to me or how I would feel. I honestly was happy with the thought of no longer being dependent on a medicine, no longer paying for it, no longer remembering to take it and panicking when I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead I'm 3 weeks into this process and I feel great! Sure, I'm still the photographer who can't drive herself anywhere, but I'm also more focused and alert than I think I have ever been. My energy levels are cranked up a few notches. It's very exciting and bizarre at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TKYG4huX78I/AAAAAAAAEgE/FLMeDbUdLEU/s1600/MMW-6131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TKYG4huX78I/AAAAAAAAEgE/FLMeDbUdLEU/s400/MMW-6131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523109561211809730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am, a few days later on day 3 of feeling like a human bobble head. Weeks 1-3 were bordering on awesome, Week 4 has had me very housebound and unable to get much done. I couldn't take charge right now if I had to. So, I won't. I will hope to get through the day without upsetting the balance too much, much like I did all weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I was so out of whack that I spent most of the day on the couch in and out of sleep. Sunday I made attempts to get things done. I packed up my basement studio (our awesome home has been sold and we are moving), with breaks taken on the couch. Today I sit at the computer unable to focus long enough to do much at all. It's okay that I can't drive right now because I honestly have no desire to even be in a car. Every few minutes there is a different symptom somewhere: loss of balance, tingly hands, overheating, loss of focus, fatigue, chills, head full of cotton. It just kind of keeps looping itself like bad elevator music. The thought of socializing is more than I care to think about for now. I am essentially a drug addict in the middle of a detox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TKYHEs-9WmI/AAAAAAAAEgM/l2i2H8U-_o0/s1600/MMW-6091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TKYHEs-9WmI/AAAAAAAAEgM/l2i2H8U-_o0/s400/MMW-6091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523109770392590946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today (October 1) I step out of my foggy mind only to stand at my window and watch fog weave through the trees in my yard. I return again to watch the sky open up and pour down on the same trees. I believe I have made it through the worst part of this medicine removal. I feel better, and yet my life feels like it's in a holding pattern of some sort. I am waiting for the energy of a few weeks ago to return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having my life kind of on hold, and yet moving forward at the same time, is a tricky thing to sort out. I am keeping my work load light in the months when I normally do the most, because I just can't stand the thought of possibly coming up short for my clients. The not knowing what to expect, not being able to drive to get simple errands done, the working around other people's schedules, all require a certain amount of patience and flexibility. So, I'm using as much patience to ease through this time and come out the other side ready to move forward in a stronger way. I will be so glad later when I look back at this time, but now I worry about all the opportunities I may be missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share this non-photo part of my life because it is an important piece to who I am. Doing so has caused others to share stories as well that perhaps I never would have heard otherwise. Conversations started and ideas shared that may have helped where answers weren't being given. It has been a comfort but also discouraging to learn how many of us are coasting through medical situations, with many questions going unanswered and getting tips from each other rather than our doctors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am mere days away from being done with a 27 year prescription. Monday I will take my final pill, probably cry many joyful tears, then move on. Literally. My house and office are being packed  with plans to move in the next few weeks. I don't know what the final weeks of adjusting to no meds will mean, but I do know the new home and office will mean great things for &lt;a href="http://www.beedlephotos.com/"&gt;my business&lt;/a&gt; and life in general. I am very excited to see how it all plays out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-8321080029261613338?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/8321080029261613338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=8321080029261613338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8321080029261613338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8321080029261613338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/09/non-driving-photog-update.html' title='The Non-driving Photog Update'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TKYBelUx3lI/AAAAAAAAEf0/YHH3VwPTSqY/s72-c/MMW-6085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-8863530125981327169</id><published>2010-09-10T17:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T17:32:33.997-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scarborough Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Stormy Beauty</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's sky was crazy awesome. I thought I should share a photo I took while standing on my back deck, during a much needed computer break. Yes, I spent most of my little break staring at the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, September is scoring an A+ in my book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TIqhW9EUlCI/AAAAAAAAEe4/B-ibxJP_bNs/s1600/-6284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TIqhW9EUlCI/AAAAAAAAEe4/B-ibxJP_bNs/s400/-6284.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515398109390476322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ooooh, pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-8863530125981327169?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/8863530125981327169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=8863530125981327169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8863530125981327169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8863530125981327169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/09/single-photo-friday-stormy-beauty.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Stormy Beauty'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TIqhW9EUlCI/AAAAAAAAEe4/B-ibxJP_bNs/s72-c/-6284.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-7831678700779369013</id><published>2010-09-03T12:32:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T18:14:08.679-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New England Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fort Williams Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cape Elizabeth Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Weather Shift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TIElFVHZp1I/AAAAAAAAEew/n27AQ9oNTKU/s1600/Amymatt-0304.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512728192375957330" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TIElFVHZp1I/AAAAAAAAEew/n27AQ9oNTKU/s400/Amymatt-0304.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 266px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Matt heads to his wedding ceremony on a rainy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear there is a hurricane headed our way, and his name is Earl.  I don't actually pay too much attention to the weather report so I am not really sure what we are in for. I'm going to confess that I am sitting here hoping for rain and a pretty strong shift in air temperature. This girl is ready for fall weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the perfect end to a very sunny summer is some much needed rain. I can't remember a better summer, weather-wise, than the one we have had this year. Maybe that's not the case for everyone, but here in Maine things have been sunny and hot. And it's been great, of course. But as a lover of cooler air, and one who doesn't dread winter the way many do, I am beyond happy to see Fall arrive. This is, without a doubt, my most favorite time of year. How about you? Are you as happy to see Fall arrive as I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you in Earl's path - stay as dry as possible this Labor Day weekend. Hope everyone enjoys this final weekend of a very excellent summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-7831678700779369013?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/7831678700779369013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=7831678700779369013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/7831678700779369013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/7831678700779369013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/09/single-photo-friday-weather-shift.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Weather Shift'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TIElFVHZp1I/AAAAAAAAEew/n27AQ9oNTKU/s72-c/Amymatt-0304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-7287555917985072834</id><published>2010-08-30T14:32:00.030-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T15:42:20.087-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Betsy Carson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film stills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scarborough Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tony Calarco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reggie Hodges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gitgo Productions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kate Kiminski'/><title type='text'>A 3 Month Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0440dFk9I/AAAAAAAAEeY/M7kiGCJ5B_M/s1600/2020stills-3385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0440dFk9I/AAAAAAAAEeY/M7kiGCJ5B_M/s400/2020stills-3385.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511624067775828946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On set with Gitgo Prodcutions upcoming short "2020"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking on a challenge. Part social experiment, part medical necessity. As of yesterday, I am unable to drive for 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be able to do that? This is something that may be much easier for some than others. If I lived in New York City then not driving for 3 months would not phase me in the least. But I live in Maine, and not near any public transportation lines and not walking distance to any grocery stores or conveniences (though there is a farm stand about half a mile away). But I do live in an area where I can bike as needed, I have family members close by, no kids to cart around, and friends who have said they will help if I need it. I am self-employed and work from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except when I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0wmQibpHI/AAAAAAAAEco/KhfoZfsKrCk/s1600/2020stills-2753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0wmQibpHI/AAAAAAAAEco/KhfoZfsKrCk/s400/2020stills-2753.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511614952803902578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Crew reflection in the side of a 1969 El Camino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0w4ysi5fI/AAAAAAAAEcw/GFe8ZJB6ruM/s1600/2020stills-2733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0w4ysi5fI/AAAAAAAAEcw/GFe8ZJB6ruM/s400/2020stills-2733.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511615271210771954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Crew setting up the next shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe that will be my biggest challenge during the next 3 months. When the phone rings for work saying "I can't drive for 3 months" is not likely to be an answer that works in my favor. Though I do believe in an honest approach to how I live my life and run my business, and so sharing this info with people is what I plan to do. Sure, my mom might have to drive me to a photo shoot, and I may have to sit around and wait for a ride home. But this is a temporary situation. The end reward will be no longer taking medicine that I have been on since I was 11. I can stand a little humbling to get that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0wYjqLldI/AAAAAAAAEcg/MIrsVgGTR3M/s1600/2020stills-3371-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0wYjqLldI/AAAAAAAAEcg/MIrsVgGTR3M/s400/2020stills-3371-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511614717418509778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be an exercise in resourcefulness. I am going to have to swallow my pride and ask for help. Then I'll have to plan accordingly and be flexible. And be creative in finding solutions. I'm betting this will help me really think about how I do things and will therefore make me a better problem solver. And isn't that the kind of photographer you would want to hire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if all goes well I will no longer be medicated for epilepsy 3 months from now(!!!). I will have saved some money,  lessened my carbon footprint, and learned a thing or two about myself. Plus, I will be free of a medicine I have been taking for far too long. And that will be an unbelievable freedom for me. Of course, in order to get there I have to have a freedom taken away. The state will not allow me to drive while I go through this process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you this not to scare you away from hiring me, but instead to share this piece of my life with you, and invite you to share any stories or helpful tips if you have them. For the next 3 months I am the photographer who can't drive herself ANYWHERE (and might drive those around her a little crazy). But I know without a doubt this will not stop me from doing what I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0xjcYzYkI/AAAAAAAAEdA/-U8jtdp2khQ/s1600/2020stills-5996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0xjcYzYkI/AAAAAAAAEdA/-U8jtdp2khQ/s400/2020stills-5996.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511616003956761154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love being on set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0xKAgsktI/AAAAAAAAEc4/Emt9yY-LKwo/s1600/2020stills-2731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0xKAgsktI/AAAAAAAAEc4/Emt9yY-LKwo/s400/2020stills-2731.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511615566976946898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Director Kate Kaminski chatting with Kate Davis between takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0y3fTw4JI/AAAAAAAAEdo/guefyH4h8Ok/s1600/2020stills-6004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0y3fTw4JI/AAAAAAAAEdo/guefyH4h8Ok/s400/2020stills-6004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511617447849943186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Almost ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0yPwE7VCI/AAAAAAAAEdY/bjF9eLtJ9MY/s1600/2020stills-2742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0yPwE7VCI/AAAAAAAAEdY/bjF9eLtJ9MY/s400/2020stills-2742.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511616765156348962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The actors in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0yCRsVEaI/AAAAAAAAEdQ/QYz3K1lZ9_0/s1600/2020stills-2735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0yCRsVEaI/AAAAAAAAEdQ/QYz3K1lZ9_0/s400/2020stills-2735.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511616533661815202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More tests. A lot goes into film-making, in case you didn't already know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0wJ2ssVhI/AAAAAAAAEcY/BsQcFstogy0/s1600/2020stills-2665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0wJ2ssVhI/AAAAAAAAEcY/BsQcFstogy0/s400/2020stills-2665.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511614464831280658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More fabulous actors during their scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honk if you see me walking down the road lugging my camera gear on my back. Or stop and chat with me. Or cheer me on. Maybe offer me some water.  I will gladly share my tales with those who wish to know. And if I know you I may even accept the offer of a ride when needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0y3fTw4JI/AAAAAAAAEdo/guefyH4h8Ok/s1600/2020stills-6004.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH04r7PKeoI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/IjVJvMNxt9g/s1600/2020stills-6002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH04r7PKeoI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/IjVJvMNxt9g/s400/2020stills-6002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511623846258178690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me on set with my trusted Sound Blimp protecting my camera from the damp weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All photos above were taken on set with Gitgo Productions and their upcoming short film 2020, which will premiere in October 2010 in Portland, Maine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0wYjqLldI/AAAAAAAAEcg/MIrsVgGTR3M/s1600/2020stills-3371-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-7287555917985072834?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/7287555917985072834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=7287555917985072834' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/7287555917985072834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/7287555917985072834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/08/3-month-challenge.html' title='A 3 Month Challenge'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TH0440dFk9I/AAAAAAAAEeY/M7kiGCJ5B_M/s72-c/2020stills-3385.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-6883182545922040398</id><published>2010-08-20T15:26:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T15:58:04.715-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Portland Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portraits'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Outtakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TG7XFjgABRI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/hrHm428L234/s1600/brentA-4999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TG7XFjgABRI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/hrHm428L234/s400/brentA-4999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507575884749473042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was photographing Brent, a talented local actor. I took this frame in between figuring out our next moment. I know he will not use this as his headshot, but there is something about it that I feel captures something so very&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The funny thing about taking photos of people is there are always some nerves involved - for both the subject and the photographer. Even an actor, who is used to the spotlight to a certain degree, may not always feel relaxed when a camera is lifted and directed towards them. And as the photographer, I want to get images that speak to who someone is, so I put a certain amount of pressure on myself. I want funny and silly and serious and unsure and happy and anything else that I can get in our time together. I often fall in love with images I know people may not use, possibly because I love the moment. That may not be their favorite moment. Or, in this case, may not be their marketable moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the goal is to get work for an actor, or to illustrate an editorial story, or to give a family a moment of their life to look back on, I look for the obvious and wait for the hidden gems. They will reveal themselves to you if you are patient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-6883182545922040398?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/6883182545922040398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=6883182545922040398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6883182545922040398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6883182545922040398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/08/single-photo-friday-outtakes.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Outtakes'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TG7XFjgABRI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/hrHm428L234/s72-c/brentA-4999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-2118444376983385850</id><published>2010-08-02T18:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T16:55:29.263-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scarborough Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playground'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><title type='text'>Photo Excursion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Recently my nephew Max and I went on a little photo excursion together. It was loads o' fun exploring and watching him take photos. I thought I would share some of my photos from that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaPfuC4sI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/B7TDgb_KTUE/s1600/Photoexcursion-2381.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaPfuC4sI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/B7TDgb_KTUE/s400/Photoexcursion-2381.jpg" border="0" height="400" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;A photographer in the making, perhaps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcakc6RvsI/AAAAAAAAEcE/WrbOnXLs5_s/s1600/Photoexcursion-2441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcakc6RvsI/AAAAAAAAEcE/WrbOnXLs5_s/s400/Photoexcursion-2441.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaRdfQq8I/AAAAAAAAEbU/WIBPNX8pC7A/s1600/Photoexcursion-2386.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaRdfQq8I/AAAAAAAAEbU/WIBPNX8pC7A/s400/Photoexcursion-2386.jpg" border="0" height="400" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I love the way he looks at me when he's wondering what I'm doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaSgAE8GI/AAAAAAAAEbY/sjnJZq73JG4/s1600/Photoexcursion-2388.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaSgAE8GI/AAAAAAAAEbY/sjnJZq73JG4/s400/Photoexcursion-2388.jpg" border="0" height="400" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I dig photos of swings, with or without people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaT2r0yCI/AAAAAAAAEbc/furQ_sE2MMU/s1600/Photoexcursion-2397.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaT2r0yCI/AAAAAAAAEbc/furQ_sE2MMU/s400/Photoexcursion-2397.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Swinging and chatting about life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaVLkKFhI/AAAAAAAAEbg/aoy1uxDAv14/s1600/Photoexcursion-2408.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaVLkKFhI/AAAAAAAAEbg/aoy1uxDAv14/s400/Photoexcursion-2408.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Spying through the rings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaWNFEmtI/AAAAAAAAEbk/C4DEILxvnGU/s1600/Photoexcursion-2412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaWNFEmtI/AAAAAAAAEbk/C4DEILxvnGU/s400/Photoexcursion-2412.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;A playground made from recycled materials? Cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaXVDF9JI/AAAAAAAAEbo/AFzeWw2mPoU/s1600/Photoexcursion-2413.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaXVDF9JI/AAAAAAAAEbo/AFzeWw2mPoU/s400/Photoexcursion-2413.jpg" border="0" height="400" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I just love these rings. Again, he's wondering what I'm doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaZcsFQRI/AAAAAAAAEbs/0em7J59xWu8/s1600/Photoexcursion-2421.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaZcsFQRI/AAAAAAAAEbs/0em7J59xWu8/s400/Photoexcursion-2421.jpg" border="0" height="400" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Photos taken 'Max style.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcabPrtIGI/AAAAAAAAEbw/VxGXnkS3dNI/s1600/Photoexcursion-2424.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcabPrtIGI/AAAAAAAAEbw/VxGXnkS3dNI/s400/Photoexcursion-2424.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaccVVNeI/AAAAAAAAEb0/_BHIfzkYZvo/s1600/Photoexcursion-2427.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaccVVNeI/AAAAAAAAEb0/_BHIfzkYZvo/s400/Photoexcursion-2427.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;So much concentration!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcadqqsWpI/AAAAAAAAEb4/gW8ESNdzOiY/s1600/Photoexcursion-2428.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcadqqsWpI/AAAAAAAAEb4/gW8ESNdzOiY/s400/Photoexcursion-2428.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;We can learn a lot from kids. Like how important it is to shoot from all different angles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaf1whQVI/AAAAAAAAEb8/XeoqSGRWU_8/s1600/Photoexcursion-2430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaf1whQVI/AAAAAAAAEb8/XeoqSGRWU_8/s400/Photoexcursion-2430.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;A photo he took of me, complete with head cut off. I've taught him so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcah2BHSVI/AAAAAAAAEcA/JPn-4TYec0s/s1600/Photoexcursion-2440.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcah2BHSVI/AAAAAAAAEcA/JPn-4TYec0s/s400/Photoexcursion-2440.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Let's go back and hula hoop! Or something like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcalejF3BI/AAAAAAAAEcI/Kj-jEGByyBk/s1600/Photoexcursion-2463.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcalejF3BI/AAAAAAAAEcI/Kj-jEGByyBk/s400/Photoexcursion-2463.jpg" border="0" height="400" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Our reflections on the hood of our car. This shot just makes me laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great to find inspiration in as many places as possible, including your own backyard. Or hanging out with a 7 year old who looks at things totally different than you might. Try it out and let me know how it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaOQXzc2I/AAAAAAAAEbM/C0WCjkFzf0g/s1600/Photoexcursion-2369.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaOQXzc2I/AAAAAAAAEbM/C0WCjkFzf0g/s200/Photoexcursion-2369.jpg" border="0" height="200" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Here we are! Oh, I didn't take this photo :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-2118444376983385850?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/2118444376983385850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=2118444376983385850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2118444376983385850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2118444376983385850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/08/photo-excursion.html' title='Photo Excursion'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFcaPfuC4sI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/B7TDgb_KTUE/s72-c/Photoexcursion-2381.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-7942904624098405530</id><published>2010-07-30T17:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T13:42:17.554-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ferry Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Family Fun</title><content type='html'>I recently hung out at the beach with Mike, Maria, Ryan and Nick. Family photos are one of those things I love doing, especially when I get to see the same family members through the years. Last time we did this Nick was a lot smaller and perhaps not quite as active!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFNBrS3CHDI/AAAAAAAAEbI/SgO5blIALsY/s1600/Connolly-4133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFNBrS3CHDI/AAAAAAAAEbI/SgO5blIALsY/s400/Connolly-4133.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love seeing what will happen when I tell the kids it's ok for us to  do a goofy photo. The above photo is a classic example of how that can unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time of year is perfect for family photos. So if you are thinking you need them done I encourage you to act sooner rather than later to take advantage of the long summer days, great weather, and amazing light. And to give you plenty of time to use your images as holiday gifts ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Enjoy the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-7942904624098405530?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/7942904624098405530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=7942904624098405530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/7942904624098405530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/7942904624098405530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/07/single-photo-friday-family-fun_30.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Family Fun'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TFNBrS3CHDI/AAAAAAAAEbI/SgO5blIALsY/s72-c/Connolly-4133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-3990789527642907160</id><published>2010-07-23T21:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T21:07:15.859-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tourists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lobster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Landscapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Maine'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Seagull Attack!</title><content type='html'>Lookout for seagulls! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TEo5B-TgdLI/AAAAAAAAEbE/vQ8Tm9Gf2gg/s1600/Summer10-4667.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TEo5B-TgdLI/AAAAAAAAEbE/vQ8Tm9Gf2gg/s400/Summer10-4667.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ahh, just gorges. Haha, I mean Fort Gorges, so proudly displayed in Portland's Caso Bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's 9pm on Friday evening and I am just now sitting down long enough to remember that 1) today is indeed Friday and 2) I have yet to post to the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this shot today while aboard &lt;a href="http://www.luckycatch.com/"&gt;The Lucky Catch&lt;/a&gt; - a lobster boat that takes people on tours of Casco Bay and shows them how to catch lobster. My cousin's daughter (therefore, my 2nd cousin) was visiting Maine for the first time, and so we did a touristy thing that ended up being possibly more fun for us locals than those from away. As they got bait ready the seagulls literally swarmed us. I chose to turn my attention and my camera to the flock rather than the action happening on the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that was the most fun I've ever had photographing seagulls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-3990789527642907160?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/3990789527642907160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=3990789527642907160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/3990789527642907160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/3990789527642907160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/07/single-photo-friday-seagull-attack.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Seagull Attack!'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TEo5B-TgdLI/AAAAAAAAEbE/vQ8Tm9Gf2gg/s72-c/Summer10-4667.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-6241810346900074530</id><published>2010-07-16T14:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T14:53:42.069-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buchanan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Ridge Mountains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Floyd VA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Appalachia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Friday Night Fun</title><content type='html'>Well, it's Friday again. It's after 2pm, and I've been putting in some serious time on this computer today. Is it ok for me to confess that I sat down at the computer as soon as I grabbed my first cup of coffee, have barely left, and here I am at 2pm realizing I'm still in my pj's? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joy of being self-employed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last Friday I was in VA at a family reunion. I opted to make it a non-working weekend, and therefore did not post to the blog. Instead I hung out with family, floated down a river on an inner tube, went to an amazing Friday night music event, celebrated the 50th anniversary of my aunt and uncle, and listened to an 8 year old tell me about all the adventures she's been on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course a non-working weekend does not mean I leave my camera behind! Just the computers. I would have been beyond mad at myself (and not very dedicated to my craft) if I didn't bring my camera to this fabulous part of the country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a photo I took while in Floyd, VA at their weekly Friday night music event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TECmhEiRzyI/AAAAAAAAEbA/DvJTJyG3pSw/s400/buchanan10-4384.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I photographed these 3 teenage girls with matching tap shoes until my camera nearly got clogged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musicians take to the streets, playing with friends and strangers, and filling the air with the sounds of traditional Appalachian music. Then later The &lt;a href="http://www.floydcountrystore.com/stage"&gt;Floyd Country Store&lt;/a&gt; has bands on stage, and people clogging (as in, the type of dancing) on the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty amazing evening. I am saving all the photos of my cousin Ron playing on the streets with Lightening Jack for another post! Too many to cut down to one for a Single Photo Friday event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-6241810346900074530?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/6241810346900074530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=6241810346900074530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6241810346900074530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6241810346900074530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/07/single-photo-friday-family-fun.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Friday Night Fun'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TECmhEiRzyI/AAAAAAAAEbA/DvJTJyG3pSw/s72-c/buchanan10-4384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-5106332880686663375</id><published>2010-07-04T11:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T11:59:28.790-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Lazy Sunday</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning realizing it was Sunday (and the 4th of July!) and had no memory of posting to the blog on Friday. An easy thing to do during a busy week, both personally and professionally. So, this week's Single Photo Friday is arriving on a Sunday! And it comes with a little of that 'lazy Sunday' feel, coupled with a dose of light I'm kind of in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TDCsoJ5DXzI/AAAAAAAAEa4/9l_pc8mtFUw/s1600/FlaginYard-8441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TDCsoJ5DXzI/AAAAAAAAEa4/9l_pc8mtFUw/s400/FlaginYard-8441.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Flag in my yard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, America! Hope everyone is finding a fun way to celebrate today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-5106332880686663375?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/5106332880686663375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=5106332880686663375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/5106332880686663375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/5106332880686663375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/07/single-photo-friday-lazy-sunday.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Lazy Sunday'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TDCsoJ5DXzI/AAAAAAAAEa4/9l_pc8mtFUw/s72-c/FlaginYard-8441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-8723264085252838448</id><published>2010-06-29T16:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T16:30:08.090-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kate Aiello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Celebrating Dads</title><content type='html'>Today would have been my dad's 70th birthday. So, Happy Birthday, Dad! I miss you tons, and especially on this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also spend Father's Day missing him. If you are visiting my blog for the first time you may not know that my dad passed away a little over 5 years ago from Mantle Cell Lymphoma (a rare, currently incurable cancer). So, June is often a month that challenges me, on a personal level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, while there may be moments of missing or feeling kind of sad, there are also great moments of remembering. Hearing or seeing certain things that remind me of him, that often trigger smiles or even laughter. I try to celebrate him in little ways on both these days. So, on this birthday the Weekend Warrior and I will be going to see 3 houses as we have put our adorable and well-loved house on the market. We are looking for a place to help grow my business, and that feels exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent Father's Day photographing a family, which felt like the perfect thing to do. The more time passes, the more I am in tune to how important these moments are for a family unit. As a family we all share many amazing and fun memories, but rarely do we get photos to document that. Kids grow fast, time speeds by. Recording these moments is not easy, especially while trying to also be a parent. Luckily, that's where photographers can step in! Telling a piece of the story that is your family, capturing moments you would not be able to get on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hanging out with the Aiello family on Father's Day was, for&amp;nbsp; me, a great way to spend a day that often challenges me. They were willing to go to a place that wouldn't necessarily strike people as the ideal place for photos, and I loved that. They wanted photos done somewhere that meant something to them (more applause!), somewhere they like spending time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we headed down a trail that opens up to the marsh and hung out together. I thought I would share a few of my favorites with you. Father's Day served up some great light that day and a gorgeous sky, so that was an extra gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TCpHJiM8vZI/AAAAAAAAEaQ/xS8L67MqRCQ/s1600/Aiello-3799.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TCpHJiM8vZI/AAAAAAAAEaQ/xS8L67MqRCQ/s400/Aiello-3799.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I love the color of these rocks against the sky.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TCpFtWOkj2I/AAAAAAAAEaI/U04F1x4GVco/s1600/Aiello-3745.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TCpFtWOkj2I/AAAAAAAAEaI/U04F1x4GVco/s400/Aiello-3745.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Brothers throwing rocks into the marsh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TCpHK3QqMeI/AAAAAAAAEaU/oPATKGd4SVM/s1600/Aiello-3860.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TCpHK3QqMeI/AAAAAAAAEaU/oPATKGd4SVM/s400/Aiello-3860.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The goofy brother.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TCpHMKJHahI/AAAAAAAAEaY/XfC1RoXME5w/s1600/Aiello-3868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TCpHMKJHahI/AAAAAAAAEaY/XfC1RoXME5w/s400/Aiello-3868.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The serious brother.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TCpHPAbveII/AAAAAAAAEag/gAwR2PQAHMU/s1600/Aiello-6207.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TCpHPAbveII/AAAAAAAAEag/gAwR2PQAHMU/s400/Aiello-6207.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TCpFwAubszI/AAAAAAAAEaM/Cpp5gG0-cw8/s1600/Aiello-3811.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TCpFwAubszI/AAAAAAAAEaM/Cpp5gG0-cw8/s400/Aiello-3811.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The tickle war!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Did I mention I also photographed their wedding back in the early days of my career? Yes, so it's great to work with the same couple 10 years later. Ten years is a long time - how things have changed! Thanks for sharing Father's Day with me Kate, Justin, Mason, and Max!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-8723264085252838448?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/8723264085252838448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=8723264085252838448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8723264085252838448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8723264085252838448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/06/celebrating-dads.html' title='Celebrating Dads'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TCpHJiM8vZI/AAAAAAAAEaQ/xS8L67MqRCQ/s72-c/Aiello-3799.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-7251313764310635279</id><published>2010-06-25T18:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T16:56:09.066-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scarborough Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playground'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Copycat</title><content type='html'>My nephew and I went on a photo excursion the other day through my neighborhood. He carried his parent's point and shoot digital camera, I carried my NikonD300. We laughed and talked and took pictures and played on the swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TCUqmcXqJoI/AAAAAAAAEZs/tkuUpZbsWr0/s1600/DSC_2425.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TCUqmcXqJoI/AAAAAAAAEZs/tkuUpZbsWr0/s400/DSC_2425.jpg" border="0" height="400" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched him take pictures like only a creative 7 year old can. He seemed to gravitate towards plants and shapes. He walked up to this pole on a the playground, rested the bottom of the camera right on the metal with the lens pointed up to the sky. Without looking he pushed the button, then moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey! I want a picture like that!" I said to him then proceeded to copy his actions. The photo I took is shown above. I kinda love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mother would say he gets his ideas for photos from me, but it looks like I actually get some of my ideas from him! How does that line go? Oh yeah, "Art is always imitated."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-7251313764310635279?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/7251313764310635279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=7251313764310635279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/7251313764310635279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/7251313764310635279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/06/single-photo-friday-copycat.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Copycat'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TCUqmcXqJoI/AAAAAAAAEZs/tkuUpZbsWr0/s72-c/DSC_2425.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-2579916317441879755</id><published>2010-06-18T16:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:18:54.867-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ogunquit Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portraits'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Dads</title><content type='html'>In honor of Father's Day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TBvUc__8pJI/AAAAAAAAEZo/YN0qReOx16w/s1600/Kane-1430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TBvUc__8pJI/AAAAAAAAEZo/YN0qReOx16w/s400/Kane-1430.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's Single Photo Friday is dedicated to all the great dads out there! Happy Father's Day, everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-2579916317441879755?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/2579916317441879755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=2579916317441879755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2579916317441879755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2579916317441879755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/06/single-photo-friday-dads.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Dads'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TBvUc__8pJI/AAAAAAAAEZo/YN0qReOx16w/s72-c/Kane-1430.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-728064780645307859</id><published>2010-06-11T12:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:19:21.396-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graffiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graffiti Wall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Maine'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Artful Community</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TBJZpsLk93I/AAAAAAAAEZk/lEjcs3jVIdE/s1600/janice-2630.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TBJZpsLk93I/AAAAAAAAEZk/lEjcs3jVIdE/s400/janice-2630.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Janice @ Portland's Graffiti Wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city of Portland is filled with an amazing amount of creativity, and seems to be working hard at embracing its creative community lately. Here is a photo that shows two examples of this. First, Janice and her body art - a sort of walking advertisement for some local tattoo artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, Portland's graffiti wall - a public place of ever changing art. It is completely different every time I go by it. And I love to walk by, slow down, and stare. Sometimes I photograph people in front of it, or just photograph some of the amazing art work. Sometimes I try to imagine how a certain piece was painted and brought to life. I have always had a fascination with graffiti, so this spot is a bit of a gem in the Portland landscape for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, it's a block away from one of my favorite coffee shops, where creative ideas come to life over laptops and lattes and good conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-728064780645307859?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/728064780645307859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=728064780645307859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/728064780645307859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/728064780645307859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/06/single-photo-friday-body-art.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Artful Community'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TBJZpsLk93I/AAAAAAAAEZk/lEjcs3jVIdE/s72-c/janice-2630.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-8003079634973287802</id><published>2010-06-04T14:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T14:36:03.790-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Maine'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Step Back</title><content type='html'>It's Friday, the sun is out, and I'm recovering from my first 5k that I ran last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TAlCmwDg0cI/AAAAAAAAEZg/DXVKbqW-5iI/s1600/WMMG-0730.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TAlCmwDg0cI/AAAAAAAAEZg/DXVKbqW-5iI/s400/WMMG-0730.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was combing through my photo library thinking of photos that would have something to do with running. I don't seem to have things like that, probably because I NEVER photograph myself running (nor will I). But this image jumped out at me. I was photographing this man in front of a church. I took a step back, deliberately changing my focus, and ended up with an image I have always liked but done nothing with. For me, that is one of those things that I love about having a blog - it gives me a platform to show images that otherwise wouldn't be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I think it says something about my mood today. On one side I'm VERY jazzed up about what I accomplished last night. The other side of me is mellow and somewhat reflective, stepping back to take in some details. The nerves of yesterday are gone, replaced with a calm satisfaction that must be the result of setting out to do something, working really hard, and exceeding your expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels pretty great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-8003079634973287802?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/8003079634973287802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=8003079634973287802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8003079634973287802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8003079634973287802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/06/single-photo-friday-step-back.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Step Back'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/TAlCmwDg0cI/AAAAAAAAEZg/DXVKbqW-5iI/s72-c/WMMG-0730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-5422310517955644867</id><published>2010-05-28T13:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T13:32:21.514-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mad Gab&apos;s Inc.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Maine'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Sparkle</title><content type='html'>Hello Friday of Memorial Day Weekend! Today's image is one I took recently of a friend for my ongoing 'photos of real women' project. This image captures a piece of Tricia that was amplified that day as she was newly self-employed and ready for whatever adventure was next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope down the road when she looks at this photo she'll remember how she felt those first few weeks of embarking on this next chapter of her life. The sparkle of things to come in her eyes, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S__5Ot3N2eI/AAAAAAAAEZc/hMFTFv8RXM8/s1600/crepesandbeach-2137-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S__5Ot3N2eI/AAAAAAAAEZc/hMFTFv8RXM8/s400/crepesandbeach-2137-2.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are up for being part of my Real Women Photo Project, please let me know! I would love to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a safe, fun, and happy Memorial Day weekend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-5422310517955644867?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/5422310517955644867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=5422310517955644867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/5422310517955644867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/5422310517955644867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/05/single-photo-friday-sparkle.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Sparkle'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S__5Ot3N2eI/AAAAAAAAEZc/hMFTFv8RXM8/s72-c/crepesandbeach-2137-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Portland, ME, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>43.661471 -70.2553259</georss:point><georss:box>43.5372865 -70.4887854 43.7856555 -70.02186640000001</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-7992052670882123213</id><published>2010-05-25T18:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T17:02:14.974-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ferry Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scarborough Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Fresh Eyes in a Familiar Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wsrT3sf9I/AAAAAAAAEZQ/V5gHFS_29_w/s1600/Ferrybeach-2267.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wsrT3sf9I/AAAAAAAAEZQ/V5gHFS_29_w/s400/Ferrybeach-2267.jpg" border="0" height="400" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I think this may be the same rowboat I photographed on this beach when I was in college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lately I've been thinking about familiar places, and how to see them with fresh eyes. Have you ever tried taking your camera for a walk around places that maybe you see everyday, or roads you have been on all your life? It's a great exercise in forcing yourself to see the familiar with a renewed freshness, and find something interesting. It's not always easy, but it's definitely fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wsqPFpsTI/AAAAAAAAEZM/QQ9b-J-FWF0/s1600/Ferrybeach-2262.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wsqPFpsTI/AAAAAAAAEZM/QQ9b-J-FWF0/s400/Ferrybeach-2262.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;This funny dog almost seemed to be posing for my camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The other side of that scenario is warning against always photographing the same things, the same places. Going to a place just because it is familiar can often prevent you from growing creatively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wnckkU13I/AAAAAAAAEY8/moqmOHbMzM4/s1600/Ferrybeach-4383-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wnckkU13I/AAAAAAAAEY8/moqmOHbMzM4/s400/Ferrybeach-4383-2.jpg" border="0" height="400" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I took several frames of this fence, adjusting my focus in different areas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have this beach I love, have loved all my life. I've been going there since I was in diapers, would long for it whenever I was spending time outside of Maine, and I return to it now with my camera looking for new things and wanting to feel the sand between my toes. You'd think 38 years of going to this beach and I would feel like I have photographed it all I can, but I know I will never feel that way. There are things that have been there all my life, but still each time I go the light is different, the tides shifting, the land even taking on a different shape. I find something to photograph EVERY time I go. I never go with any agenda or expectation other than to find what strikes me. Sure enough, I am drawn to something different on each visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wm3HSd-pI/AAAAAAAAEY4/jiuRLxBxqLM/s1600/Ferrybeach-15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wm3HSd-pI/AAAAAAAAEY4/jiuRLxBxqLM/s400/Ferrybeach-15.jpg" border="0" height="267" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I loved the color of the grass against that sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have fixated on fence posts, dune grass, my freshly polished toes, lobster boats, wet rocks, and the most recent visit I spent a lot of time photographing on orange buoy in the water. I go there when I get a new piece of equipment, want to experiment with a lens, or just want to see where the light is at certain times of the day &amp;amp; year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these images were taken at my favorite beach in the whole wide world - Ferry Beach - all under different conditions with varying equipment. I am always looking for things like light, texture, and how different colors look next to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wnfsYvLkI/AAAAAAAAEZA/bTrRL4SRN8c/s1600/Ferrybeach-4389.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wnfsYvLkI/AAAAAAAAEZA/bTrRL4SRN8c/s400/Ferrybeach-4389.jpg" border="0" height="267" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Not every shot at the beach has to include sand or water :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wsm2t64sI/AAAAAAAAEZI/EH9eYvln7jQ/s1600/Ferrybeach-2243.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wsm2t64sI/AAAAAAAAEZI/EH9eYvln7jQ/s400/Ferrybeach-2243.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;On an overcast day I spent my visit photographing the textures of the wood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wmxSFHaAI/AAAAAAAAEYw/31SsS6iC7uo/s1600/Ferrybeach-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wmxSFHaAI/AAAAAAAAEYw/31SsS6iC7uo/s400/Ferrybeach-7.jpg" border="0" height="267" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I was surprised to see this assortment of colors together at the beach. That red is from trees on the golf course behind the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wmzLEqy5I/AAAAAAAAEY0/yIrgQoYCQqA/s1600/Ferrybeach-8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wmzLEqy5I/AAAAAAAAEY0/yIrgQoYCQqA/s400/Ferrybeach-8.jpg" border="0" height="267" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;The favored rusty and worn fence around the dunes that I love to capture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wwcvRYksI/AAAAAAAAEZU/6hscFrnwnKs/s1600/crepesandbeach-2254.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wwcvRYksI/AAAAAAAAEZU/6hscFrnwnKs/s400/crepesandbeach-2254.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;It's best to leave the shoes behind whenever possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;It's interesting how a beach can have really bright colors one day, and look really flat the next. When the sun isn't shining, it almost looks as if all the colors were chosen from the same palette. What kinds of things do you notice when you look at a familiar place with fresh eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-7992052670882123213?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/7992052670882123213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=7992052670882123213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/7992052670882123213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/7992052670882123213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/05/fresh-eyes-in-familiar-place.html' title='Fresh Eyes in a Familiar Place'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_wsrT3sf9I/AAAAAAAAEZQ/V5gHFS_29_w/s72-c/Ferrybeach-2267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-6139158740725299200</id><published>2010-05-21T10:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:42:17.997-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gluten-free food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gluten-Free bakeries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bob&apos;s Red Mill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wildflours Gluten-Free Market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunswick ME'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Safety in Numbers</title><content type='html'>In honor of Celiac Awareness month, I am posting a photo that brings someone like me great comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_aWaJy-vsI/AAAAAAAAEYs/k8GQ1c5BrUk/s1600/Wildflours521-0507.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_aWaJy-vsI/AAAAAAAAEYs/k8GQ1c5BrUk/s400/Wildflours521-0507.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this photo at one of my favorite gluten-free establishments - &lt;a href="http://wildflours.com/"&gt;Wildflours&lt;/a&gt; in Brunswick, Maine. The first time I went into her store and turned to see this shelf I remember feeling overwhelmed and then comforted in a matter of seconds. For someone navigating the gluten-free life, seeing all of these products reminded me there were still plenty of options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a common food ingredient makes you sick, and you find a place where EVERYTHING is safe for you to eat, the word comfort doesn't even come close to how you really feel. It's much more than that. And, &lt;a href="http://www.bobsredmill.com/"&gt;Bob's Red Mill&lt;/a&gt; is one of those companies making safe things for so many of us to eat. Big shout out to companies like Bob's and Wildflours for making life better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this &lt;a href="http://www.bobsredmill.com/blog/2010/05/01/wheat-free-peanut-butter-granola-bars/"&gt;yummy thing&lt;/a&gt; yesterday, and feel the need to share. I think I have found a favorite new snack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-6139158740725299200?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/6139158740725299200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=6139158740725299200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6139158740725299200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6139158740725299200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/05/single-photo-friday-safety-in-numbers.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Safety in Numbers'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S_aWaJy-vsI/AAAAAAAAEYs/k8GQ1c5BrUk/s72-c/Wildflours521-0507.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-9005335363634835330</id><published>2010-05-14T12:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:20:11.836-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ferry Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scarborough Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Favorite Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S-15yysMjOI/AAAAAAAAEYQ/xQ6h5F6bDNI/s400/crepesandbeach-2310.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Boat on Ferry Beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I took a walk on my favorite beach in the whole wide world. This is what I came home with. Oh, and I also came home with a feeling of calm and happiness that I rely on this beach to deliver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really needed was a technology break, and I got that and more. This beach and are like best friends. A best friend I have to share with loads of other people. It was nice to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a favorite place that feels like an old friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-9005335363634835330?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/9005335363634835330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=9005335363634835330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/9005335363634835330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/9005335363634835330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/05/single-photo-friday-favorite-place.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Favorite Place'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S-15yysMjOI/AAAAAAAAEYQ/xQ6h5F6bDNI/s72-c/crepesandbeach-2310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-3338547752417057972</id><published>2010-05-07T12:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:20:41.273-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tourists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Smiles</title><content type='html'>Oh man, it's Friday already, and you know what that means: Single Photo Friday! Only I've had kind of a crazy week and haven't given an ounce of thought to what kind of photo I should share today. Hmmmm... what kind of a mood am I in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had a reminder today how important positive people are in our lives. I try very hard to surround myself with supportive people and a general positive outlook. I need to find a photo that reflects that, or one that makes me happy.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S-Q4rOScRrI/AAAAAAAAEYM/uHAdOblZqzo/s1600/tashiml-3748.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S-Q4rOScRrI/AAAAAAAAEYM/uHAdOblZqzo/s400/tashiml-3748.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Joe laughing @ Chowderhead's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, I do believe we have found a winner! How can you look at this face and not smile or crack up laughing?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thanks, Joe for brightening my day!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I get a dose of double happiness when I look at this photo, since it brings back memories of the visit that brought him to my doorstep. Two friends and a baby who left NYC last summer to hang out in my town and on my back porch and eat as much seafood as possible. So, I see this photo and remember the long weekend I shared with them laughing, smiling, EATING. I love how a photo is powerful enough to bring waves of memories rushing over you, creating instant happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Really good stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-3338547752417057972?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/3338547752417057972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=3338547752417057972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/3338547752417057972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/3338547752417057972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/05/single-photo-friday-smiles.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Smiles'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S-Q4rOScRrI/AAAAAAAAEYM/uHAdOblZqzo/s72-c/tashiml-3748.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-584138174401626665</id><published>2010-04-30T10:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T10:53:24.208-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sebago Lake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diners'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S9rsEm6kwUI/AAAAAAAAEYI/oLtINhLQibA/s400/bike-1972.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Getting back on the road after a brunch stop on Sebago Lake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to warm weather, friends! The Weekend Warrior and I hit the road this past weekend on our bike. It was an awesome first ride of the season, and remains on my mind as I sit in front of my computer on this sunny Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kinds of outdoor things do you have planned for the weekend? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-584138174401626665?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/584138174401626665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=584138174401626665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/584138174401626665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/584138174401626665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/04/single-photo-friday-ride.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Ride'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S9rsEm6kwUI/AAAAAAAAEYI/oLtINhLQibA/s72-c/bike-1972.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-4512698563292366559</id><published>2010-04-23T06:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T06:27:48.511-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lensbaby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Maine'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Wear and Tear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S9FxFEuOcfI/AAAAAAAAEYE/9CjpTHXU8F0/s400/_DSF4916.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Wharf wall in Portland's Waterfront.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday! This week I'm digging this shot of peeling paint on a wall in Portland's waterfront, taken with a lensbaby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting how when buildings age like this they take on a beauty all their own. If only we had the same deal as humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-4512698563292366559?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/4512698563292366559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=4512698563292366559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/4512698563292366559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/4512698563292366559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/04/single-photo-friday-wear-and-tear.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Wear and Tear'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S9FxFEuOcfI/AAAAAAAAEYE/9CjpTHXU8F0/s72-c/_DSF4916.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-280817101635954844</id><published>2010-04-16T11:56:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:21:15.174-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gluten-free food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Local 188'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single Photo Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Maine'/><title type='text'>Single Photo Friday:: Brunch!</title><content type='html'>Welcome to a new adventure on this here bloggity blog. A little thing I'm calling 'Single Photo Friday.' Not photos of single people (though that is a possibility), just a single photo I like. No big thing. Check back every Friday and see what it is my mind likes from week to week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, please feel free to leave comments. I love hearing from any and all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have been hungry when I picked this one :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8iLO49NyeI/AAAAAAAAEYA/WrlHudjaKHQ/s1600/WBTRS-0017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8iLO49NyeI/AAAAAAAAEYA/WrlHudjaKHQ/s400/WBTRS-0017.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Delicious Brunch @ &lt;a href="http://local188.com/"&gt;Local 188&lt;/a&gt; in Portland, Maine&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-280817101635954844?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/280817101635954844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=280817101635954844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/280817101635954844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/280817101635954844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/04/single-photo-friday-brunch.html' title='Single Photo Friday:: Brunch!'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8iLO49NyeI/AAAAAAAAEYA/WrlHudjaKHQ/s72-c/WBTRS-0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-6543766547776581301</id><published>2010-04-14T15:26:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:21:52.872-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scarborough Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>LIFE :: in Black &amp; White</title><content type='html'>I photograph life. Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I may photograph your life, your business, or just my own everyday life. It is my simple goal to actually make images that have LIFE in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a small sample of some past moments I have collected of my own life. Some of them are old scans, and all from my Black &amp;amp; White film days, so please forgive the quality... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YPlMpo36I/AAAAAAAAEXQ/fZGlt2Y8idc/s1600/rebuildingpontiac+crop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YPlMpo36I/AAAAAAAAEXQ/fZGlt2Y8idc/s400/rebuildingpontiac+crop.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The Weekend Warrior, before he was truly my warrior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YQos_eu-I/AAAAAAAAEXg/N7xUcwToOyw/s1600/021A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YQos_eu-I/AAAAAAAAEXg/N7xUcwToOyw/s400/021A.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Family Reunion (Mom's side) in Virgina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YQpTwsm3I/AAAAAAAAEXk/-1RgvcAY3rs/s1600/030A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YQpTwsm3I/AAAAAAAAEXk/-1RgvcAY3rs/s400/030A.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Family (Dad's side) cooling off in Pittsburgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YQqc7sDgI/AAAAAAAAEXo/JbQqeRIwl_I/s1600/wreslte2+sum07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YQqc7sDgI/AAAAAAAAEXo/JbQqeRIwl_I/s400/wreslte2+sum07.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Family Pig Pile in Maine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YQK1e5uPI/AAAAAAAAEXU/wvHpBi-ZxsY/s1600/Avacado.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YQK1e5uPI/AAAAAAAAEXU/wvHpBi-ZxsY/s400/Avacado.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Friends at an Avocado Party in Bowdoinham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YQLiZEX7I/AAAAAAAAEXY/Tnk-PkkrXRA/s1600/never+still.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YQLiZEX7I/AAAAAAAAEXY/Tnk-PkkrXRA/s400/never+still.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My Nephew on any given day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YQMZjky9I/AAAAAAAAEXc/nC60nS2nfVs/s1600/powerwash.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YQMZjky9I/AAAAAAAAEXc/nC60nS2nfVs/s400/powerwash.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Weekend Warrior and his brother power washing the deck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YTY0HlxmI/AAAAAAAAEXs/afaVJzXKg80/s1600/testing+the+waters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YTY0HlxmI/AAAAAAAAEXs/afaVJzXKg80/s400/testing+the+waters.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Nephew testing the waters. My bro and Weekend Warrior try to encourage him into the pool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YPOlS4YbI/AAAAAAAAEXM/AZgpQi7X_jE/s1600/mom&amp;amp;max.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YPOlS4YbI/AAAAAAAAEXM/AZgpQi7X_jE/s400/mom&amp;amp;max.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My mom (Jamma) and Nephew (Max). Hard to believe he's now 7!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YVU1BSPcI/AAAAAAAAEXw/o3DsXNuzUuU/s1600/first+haircut.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YVU1BSPcI/AAAAAAAAEXw/o3DsXNuzUuU/s400/first+haircut.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Max's first Haircut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YVVQ34-UI/AAAAAAAAEX0/uzTGX3E0e-w/s1600/maxhands.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YVVQ34-UI/AAAAAAAAEX0/uzTGX3E0e-w/s400/maxhands.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Max shows me that his Dora gummies are all gone. I like how his hands are shadowed on his shirt, in a similar way to the graphic on his t-shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YVWIxcduI/AAAAAAAAEX4/Y2xqgMiq4NE/s1600/overheating.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YVWIxcduI/AAAAAAAAEX4/Y2xqgMiq4NE/s400/overheating.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Weekend Warrior in full warrior mode, and needing a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;That was kind of a fun jaunt down memory lane, photographically speaking. These are the kinds of things I capture because I like to bring my camera almost everywhere.&amp;nbsp; I think after all these years it's paying off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-6543766547776581301?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/6543766547776581301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=6543766547776581301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6543766547776581301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6543766547776581301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-in-black-white.html' title='LIFE :: in Black &amp; White'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S8YPlMpo36I/AAAAAAAAEXQ/fZGlt2Y8idc/s72-c/rebuildingpontiac+crop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-1085406921262125619</id><published>2010-04-07T10:34:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:22:37.809-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scarborough Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><title type='text'>Moved by Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>There's just something about cupcakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S7yYhYit2vI/AAAAAAAAEWc/qgWoag5ck4w/s1600/maxcupcake-1711.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457404547757366002" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S7yYhYit2vI/AAAAAAAAEWc/qgWoag5ck4w/s400/maxcupcake-1711.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes everyone happy. This Gluten-free photog never really gets to eat them (unless I make my own... and these cupcakes inspired me to do just that), but I love to photograph them. Especially when they are served at my nephew's 7th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S7ycs6SZKFI/AAAAAAAAEWs/5IYCikFf5DA/s1600/maxbday-1714.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457409143840778322" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S7ycs6SZKFI/AAAAAAAAEWs/5IYCikFf5DA/s400/maxbday-1714.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, there were craft projects to work on. The neph made me a fantastic purple bookmark with foam swirlies covered in glitter during craft time at his party. Then there was a game of Twister which seemed to be something this group was not quite ready to grasp. Funny for the rest of us, though. And of course, blowing out the candles and making a wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S7yYhO8QMAI/AAAAAAAAEWU/wTMgMF3zCuc/s1600/maxbday-1784.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457404545180119042" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S7yYhO8QMAI/AAAAAAAAEWU/wTMgMF3zCuc/s400/maxbday-1784.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 266px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the kids od'd on sugar, there was dancing to be had. I photographed their legs as they twirled and jumped and shook the house. This one of the red stockings was my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S7yYhnAKqdI/AAAAAAAAEWk/WnKcm6_nVH0/s1600/maxbday-1748.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457404551638985170" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S7yYhnAKqdI/AAAAAAAAEWk/WnKcm6_nVH0/s400/maxbday-1748.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how inspiration can come from the most unexpected places. I found myself inspired at my nephew's 7th birthday party, first by the cupcakes, then by all the fun they had doing crafts and laughing and dancing and just... well, just being kids. A few days later I bought a Gluten-free cupcake mix and while I was frosting them all I could think about was how much fun it is to frost cupcakes! And why did I forget that along the way? Or have I just never really done it that much? I'm not sure. But I was kind of digging how one event inspires an action which triggers a feeling and can just keep going from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because of a few cupcakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-1085406921262125619?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/1085406921262125619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=1085406921262125619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/1085406921262125619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/1085406921262125619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/04/moved-by-cupcakes.html' title='Moved by Cupcakes'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S7yYhYit2vI/AAAAAAAAEWc/qgWoag5ck4w/s72-c/maxcupcake-1711.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-5712585063803910085</id><published>2010-03-09T11:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T11:17:58.548-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tony Calarco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scott Mullenberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reggie Hodges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liquid Creative Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mullenberg Designs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9520475&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9520475&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/9520475"&gt;mullenberg designs-portfolio design studio&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1921969"&gt;lcm=liquidcreativemedia&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-5712585063803910085?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/5712585063803910085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=5712585063803910085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/5712585063803910085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/5712585063803910085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/03/mullenberg-designs-portfolio-design.html' title=''/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-1631331498736982506</id><published>2010-03-06T15:24:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T11:19:16.928-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mad Horse Theater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scott Mullenberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liquid Creative Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative Pathways Preschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mullenberg Designs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mad Gab&apos;s Inc.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Maine'/><title type='text'>Local Plug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S5LGacmuLiI/AAAAAAAAEU4/GVQ4iCFopx8/s1600-h/TJRshoot1-0471-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S5LGacmuLiI/AAAAAAAAEU4/GVQ4iCFopx8/s400/TJRshoot1-0471-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445633057101852194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Scott Mullenberg of &lt;a href="http://www.mullenbergdesigns.com/"&gt;Mullenberg Designs&lt;/a&gt; in his studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a big fan of collaboration and cross-promotion. I have worked with some amazing people in the past years, which has proven to be mutually beneficial in every case. For me, building community is important as I build my brand. I will share your links, retweet your tweets, tell people amazing things about you. I'm honestly better at promoting others than I am at promoting myself. I'm a work in progress, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S5K6sGCF3wI/AAAAAAAAEUg/4hOrRomkv0E/s1600-h/TJRshoot1-0456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S5K6sGCF3wI/AAAAAAAAEUg/4hOrRomkv0E/s400/TJRshoot1-0456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445620166140747522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I get a high of sorts whenever I work with other creative types and small business owners, and I want to tell everyone how great they are. I want people to buy their products. I want them to be successful. I want them to be important parts of my community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S5LGto_E2gI/AAAAAAAAEVA/7QedJxt5GOY/s1600-h/TJRshoot1-0398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S5LGto_E2gI/AAAAAAAAEVA/7QedJxt5GOY/s400/TJRshoot1-0398.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445633386842741250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People let me into their lives and I get to witness things that perhaps other people don't see. But I'm there with a camera, so I'm recording evidence that will be shared with pieces of the world. Still, photos don't tell every story. They can tell a lot, but there are still some secrets that remain. I often use my big mouth or the computer's keyboard to tell more of the story, to let people know how great someone's product might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S5LGt_SuAGI/AAAAAAAAEVI/y1vRmE9RTaA/s1600-h/TJRshoot1-0399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S5LGt_SuAGI/AAAAAAAAEVI/y1vRmE9RTaA/s400/TJRshoot1-0399.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445633392830709858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mullenbergdesigns.com/"&gt;Scott Mullenberg&lt;/a&gt; has a studio in an old mill in Biddeford, Maine. He makes amazing portfolio books, and has clients all over the country who have pushed their careers to the next level by having their work displayed in one of his original pieces. I will post a video soon that was made in collaboration with Liquid Creative media (you may remember them from &lt;a href="http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/01/rinse-and-repeat.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this year I photographed Gabrielle Melchionda, owner of &lt;a href="http://www.madgabs.com/"&gt;Mad Gab's, Inc.&lt;/a&gt; They are small company in another old mill in Maine manufacturing the world's best natural lip balm. That's my opinion, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently did the photography and the website work for a local art-based preschool called&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.creativepathwayspreschool.com/"&gt;Creative Pathways&lt;/a&gt; - a gem in the Portland landscape, so if you have a creative child and need a great preschool, this could be the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I spent time at a local theater company called &lt;a href="http://www.madhorse.com/"&gt;Mad Horse Theater&lt;/a&gt; photographing what will become the poster and promotional pieces for the next production. I laughed the majority of the time I was there, and the entire time I edited the photos today. I can't wait to put some of those photos on this here bloggity blog. I hope to do a post with info about times/dates to help them get even more people to come see their amazing production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S5LG5VfcRUI/AAAAAAAAEVQ/R-fcHfdgXTw/s1600-h/TJRshoot1-0404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S5LG5VfcRUI/AAAAAAAAEVQ/R-fcHfdgXTw/s400/TJRshoot1-0404.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445633587768214850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while it may be a bit of a flaw that I still don't promote myself quite enough, I find that building these relationships and sharing their info with others is often what I love to do. I am confident that I will be given the chance to work with each one of these fabulous businesses again in the future, and I welcome that opportunity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S5K6r-JXdxI/AAAAAAAAEUY/mXrothOg3fw/s1600-h/TJRshoot1-0404-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-1631331498736982506?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/1631331498736982506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=1631331498736982506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/1631331498736982506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/1631331498736982506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/03/local-plug.html' title='Local Plug'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S5LGacmuLiI/AAAAAAAAEU4/GVQ4iCFopx8/s72-c/TJRshoot1-0471-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-2542284910732641818</id><published>2010-02-26T16:56:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T09:56:17.029-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ferry Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Landscapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Maine'/><title type='text'>A Strong Filter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S4hOM1xuE8I/AAAAAAAAETk/HJ-3KXpDQa0/s1600-h/186885B-R1-E004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S4hOM1xuE8I/AAAAAAAAETk/HJ-3KXpDQa0/s400/186885B-R1-E004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442686132178260930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my favorite gems of a thinking place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling both inspired and frustrated at the same time, and I can't quite figure out why. There is one side that feels great and like new things are taking shape and positive steps are being taken, while the other side feels like nothing is happening and things aren't going my way and I don't know what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I tell myself this all part of the process. "The Process" can be defined in so many different ways, but I think for me these feelings come about every few months. I hit a bit of a wall and the self doubt shadow follows me around for a couple of days, like an imaginary friend who's not really friendly. But, these moments always lead to another break, another step forward, another chance to take things to the next level. SO, I just have to remind myself that I almost need to go through these times to get to the better stuff. Sometimes, it's just simply Life Lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also a matter of learning to filter what works and what doesn't. There are so many people out there dispensing advice, but not all of it fits into what might work for you. Or for me. At times, it can seem like information overload. We all need to learn to filter the good from the bad. One of the amazing speakers at &lt;a href="http://waltervandusenblog.com///2009/09/21/mystic-5-wedding-photography-seminars-and-gathering/"&gt;Mystic 5&lt;/a&gt; cautioned us all not to "drink the Kool-Aid." Which made me laugh, then think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the strong filter is essential as a photographer, as a creative type, as a human just trying to get by. I usually walk around with an open heart and mind, and try to take in as much as possible. Later I have to remind myself to take in only what I want, only what will work for me. And then move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only advice - don't filter so much that you miss the gems when they appear in front of you. They can often show up in unexpected ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-2542284910732641818?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/2542284910732641818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=2542284910732641818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2542284910732641818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2542284910732641818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/02/strong-filter.html' title='A Strong Filter'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S4hOM1xuE8I/AAAAAAAAETk/HJ-3KXpDQa0/s72-c/186885B-R1-E004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-3681220622520609484</id><published>2010-02-03T11:07:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:26:22.765-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kate Aiello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><title type='text'>And, OH Yeah....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2mfXgaOuWI/AAAAAAAAETM/GpfWfdcSJTc/s1600-h/jbeedleRGB.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434049651584973154" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2mfXgaOuWI/AAAAAAAAETM/GpfWfdcSJTc/s400/jbeedleRGB.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 226px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an awesome new logo! So, some things are gonna change around here. Brace yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-3681220622520609484?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/3681220622520609484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=3681220622520609484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/3681220622520609484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/3681220622520609484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-oh-yeah.html' title='And, OH Yeah....'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2mfXgaOuWI/AAAAAAAAETM/GpfWfdcSJTc/s72-c/jbeedleRGB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-675009177435842753</id><published>2010-02-03T10:32:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:28:07.543-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diana Lens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ferry Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Landscapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><title type='text'>The 5Year Mark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2mehv3vZ-I/AAAAAAAAES8/bnyrAWWA23w/s1600-h/Dianlens-0806.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434048728022345698" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2mehv3vZ-I/AAAAAAAAES8/bnyrAWWA23w/s400/Dianlens-0806.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Showing love to Ferry Beach with my {Dreamy} Diana lens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2mehv3vZ-I/AAAAAAAAES8/bnyrAWWA23w/s1600-h/Dianlens-0806.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday marked 5 years since my father's passing. I realize that may be a bit personal to talk about on a blog that is linked to my business, but we all have our stories and that info is part of mine. I feel like this a place where I get to share my work along with my stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to honor him in some way every year on Feb. 2. One year I went to Busch Gardens and rode roller coasters all weekend with the Weekend Warrior, one year I cut off all my hair and donated it to &lt;a href="http://hair.lovetoknow.com/Donating_Hair_for_Cancer_Victims"&gt;Locks of Love&lt;/a&gt;, this year I took a day for myself to enjoy a few simple things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2mXRELSJQI/AAAAAAAAES0/kXY6NJ8ztM8/s1600-h/Dianlens-0771.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434040744833852674" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2mXRELSJQI/AAAAAAAAES0/kXY6NJ8ztM8/s400/Dianlens-0771.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered myself a photo book by National Geographic and another on the American Family. NatGeo was a magazine my dad always loved (and kept stacks of them in our house growing up), filled with photos I aspired to take. I took my camera and my new {Dreamy} Diana lens to my favorite beach and walked and photographed. Later, my family and I had dinner at a local chain restaurant that has Gluten-free options and animals hanging on the walls that talk every so often. This was really more for my nephew than the rest of us, but the being together part was what mattered. I topped off the night with 3 hours of LOST because I'm a nut and dying to see how the final season wraps up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2mXQxkpyjI/AAAAAAAAESs/FZwYzwumFdQ/s1600-h/Dianlens-0778.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434040739839986226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2mXQxkpyjI/AAAAAAAAESs/FZwYzwumFdQ/s400/Dianlens-0778.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 265px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last piece was really just for me, and not so much about my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest however, made me think of him in good ways all day. His support in my photography endeavors was unwavering. So, it helps me to spend time working on and loving my craft in his absence, because I think of him often. Every once in awhile I might snap a photo just for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2mXQnq_6KI/AAAAAAAAESk/ZUMgqBnNUi4/s1600-h/Dianlens-0770.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434040737182247074" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2mXQnq_6KI/AAAAAAAAESk/ZUMgqBnNUi4/s400/Dianlens-0770.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday my choice was to play with my new Diana Lens - a plastic lens with a price tag around $60 and a dreamy look that could go for miles. Crisp focus is not likely to happen, but I have to say it was a bundle of fun. And always nice to step away from your normal way of doing things and mix it up a bit. One of the things that blew me away was how incredibly blue my skies were. Amazing what a piece of plastic can capture! Seriously. Please try adding something plastic/toy/fun to your camera arsenal. You will be so glad you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2meh6OtYKI/AAAAAAAAETE/yuKW9zY_LvQ/s1600-h/Dianlens-0797.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434048730803036322" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2meh6OtYKI/AAAAAAAAETE/yuKW9zY_LvQ/s400/Dianlens-0797.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 265px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-675009177435842753?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/675009177435842753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=675009177435842753' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/675009177435842753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/675009177435842753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/02/5year-mark.html' title='The 5Year Mark'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2mehv3vZ-I/AAAAAAAAES8/bnyrAWWA23w/s72-c/Dianlens-0806.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-4030592621742937148</id><published>2010-01-26T12:54:00.021-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T17:10:50.514-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tony Calarco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liquid Creative Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reggie Hodges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casey McDougal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><title type='text'>Rinse and Repeat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S18s5674kQI/AAAAAAAAER8/eCi6EoVx9F8/s1600-h/TJRshoot1-0359-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431109049216700674" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S18s5674kQI/AAAAAAAAER8/eCi6EoVx9F8/s400/TJRshoot1-0359-2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I hung out on a &lt;a href="http://snugharborfarm.blogspot.com/"&gt;farm&lt;/a&gt; in the snow with an actress, a photographer and a videographer. Oh, and the the &lt;a href="http://www.liquidcreativemedia.com/"&gt;two camera guys&lt;/a&gt; are also musicians, but maybe that's not important right now. We joined forces, in the name of creative collaboration, cross promotion, and style enhancement. Working in collaboration, and seeing what our talents can produce. I think I am in love with working this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2BJJvA7chI/AAAAAAAAESc/QRNbD--qDtQ/s1600-h/TJRshoot1-0331-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431421582196830738" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2BJJvA7chI/AAAAAAAAESc/QRNbD--qDtQ/s400/TJRshoot1-0331-2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, creative types can truly benefit by stepping out of their studios or even away from their egos, and sharing with each other. It's easy to get wrapped up in our projects and forget that. But every time I work with others I come away jazzed up and ready to roll. I know I am not alone in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2BJJXun03I/AAAAAAAAESU/_twRWK9zwjU/s1600-h/TJRshoot1-0303-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431421575946031986" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2BJJXun03I/AAAAAAAAESU/_twRWK9zwjU/s400/TJRshoot1-0303-2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the many things I learned while at &lt;a href="http://waltervandusenblog.com///2009/09/21/mystic-5-wedding-photography-seminars-and-gathering/"&gt;Mystic5&lt;/a&gt; was the concept of Lather, Rinse, Repeat (not just for clean hair, apparently!) In photo terms it can be worded as Shoot, Learn, Go out and do it again. And again. And again.... You get the idea. And since this early January 3 day seminar ended, I have seen that concept repeated all over the place - on blogs, twitter, Facebook, etc., and not by people who were at the Mystic5 seminar. People everywhere seem to know this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, go out and try it. Figure out what worked and what didn't. Go out and try again. And do that over and over, as often as possible. There has to be some mathematical formula out there that tells us this is the only way to get better and better at what we do. I'm not a math person, so I wouldn't know the name of such thing, other than persistence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2BE_iy1ZVI/AAAAAAAAESM/QqCgcDbnqEs/s1600-h/TJRshoot1-0323-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431417009071285586" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S2BE_iy1ZVI/AAAAAAAAESM/QqCgcDbnqEs/s400/TJRshoot1-0323-2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, allow me to introduce &lt;a href="http://www.caseymcdougal.com/index.html"&gt;Casey McDougal&lt;/a&gt;, SAG actress, Vegan, and all around fun person. She has to go through the Lather, Rinse, Repeat process all the time as well. No one is going to find her if she doesn't audition, and she's never going to improve if she doesn't keep at it, and learn from those around her, and then head out the door the next day to do it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something incredibly exciting about this concept. Every chance you go out and work on your craft is a chance to learn, to grow, to take yourself to the next level. And isn't that so much better than feeling stuck or working the same way day in, day out? Even the most seasoned rockstar-esque professional has to do this or else they too will get stale, and will watch as their colleagues pass them by. It's one of those things that reminds me at times that our possibilities are endless. I will continually shoot, learn, and head out my door yet again, and still not know all there is to know. There are so many directions I will be able to go. All of us have this chance, should we wish to take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two musician guys and I had two more shoots together that weekend. Each one just as rewarding as the last, each one another step in the direction of  building ourselves as individuals and a team. There will be more info coming soon on these collaborations, so please stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't step away from the computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-4030592621742937148?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/4030592621742937148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=4030592621742937148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/4030592621742937148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/4030592621742937148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/01/rinse-and-repeat.html' title='Rinse and Repeat'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S18s5674kQI/AAAAAAAAER8/eCi6EoVx9F8/s72-c/TJRshoot1-0359-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-3059570661312062860</id><published>2010-01-14T14:27:00.032-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T18:13:17.308-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ithaca College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brookline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New England Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Massachuesetts Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>The Power of Photos:: Jen &amp; Jeremy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S09z2MH48LI/AAAAAAAAEQE/b1KISrJ2w0Q/s1600-h/jenjeremy-5795.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426683450809184434" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S09z2MH48LI/AAAAAAAAEQE/b1KISrJ2w0Q/s400/jenjeremy-5795.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Love this moment of them laughing during their ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Jeremy called me the other day. I photographed his wedding this fall, but our friendship goes back to our Ithaca College days. He wanted to tell me about his recent visit with his grandmother. She's in a nursing home, and from what I understand, she is mostly unresponsive during their visits. This time was different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S1X1gRyLvLI/AAAAAAAAERc/oKUQxycRcKk/s1600-h/jenjeremy-6188.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428514860743507122" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S1X1gRyLvLI/AAAAAAAAERc/oKUQxycRcKk/s400/jenjeremy-6188.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 266px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Woot! Officially Married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S094JlAIgnI/AAAAAAAAEQc/rpnYVqwTooQ/s1600-h/jenjeremy-6341.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426688181951562354" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S094JlAIgnI/AAAAAAAAEQc/rpnYVqwTooQ/s400/jenjeremy-6341.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;How cute are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They showed her photos from the wedding, the family event she was unable to attend, and watched her become more alert and responsive. The simple act of looking at photos brought a smile to her face and made her interact more with her family. He told me it was probably the best visit he's had with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S1X1f-Z_LOI/AAAAAAAAERM/grw8XxcC1aQ/s1600-h/jenjeremy-5732.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428514855541746914" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S1X1f-Z_LOI/AAAAAAAAERM/grw8XxcC1aQ/s400/jenjeremy-5732.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;The hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S1X1gE_jspI/AAAAAAAAERU/g4euxdh73mw/s1600-h/jenjeremy-6066.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428514857309942418" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S1X1gE_jspI/AAAAAAAAERU/g4euxdh73mw/s400/jenjeremy-6066.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;The dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S092Vi7oM-I/AAAAAAAAEQM/Xr88XpaMgig/s1600-h/jenjeremy-6069.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426686188530971618" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S092Vi7oM-I/AAAAAAAAEQM/Xr88XpaMgig/s400/jenjeremy-6069.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 266px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;The last minute phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S092WBZznHI/AAAAAAAAEQU/jsDvRutu3A8/s1600-h/jenjeremy-6083.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426686196710612082" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S092WBZznHI/AAAAAAAAEQU/jsDvRutu3A8/s400/jenjeremy-6083.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Hair officially approved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S1C51zbuN_I/AAAAAAAAEQ0/wuPy3k06a3Y/s1600-h/jenjeremy-6098.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427041884972136434" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S1C51zbuN_I/AAAAAAAAEQ0/wuPy3k06a3Y/s400/jenjeremy-6098.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;The delicate task of getting everything on the dress done right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought you would like knowing that," he told me. His voice was charged with happiness and excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was right. I did like, DO like, actually LOVE to know those things. These kinds of stories are plentiful, and are always nice to hear. [Read my &lt;a href="http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/01/family-history-priceless.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; below for some more thoughts on how important family photos are.] His grandmother may not have been well enough to go to his wedding, but the the simple act of looking through photos of her loved ones brought her to a place she hadn't been in a long time. This is the power photography has: a power to bring joy and happiness in the most surprising ways at often the simplest of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S1C6V8BNJaI/AAAAAAAAERE/2MisPz6dSOY/s1600-h/jenjeremy-5862.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427042437032650146" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S1C6V8BNJaI/AAAAAAAAERE/2MisPz6dSOY/s400/jenjeremy-5862.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Fun, simple, and pretty table decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S095AjC4FFI/AAAAAAAAEQk/0jvgNjFmNNw/s1600-h/jenjeremy-6379.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426689126319002706" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S095AjC4FFI/AAAAAAAAEQk/0jvgNjFmNNw/s400/jenjeremy-6379.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Flip through pages of photographs, and relive old memories or create new ones. Pretty amazing stuff, isn't it? Yeah, I think so, too. I'm so glad he took the time to call me and share this. It's a good reminder for all of us that those albums full of photos don't need to collect dust. Take them out for you, your family, your friends, your new neighbors. Share and laugh in each other's moments, old and new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-3059570661312062860?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/3059570661312062860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=3059570661312062860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/3059570661312062860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/3059570661312062860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/01/power-of-photos-jen-jeremy.html' title='The Power of Photos:: Jen &amp; Jeremy'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S09z2MH48LI/AAAAAAAAEQE/b1KISrJ2w0Q/s72-c/jenjeremy-5795.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-2007432610608803997</id><published>2010-01-06T13:26:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:31:17.961-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystic Connecticut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Maine'/><title type='text'>Family History: Priceless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S0Tfn42NriI/AAAAAAAAEP8/int9c12d_p4/s1600-h/dadatbintliff+CROP.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423705727628586530" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S0Tfn42NriI/AAAAAAAAEP8/int9c12d_p4/s400/dadatbintliff+CROP.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 259px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Dad @ Bitliff's, some time in the 90's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fresh off a 3 day Wedding Photo seminar called &lt;a href="http://www.waltervandusen.com/blog//2009/09/21/mystic-5-wedding-photography-seminars-and-gathering/"&gt;Mystic5&lt;/a&gt;. I'm inspired, motivated and even overwhelmed. I am still decompressing, but my mind has some clear thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite quotes from one of the presenters, the amazing David Williams, is "&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Put your hand up if you have EVERY picture you want of the ones you love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one raised their hands.&lt;br /&gt;And every time I read it I literally get tears in my eyes. I think of my father. On Feb 2 it will be 5 years since he passed away from Mantle Cell Lymphoma. His death is still a very painful thing for me, and it certainly seems hard to believe I've been carrying this pain around for 5 years. But I remember that scramble to find photos of our family to share. That was my task. Logical, considering I'm a photographer. It was painful for me to realize how long it had been since he and I had been in a photo together. I found one from my wedding, the end of the night (we never did the father/daughter dance, sadly), on the dance floor we leaned in and smiled, my lips were bright red from the ring pop I had been eating.  It wasn't a great shot of either of us. And, it was 5 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last photo I took of my father was on Thanksgiving 2004. He was sick, but we didn't really know why yet. He sat on the floor leaning against the couch, because it was the only place he could get comfortable. My nephew had climbed up on the couch behind him and was rubbing has hand across the top of my father's head. He said something and my brother started laughing. I took the picture. My brother said "He just said your head is square!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all laughed. We have always teased my father about his square head. I have been accused of having one as well. No surprise there, since I look like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a great photo, but it's the last one I took of him so I remember that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is our families are part of our history, and photos help us keep track of that history. People really are losing sight of how important it is to record and keep these moments. Looking through a photo album is such an amazing and simple experience that gives people a lot of joy, yet we are starting to forget what that feels like. But our families and our stories are on those pages, and should not to be taken lightly. People need to remember what that feels like, and need to remember the value of images. Imagine if you are just starting your family, and you never take a single image off your hard drive. What would you do if your computer crashed and it was all lost? You could lose valuable family history. Your kids will grow up and never have those images of their childhood. Or worse, something could happen to you and your child may not be able to find a photo of the two of you together. Imagine how that would break their heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And technology is a fickle thing. What works today, may not tomorrow. Your DVD of images may not read or work on a computer in 5, 10 years. Again, family history lost. I am no longer allowing my business to operate as it has for the last year. I am restructuring what I offer and what I do. One of those items being that I can't, in good conscience, photograph families without getting albums made. Walking away with just a CD is not enough. Your family needs to be honored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yes, photography is an investment. But so is your family, your health, your happiness. All of these things matter. Everyone wants to find the cheapest &amp;amp; quickest way to do everything, but where does that get you? Usually, having to pay for the same thing all over again, either because something broke or you weren't happy with the quality. How many vacuum cleaners have you bought/ will you buy? My mother spent good money on a Kirby and used it for almost 40 years. She would have spent ten times the amount if she just kept buying the cheapest and first vacuum she found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a firm believer in what may seem expensive today, will be priceless tomorrow. If my family had  photos taken by someone like me back when I was a kid, you would not able to pry that album out of my hands today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And luckily for all of us, the painful Sears Portrait is not the standard these days. Photographers are doing amazing things that will tell YOUR story, and leave your mark in the family history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new year, a new decade. Maybe a good time for all of us to remember the value of quality and hard work. And to record our family history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-2007432610608803997?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/2007432610608803997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=2007432610608803997' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2007432610608803997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2007432610608803997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2010/01/family-history-priceless.html' title='Family History: Priceless'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/S0Tfn42NriI/AAAAAAAAEP8/int9c12d_p4/s72-c/dadatbintliff+CROP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-6183782233560611238</id><published>2009-12-24T18:06:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:31:55.335-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seasonal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Holiday Warmth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SzP3gzD1HfI/AAAAAAAAEP0/a_an2FbpyK8/s1600-h/xmas-0047.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418946919490985458" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SzP3gzD1HfI/AAAAAAAAEP0/a_an2FbpyK8/s400/xmas-0047.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;This year's wrapping scheme: recycled brown bags with accents of orange and turquoise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step aside, Martha Stewart. There's a new craft queen in town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get into Christmas. Every year has a color scheme with fun bows and crafty accents. My family will come over tomorrow and we will eat, laugh, and enjoy our day together.  Sweet Potato Cranberry soup is simmering on the stove, and cornbread (both gluten-free) is cooling as I write this. My sink has backed up and The Weekend Warrior is tearing things apart and trying to get everything in working order. Things are somewhat hectic, and yet the air is filled with yummy smells and happiness that can mean only one thing: Christmas is almost here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SzP2qX5BxSI/AAAAAAAAEPs/ODTktaOoDrg/s1600-h/xmas-0051.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418945984484984098" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SzP2qX5BxSI/AAAAAAAAEPs/ODTktaOoDrg/s400/xmas-0051.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SzP2bC6hhvI/AAAAAAAAEPk/C8ebgAjTVlA/s1600-h/xmas-0061.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418945721156077298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SzP2bC6hhvI/AAAAAAAAEPk/C8ebgAjTVlA/s400/xmas-0061.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;My mantle. Books are placed by the chimney with care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SzP2a8lca5I/AAAAAAAAEPc/pBdectU6IDo/s1600-h/xmas-0065.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418945719457049490" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SzP2a8lca5I/AAAAAAAAEPc/pBdectU6IDo/s400/xmas-0065.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SzP2avXk0GI/AAAAAAAAEPU/XcFpB7tElrc/s1600-h/xmas-0058.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418945715909218402" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SzP2avXk0GI/AAAAAAAAEPU/XcFpB7tElrc/s400/xmas-0058.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SzP0PYPst_I/AAAAAAAAEPE/sktHX0EMyjs/s1600-h/xmas-0068.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418943321700349938" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SzP0PYPst_I/AAAAAAAAEPE/sktHX0EMyjs/s400/xmas-0068.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 425px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 282px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter where you live, what you believe, or how you celebrate, I hope you all have a holiday season filled with love, laughter, creativity, and inspiration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-6183782233560611238?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/6183782233560611238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=6183782233560611238' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6183782233560611238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6183782233560611238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-warmth.html' title='Holiday Warmth'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SzP3gzD1HfI/AAAAAAAAEP0/a_an2FbpyK8/s72-c/xmas-0047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-6697612857543501400</id><published>2009-12-02T15:35:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T17:12:56.349-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tourists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bay Area'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Landscapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><title type='text'>Scaling Back: a Photographic Exercise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SxbQ4jAa3bI/AAAAAAAAEOs/kFZii9lBK9I/s1600-h/sanfran-8645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SxbQ4jAa3bI/AAAAAAAAEOs/kFZii9lBK9I/s400/sanfran-8645.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410741672220482994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Choppy waters just beyond the Golden Gate Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On November 4 I boarded a plane in Portland, Maine to cross the country and land in San Francisco. The family was congregating in the city that my youngest cousin now calls home, so we could all attend his wedding. I was beyond excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I was excited to finally get to see San Francisco, and that the Weekend Warrior was coming with me (knowing he would finally see the Golden Gate Bridge, which he seems to have a mild obsession with, was fueling my enthusiasm). This was the final wedding of my 2009 season, only this time I was going as a guest. No pressure on me, aside from the fact that I would be required to put some serious effort into my outfit, and (*GASP*) wear heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SxbQ4jqYZ-I/AAAAAAAAEO0/w-NtQeVCUtI/s1600-h/sanfran-8587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SxbQ4jqYZ-I/AAAAAAAAEO0/w-NtQeVCUtI/s400/sanfran-8587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410741672396482530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Walking around the streets of San Francisco made me really thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about how I would actually sit and eat an entire meal. I would hit the dance floor and dance for hours. I would hang out with my family, laughing and talking and watching my cousin have his moment. And I would get to see another photographer in action! I love to watch people who know their craft work, so this was something I was really looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it came time to pack my equipment. I wasn't responsible for a wedding or portraits or film stills, so perhaps I could really scale back. I could bring just what I'm comfortable carrying on me for hours. I could finally do something I've wanted to do for a long time: One camera body, and one lens. But not a zoom lens, that's almost cheating. A 50 mm, nothing else and see what I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SxbQTXV7OaI/AAAAAAAAEOM/a9OBSY87K0s/s1600-h/sanfran-8583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SxbQTXV7OaI/AAAAAAAAEOM/a9OBSY87K0s/s400/sanfran-8583.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410741033434298786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I loved how the sun was hitting this little building, begging me to take its picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my twenties, before the days of auto-focus and extra bells and whistles, I went everywhere with a Pentax K1000 and a 28mm lens. I got very used to shooting close to my subjects or making negative space work in my favor. Things are different now, to say the least, but the desire to scale down and simplify is still with me. Excessive gear doesn't mean much. The important thing is to be comfortable and skilled with the gear you do have. Bringing only a 50mm lens is an excellent exercise for any photographer. If the shot doesn't work you either find a way to make it work or you move on to the next thing that might. It's an exercise in finding new ways to see (or a reminder of how you used to see, before all the auto-focus zooms came into your life).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SxbQUGBmDFI/AAAAAAAAEOc/0r_kUu12r0o/s1600-h/sanfran-8597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SxbQUGBmDFI/AAAAAAAAEOc/0r_kUu12r0o/s400/sanfran-8597.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410741045965491282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Down at Fisherman's Wharf, in what I called 'Crab Alley'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SxbQTkoMaII/AAAAAAAAEOU/kg0dbTSZtfg/s1600-h/sanfran-8590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SxbQTkoMaII/AAAAAAAAEOU/kg0dbTSZtfg/s400/sanfran-8590.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410741037000583298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The end of Larkin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, it's a very compact and light lens making all day excursions with a camera around your shoulder much easier, especially when renting bikes. All of the photos in this post were taken on that trip, with a 50mm f1.4 lens. I'm looking forward to the next chance I get to stretch my photo brain like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SxbQ4jqYZ-I/AAAAAAAAEO0/w-NtQeVCUtI/s1600-h/sanfran-8587.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SxbQSwmfkiI/AAAAAAAAEOE/qFIixn_q7eU/s1600-h/sanfran-8562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SxbQSwmfkiI/AAAAAAAAEOE/qFIixn_q7eU/s400/sanfran-8562.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410741023034806818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love the texture and color of this. Rusty metal things do it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SxbQUH62V_I/AAAAAAAAEOk/wEH7zTM6TjM/s1600-h/sanfran-8651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SxbQUH62V_I/AAAAAAAAEOk/wEH7zTM6TjM/s400/sanfran-8651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410741046474070002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The touristy shot. I went under on a boat and across on a bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This little exercise stretched my creativity and left me wanting more. This is what scaling back did for me. What do you think it could do for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-6697612857543501400?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/6697612857543501400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=6697612857543501400' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6697612857543501400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6697612857543501400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/12/scaling-back-photographic-exercise.html' title='Scaling Back: a Photographic Exercise'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SxbQ4jAa3bI/AAAAAAAAEOs/kFZii9lBK9I/s72-c/sanfran-8645.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-4146186610068718421</id><published>2009-11-20T09:38:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:32:30.359-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Golden Gate Bridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tourists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bay Area'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Witness to Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SwaqE_McEnI/AAAAAAAAEN8/xnuxKsnx8lA/s1600/sanfran-8644.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406195405364662898" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SwaqE_McEnI/AAAAAAAAEN8/xnuxKsnx8lA/s400/sanfran-8644.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what content looks like, in case you haven't seen it in awhile. The highlight of his whole trip, hands down, making all the work to get there totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chance to see San Francisco is worth it anyway, and now I get to be one of those people who walks around saying "San Francisco is such a great city!" since I have finally seen it. Pieces of it, at least. This photo will remain one of my favorite moments, and a reminder of what I love about photography: that chance to witness people's happiness over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-4146186610068718421?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/4146186610068718421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=4146186610068718421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/4146186610068718421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/4146186610068718421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/11/witness-to-happiness.html' title='Witness to Happiness'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SwaqE_McEnI/AAAAAAAAEN8/xnuxKsnx8lA/s72-c/sanfran-8644.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-8534604601790295744</id><published>2009-11-10T10:27:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T11:02:30.397-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tourists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee Shop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Rules to Live By</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SvmGdA8tLjI/AAAAAAAAENM/OWr8mUuwR5M/s1600-h/sanfran-8586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SvmGdA8tLjI/AAAAAAAAENM/OWr8mUuwR5M/s400/sanfran-8586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402497061036568114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A window in San Francisco promotes one of my life mottoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-8534604601790295744?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/8534604601790295744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=8534604601790295744' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8534604601790295744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8534604601790295744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/11/rules-to-live-by.html' title='Rules to Live By'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SvmGdA8tLjI/AAAAAAAAENM/OWr8mUuwR5M/s72-c/sanfran-8586.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-1209732872178122936</id><published>2009-11-03T08:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T11:02:57.209-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monument Square'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Election Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No on 1'/><title type='text'>Make it Happen, Maine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in Marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in Equal Rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make my living as a photographer, which includes photographing weddings. I would love the opportunity to photograph a same sex marriage, and I'm hoping that after today I will be able to do that in Maine. I also hope to photograph a biker wedding and an Indian wedding, but those aren't items we as a people need to vote on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we all want to greatly impact the lives of our friends, family, neighbors, co-workers, and more, then we need to get out and vote TODAY. TUESDAY NOV 3. It could prove to be life changing for all of us. Especially if it opens the doors to acceptance of those different than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SvArEiec3BI/AAAAAAAAEM8/eFc4WYNQUI4/s1600-h/no1-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SvArEiec3BI/AAAAAAAAEM8/eFc4WYNQUI4/s400/no1-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399863310191221778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SvArEbxtV0I/AAAAAAAAEM0/y4p6XbJhPW0/s1600-h/no1-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SvArEbxtV0I/AAAAAAAAEM0/y4p6XbJhPW0/s400/no1-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399863308392945474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SvArE-Vaq9I/AAAAAAAAENE/vCC-0VT1QLg/s1600-h/no1-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SvArE-Vaq9I/AAAAAAAAENE/vCC-0VT1QLg/s400/no1-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399863317669522386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Places to vote in York and Cumberland County go &lt;a href="http://pressherald.mainetoday.com/story.php?id=293501&amp;amp;ac=PHnws"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support No on 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-1209732872178122936?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/1209732872178122936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=1209732872178122936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/1209732872178122936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/1209732872178122936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/11/make-it-happen-maine.html' title='Make it Happen, Maine!'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SvArEiec3BI/AAAAAAAAEM8/eFc4WYNQUI4/s72-c/no1-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-6893906830986464165</id><published>2009-10-28T16:18:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T11:05:05.105-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Carolina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ithaca College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Landscapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pawley&apos;s Island'/><title type='text'>Another Pretty Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SuiohdoW5EI/AAAAAAAAELE/FZUNqJM-ei0/s1600-h/easweeney-8325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SuiohdoW5EI/AAAAAAAAELE/FZUNqJM-ei0/s400/easweeney-8325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397749446246589506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maine is a pretty place to live. But I love finding new places with nice views, and luckily as a photographer I get chances to do that. I spent the past weekend in Pawley's Island, South Carolina. Unplugged from technology, my weekend consisted of my camera, a wedding, watching the shoreline, and talking for hours with good friends and strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only was there no internet, but no keys for the doors. Many of the showers were outdoors. A hammock on one of the decks took turns calling out our names. The crazy rush I went through in the airports to make all my connections was erased by sitting in a rocking chair on the porch and listening to the surf with a cup of coffee in my hand. More than once I thought how similar this coast looked to Maine, and yet I felt like I was a world away. And with my camera I often feel like everywhere I photograph is just an extension of my own back yard. Another place to find pretty stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another gem to add to the 'Go Back There Someday' list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Suiwx4Dbv5I/AAAAAAAAELM/8YVTKu9KajY/s1600-h/easweeney-8321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Suiwx4Dbv5I/AAAAAAAAELM/8YVTKu9KajY/s400/easweeney-8321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397758524310405010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Suiwy5XhdeI/AAAAAAAAELs/n923i1kOhx4/s1600-h/easweeney-8326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Suiwy5XhdeI/AAAAAAAAELs/n923i1kOhx4/s400/easweeney-8326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397758541842970082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SvAqQNV8QwI/AAAAAAAAEMs/7KLNv134_3c/s1600-h/easweeney-7855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SvAqQNV8QwI/AAAAAAAAEMs/7KLNv134_3c/s400/easweeney-7855.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399862411165188866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SuiznRiyVRI/AAAAAAAAEMU/tiTZOtlOUus/s1600-h/easweeney-8395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SuiznRiyVRI/AAAAAAAAEMU/tiTZOtlOUus/s400/easweeney-8395.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397761640709117202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Suiwy6OkwgI/AAAAAAAAELk/azOUa5VfW3E/s1600-h/easweeney-8368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Suiwy6OkwgI/AAAAAAAAELk/azOUa5VfW3E/s400/easweeney-8368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397758542073872898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SuiwyK0rjQI/AAAAAAAAELU/7ICPo9yeSWM/s1600-h/easweeney-8309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SuiwyK0rjQI/AAAAAAAAELU/7ICPo9yeSWM/s400/easweeney-8309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397758529348799746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Suix21Pnn7I/AAAAAAAAEMM/Vg73dchZMBE/s1600-h/easweeney-8397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Suix21Pnn7I/AAAAAAAAEMM/Vg73dchZMBE/s400/easweeney-8397.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397759708967182258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Suix2M0QgmI/AAAAAAAAEL0/PqS-BGfYjjQ/s1600-h/easweeney-8394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Suix2M0QgmI/AAAAAAAAEL0/PqS-BGfYjjQ/s400/easweeney-8394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397759698115002978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Suix2WCiQLI/AAAAAAAAEME/Wmkiwk0Zxl8/s1600-h/easweeney-8387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Suix2WCiQLI/AAAAAAAAEME/Wmkiwk0Zxl8/s400/easweeney-8387.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397759700590805170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;South Carolina or Southern Maine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-6893906830986464165?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/6893906830986464165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=6893906830986464165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6893906830986464165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6893906830986464165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-pretty-place.html' title='Another Pretty Place'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SuiohdoW5EI/AAAAAAAAELE/FZUNqJM-ei0/s72-c/easweeney-8325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-8039903670726734917</id><published>2009-10-15T12:39:00.028-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T11:54:06.906-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tri for a Cure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Angeles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amyn Kaderali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film stills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><title type='text'>Time to Walk Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Stiejgujf3I/AAAAAAAAEKs/jz25mewPRFQ/s1600-h/thecrossing-5199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Stiejgujf3I/AAAAAAAAEKs/jz25mewPRFQ/s400/thecrossing-5199.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393234886693977970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as a photographer is not always glamorous, though it's ok if many of you out there want to think it is. But behind closed doors and after big shooting days, many of us photographers sit agonizing over how to get the next job and how to edit these images into things of beauty. Hours spent in front of computer monitors wrestling with the occasional lighting mishap, the technical glitch that halts all production, the endless stabs at our psyche when things don't go our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/StieiUKfb2I/AAAAAAAAEKU/ODkW4NkYLHE/s1600-h/thecrossing-4825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/StieiUKfb2I/AAAAAAAAEKU/ODkW4NkYLHE/s400/thecrossing-4825.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393234866141622114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, these are the moments I get up and maybe flip laundry, take my vegie scraps out to the compost pile, or even get out of my pj's and into some real people clothes. Sometimes I turn to the internet for a distraction (not always the best choice). Other times, my camera and I head out to find pretty stuff (a very good choice). And lately I have added a new method of dealing. I simply walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/StigDbyKJYI/AAAAAAAAEK0/5YNJe4sRjMA/s1600-h/thecrossing-4999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/StigDbyKJYI/AAAAAAAAEK0/5YNJe4sRjMA/s400/thecrossing-4999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393236534634358146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk away and grab a hula hoop. I walk away and get on the elliptical. I walk away and stretch, then go for a run. This breaks up my day and often helps my mind get out of the fog of frustration it has fallen into. Then I can either return fresh and keep going, or find a way to fix what wasn't working before the much needed break. I spend the rest of day feeling good and like I accomplished something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/StiejC-MOkI/AAAAAAAAEKk/wGlgvCZ1FYY/s1600-h/thecrossing-5101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/StiejC-MOkI/AAAAAAAAEKk/wGlgvCZ1FYY/s400/thecrossing-5101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393234878706498114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/StigDsvQloI/AAAAAAAAEK8/iMAjBxXHyGs/s1600-h/thecrossing-5191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/StigDsvQloI/AAAAAAAAEK8/iMAjBxXHyGs/s400/thecrossing-5191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393236539185600130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new method of coping has happened almost accidentally. It is my hope to participate in the &lt;a href="http://www.mainetriforacure.org/aboutus.htm"&gt;TRI for a Cure&lt;/a&gt; in the summer of 2010 with some of my gal pals. Too many years of sitting in front of computer, combined with not being active enough have taken their toll. Meaning, I'm kind of out of shape. And honestly, this work requires a certain level of strength and endurance. A 10 hour wedding or a day in the desert on a film set is exhausting, but would be easier to handle with a little more muscle on the body. The TRI is the perfect motivator to make me find time to exercise,  and a great way to manage some of the not so glamorous bumps in the land of  photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Stiei48DD9I/AAAAAAAAEKc/fqNEkQ3y9RA/s1600-h/thecrossing-4929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Stiei48DD9I/AAAAAAAAEKc/fqNEkQ3y9RA/s400/thecrossing-4929.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393234876013154258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Film Stills from a recent shoot I was on. More info coming soon....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://web.mac.com/amynkaderali/iWeb/Amyn%20Kaderali/home.html"&gt;this guy&lt;/a&gt;'s site for more info on his work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-8039903670726734917?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/8039903670726734917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=8039903670726734917' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8039903670726734917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8039903670726734917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/10/time-to-walk-away.html' title='Time to Walk Away'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Stiejgujf3I/AAAAAAAAEKs/jz25mewPRFQ/s72-c/thecrossing-5199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-8955071898678733131</id><published>2009-10-04T14:08:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T11:06:23.436-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Angeles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Landscapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>The California I Saw</title><content type='html'>The blog has been sitting silent for a little while. This seems to be a common theme on many photo blogs, followed by apologies and often promises to do a better job updating. I'm not sure any apologies are needed. Sometimes life just happens and things get busy. I had hoped to update roughly once a week, but that doesn't always happen. And for the most part, that's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SsubnQ7gPPI/AAAAAAAAEJE/BtBFdP_fTeQ/s1600-h/cali-4944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SsubnQ7gPPI/AAAAAAAAEJE/BtBFdP_fTeQ/s400/cali-4944.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389572477940677874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SsucBZRwxlI/AAAAAAAAEJU/nfKJJ8NB4OI/s1600-h/cali-5076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SsucBZRwxlI/AAAAAAAAEJU/nfKJJ8NB4OI/s400/cali-5076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389572926858118738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SsugyH5HNaI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/1yz1Xqr6_is/s1600-h/cali-4951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SsugyH5HNaI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/1yz1Xqr6_is/s400/cali-4951.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389578162051429794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have been doing is lots of photographing and some travel and general life busyness, all in the name of photo goodness. Not to mention it's FALL! The best time to be living in Northern New England. But I decided to leave my favorite place during my favorite time of year and spend a few days out west. Los Angeles, to be exact. While I was there I took a few photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SsuchkwTCsI/AAAAAAAAEJk/c_c-0Azb_5c/s1600-h/cali-5263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SsuchkwTCsI/AAAAAAAAEJk/c_c-0Azb_5c/s400/cali-5263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389573479694797506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SsucB6o5q9I/AAAAAAAAEJc/uhuwD6cWBkg/s1600-h/cali-5260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SsucB6o5q9I/AAAAAAAAEJc/uhuwD6cWBkg/s400/cali-5260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389572935813540818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Ssuch1pEDkI/AAAAAAAAEJs/hEWzVqPIbI0/s1600-h/cali-5277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Ssuch1pEDkI/AAAAAAAAEJs/hEWzVqPIbI0/s400/cali-5277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389573484227857986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that feeling of being in a new place. Seeing things for the first time makes my creative energies come alive and my photographic eye go into overdrive. I had been down some of these streets earlier this year, but still had that excitement of being in a new place. Several of these were taken on my morning walk to find coffee. Sitting and watching, while consuming the necessary caffeine doses, gave me a chance to take in what was going on around me and make some images of the California I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to believe that 4 days away is the answer to any lack of inspiration or motivation. We all hit those points, no matter what we do for work or with our lives. Disappearing for even a small amount of time is often just what we needed to get back on track /recharged / ready to start anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens to you when you go to new places?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-8955071898678733131?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/8955071898678733131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=8955071898678733131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8955071898678733131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8955071898678733131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/10/california-i-saw.html' title='The California I Saw'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SsubnQ7gPPI/AAAAAAAAEJE/BtBFdP_fTeQ/s72-c/cali-4944.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-6090555799835568613</id><published>2009-09-09T13:28:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:34:14.866-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tattoos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graffiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graffiti Wall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Maine'/><title type='text'>Pieces</title><content type='html'>of Janice and her personality....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfmJhpOynI/AAAAAAAAEIs/hkEySM8m0vQ/s1600-h/janice-2687.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379521331241863794" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfmJhpOynI/AAAAAAAAEIs/hkEySM8m0vQ/s400/janice-2687.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 265px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfmKEK2ppI/AAAAAAAAEI8/mneFTo51TU0/s1600-h/janice-2675.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379521340509693586" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfmKEK2ppI/AAAAAAAAEI8/mneFTo51TU0/s400/janice-2675.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfmJ_5vU6I/AAAAAAAAEI0/U-hkeO-x07E/s1600-h/janice-2686.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379521339364168610" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfmJ_5vU6I/AAAAAAAAEI0/U-hkeO-x07E/s400/janice-2686.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 265px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's fierce. And so much fun to photograph! There are many more where these came from and they will be gracing the blog soon, so keep your eyes peeled and your computer on. She is the beginning part of an ongoing project to photograph women. REAL women. Not glossed over glamazons, but the people we see and know and love everyday. All shapes, ages, beliefs, backgrounds, and personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is everywhere, and we don't need to find it places where it's being force fed to us. We can all find it in our immediate lives, in our communities, at our favorite local hang outs, in our backyards. Photographing people lets me do that on a daily basis. I'm a lucky duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-6090555799835568613?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/6090555799835568613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=6090555799835568613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6090555799835568613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6090555799835568613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/09/pieces.html' title='Pieces'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqfmJhpOynI/AAAAAAAAEIs/hkEySM8m0vQ/s72-c/janice-2687.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-2310641493819205019</id><published>2009-09-05T13:24:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:34:58.781-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graffiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graffiti Wall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Maine'/><title type='text'>Ever Changing Art</title><content type='html'>Somewhere out there is a sweet and tender hooligan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqKfUMOZU4I/AAAAAAAAEGU/rmypyLernxw/s1600-h/grafitti-2603.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378036074261599106" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqKfUMOZU4I/AAAAAAAAEGU/rmypyLernxw/s400/grafitti-2603.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 265px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is making some great art work on Portland's walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-2310641493819205019?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/2310641493819205019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=2310641493819205019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2310641493819205019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2310641493819205019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/09/ever-changing-art.html' title='Ever Changing Art'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SqKfUMOZU4I/AAAAAAAAEGU/rmypyLernxw/s72-c/grafitti-2603.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-4397324600566801847</id><published>2009-08-21T11:32:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:36:26.172-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scarborough Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Summer Fish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/So6-T1GQMBI/AAAAAAAAEFo/IjxCBAs4iK0/s1600-h/maxpool-2999.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372440653379678226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/So6-T1GQMBI/AAAAAAAAEFo/IjxCBAs4iK0/s400/maxpool-2999.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 265px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Summer Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all. Nothing deep and meaningful to say. Just love this moment of my nephew's in his first summer of finally falling in love with the water. Do you remember feeling the same way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-4397324600566801847?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/4397324600566801847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=4397324600566801847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/4397324600566801847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/4397324600566801847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-fish.html' title='Summer Fish'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/So6-T1GQMBI/AAAAAAAAEFo/IjxCBAs4iK0/s72-c/maxpool-2999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-1919100321420149476</id><published>2009-07-31T08:33:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:37:45.045-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ogunquit Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Avoid the Void</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SnMmQxRmHLI/AAAAAAAAEFU/JGhEdK24UCU/s1600-h/kanefam-1412.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364673650675293362" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SnMmQxRmHLI/AAAAAAAAEFU/JGhEdK24UCU/s400/kanefam-1412.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;The Kane Family vacationing in Oqunquit, Maine turns into a photo shoot for me as well as a chance to see an old college friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some decisions to make. I have some editing to get done. There are some people I need to call and more marketing of myself to kick into gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have this fabulous pile of books around me to read. Produce to buy and chop and juice and eat. Fun to be had with friends and family both near and far. Not to mention all the photos I want to take!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the stuff to do on the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer seems to be slipping away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SnMk_8by37I/AAAAAAAAEFM/QxeOAH2-_l4/s1600-h/kanefam-1405.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364672262101458866" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SnMk_8by37I/AAAAAAAAEFM/QxeOAH2-_l4/s400/kanefam-1405.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Timmy busy at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Mainer, I (along with so many others) have always had this feeling that summer is our opportunity for a blast of fun and sun before the temperature drops, the leaves fall, and the snow flies. It's as if in my mind I know December will hit and I will hunker down. First, because I'm crazy and try to make many of my Christmas gifts, while creating some sort of color coded wrapping scheme that will include pieces of art as name tags. The cold doesn't phase me, because I have inside activities to entertain me. The image in my mind of the calendar year shows December on as a sort of gray void. This is not only because of the weather, but because in the past of working for someone else while maintaining a small photography business things in my photo world would be wrapped up by then. As in, weddings and family portraits done and everyone had their images and the phone rings less as we all move into the gray hibernation months. This is not always how it goes, but it seems to be how I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; it will go. So, my mind sees a gray void coming my way as I start to think about the coming months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to a networking lunch meeting and realized (finally!) that I need to rid myself and my mind of that mentality. I am self-employed now and I need to make sure the work is steady as ever come January. This was not a scary realization, oddly enough. The groundwork is being set, and things are rolling along. And I thought to myself "I can't wait to be working in January!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I have been working in photography for years, January 2009 marked my first month of my freelance career. I'm suddenly looking forward to January 2010 so I can see what a difference a year does make! This does not mean that I am ready for summer to end. In fact, just the opposite. There is still so much work to get done and just as much fun to be had. Lucky for me, there are times when those two things  share the same camp. Working and photographing and having fun go hand in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to get back to making some of those decisions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SnMpuXppJiI/AAAAAAAAEFc/6p02OWVIjzU/s1600-h/Kane-1449.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364677457727792674" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SnMpuXppJiI/AAAAAAAAEFc/6p02OWVIjzU/s400/Kane-1449.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 266px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-1919100321420149476?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/1919100321420149476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=1919100321420149476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/1919100321420149476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/1919100321420149476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/07/avoid-void.html' title='Avoid the Void'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SnMmQxRmHLI/AAAAAAAAEFU/JGhEdK24UCU/s72-c/kanefam-1412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-6827071315413494012</id><published>2009-07-26T11:58:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T08:44:41.497-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sigma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>A Bowl of Cherries for Breakfast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Smx9mQV-SeI/AAAAAAAAEE8/pIJf9BNPA4s/s1600-h/cherries-2524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Smx9mQV-SeI/AAAAAAAAEE8/pIJf9BNPA4s/s400/cherries-2524.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362799352467048930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life really is like a bowl of cherries. And I decided yesterday to enjoy my food and my camera while getting some sun. I know! It's crazy... Maine had a sun-filled day yesterday! My delicious Rainier cherries and my new 18-50 mm lens with MACRO hung out on the deck, thoroughly enjoying each other's company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Smx9moBk3hI/AAAAAAAAEFE/iXKot0W-y0k/s1600-h/cherries-2522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Smx9moBk3hI/AAAAAAAAEFE/iXKot0W-y0k/s400/cherries-2522.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362799358823947794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little macro work and a bunch of fruit eaten. Plus a few rays of sun caught... not a bad way to spend a warm Saturday in July. The image below was fun to shoot since it was also challenging to get the stem in focus and the composition I was happy with. Often in photography fun=challenging, and the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Smx9mBpa6OI/AAAAAAAAEE0/kzS-8NEtOQM/s1600-h/cherries-2528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Smx9mBpa6OI/AAAAAAAAEE0/kzS-8NEtOQM/s400/cherries-2528.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362799348522084578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretty much never use a  Macro lens, nor was I in the market for one when I went shopping recently for my newest lens. I was, however, in the market for a wedding workhorse as my former favorite (24-120) seems to have seen its best days. Sad, but true. I have been getting a lot of use out my prime lenses the last few years and really enjoying the results, but there are times when I need to work fast and not change lenses too often. So, I happily purchased the Sigma 18-50 f2.8 and have been putting it to work ever since. I think we are gonna have some good times together! And realizing (after I purchased it) that it had a Macro function was simply an added bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-6827071315413494012?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/6827071315413494012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=6827071315413494012' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6827071315413494012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6827071315413494012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/07/bowl-of-cherries-for-breakfast.html' title='A Bowl of Cherries for Breakfast'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Smx9mQV-SeI/AAAAAAAAEE8/pIJf9BNPA4s/s72-c/cherries-2524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-134239458080391384</id><published>2009-07-06T12:49:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T15:41:37.190-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strawberries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>They Joys of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SlIzZwLEWSI/AAAAAAAAEEg/jd5-6UsqIdw/s1600-h/Max-1082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SlIzZwLEWSI/AAAAAAAAEEg/jd5-6UsqIdw/s400/Max-1082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355399424418011426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Starting the picking at Patten's Farm in Gorham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun has finally come out in New England! And with it, so do the locals. I picked strawberries yesterday for the first time in more years than I can count. My mother and I took my nephew, who instead picked the flowers and 'prickly things' growing between the strawberries. I love this image, though, because there is something about slowing down to discover things that so many of us forget to do. This small unfamiliar plant sparked his curiosity and kept him happy, more so than any amount of strawberry picking may have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SlIvVX67gaI/AAAAAAAAEEY/AtDAQF6v628/s1600-h/Max-1084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SlIvVX67gaI/AAAAAAAAEEY/AtDAQF6v628/s400/Max-1084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355394951141884322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Max in a strawberry field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is good since he didn't pick a single berry! My mother and I slaved in the heat for hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really. But we did a decent job considering the season is pretty much done and the rain has not been a friend to some of our summer crops here in Maine. I went home and juiced a bunch of mine right away. Cuz that's what I do these days, I juice things. I worked hard to get those strawberries so I am going to use up every last one of them! And as I do I will be reminded of that piece of prickly grass and Max's day of sparked curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SlIrfmt-K_I/AAAAAAAAEEQ/lP88UNc5_fo/s1600-h/Max-1086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SlIrfmt-K_I/AAAAAAAAEEQ/lP88UNc5_fo/s400/Max-1086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355390728866245618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-134239458080391384?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/134239458080391384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=134239458080391384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/134239458080391384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/134239458080391384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/07/they-joys-of-summer.html' title='They Joys of Summer'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SlIzZwLEWSI/AAAAAAAAEEg/jd5-6UsqIdw/s72-c/Max-1082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-7795349941634613727</id><published>2009-06-17T13:12:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:59:13.655-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natasha Reilly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lensbaby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Sweet Treat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scarborough Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Higgins Beach'/><title type='text'>Need an Artist Playdate?</title><content type='html'>Check it out! I'm being featured on &lt;a href="http://thursdaysweettreat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Sweet Treat&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaysweettreat.blogspot.com/2009/06/artist-playdate-this-exceptionally.html"&gt;http://thursdaysweettreat.blogspot.com/2009/06/artist-playdate-this-exceptionally.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sjkk3gWdH9I/AAAAAAAADyo/RcUp24OdwIs/s1600-h/lensbaby-4870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sjkk3gWdH9I/AAAAAAAADyo/RcUp24OdwIs/s400/lensbaby-4870.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348346568474697682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Surfers on Higgins Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And while you're there, bookmark Natasha's Blog and check back every week for creative inspiration and the chance to share your work on the web with others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-7795349941634613727?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/7795349941634613727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=7795349941634613727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/7795349941634613727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/7795349941634613727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/06/need-artist-playdate.html' title='Need an Artist Playdate?'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sjkk3gWdH9I/AAAAAAAADyo/RcUp24OdwIs/s72-c/lensbaby-4870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-2271072169841776387</id><published>2009-06-15T12:56:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T08:50:39.139-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gluten-Free bakeries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portsmouth NH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solo Photo Book in a Month Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wildflours Gluten-Free Market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunswick ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anello&apos;s Cafe'/><title type='text'>SoFoBoMo: Done Deal. Almost</title><content type='html'>The Book is complete and uploaded to Blurb. Just. In. Time. For. Lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SjaRHdxUxKI/AAAAAAAADyg/Q8gZHPrgp-w/s1600-h/Anellos522-0691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SjaRHdxUxKI/AAAAAAAADyg/Q8gZHPrgp-w/s400/Anellos522-0691.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347621164985664674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is good since I somehow missed breakfast, not to mention a mid-morning snack. Unsurprisingly, I made a handful of adjustments at the last minute, adding more photos and rearranging pages. I created more work for myself, without a doubt, but am much happier with the book I just uploaded to BLURB then I was with the book I stared at for hours last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SjaG4eH1RNI/AAAAAAAADyI/PNR6so-NbZ4/s1600-h/Wildflours521-0490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SjaG4eH1RNI/AAAAAAAADyI/PNR6so-NbZ4/s400/Wildflours521-0490.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347609912265753810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there is a little glitch. I need to upload a PDF file of the book to the &lt;a href="http://www.sofobomo.org/2009"&gt;SoFoBoMo&lt;/a&gt; site. I have saved a PDF, but the maximum size is 15 MB, and mine just happens to be 36 MB. Hmmmm... that seems like a pretty big difference. Anyway, I will need to figure out how to make it small enough to upload. I mean, it's done and the book has been ordered so I know I completed the challenge. I will not wear myself out too much with the PDF detail. There are some other tasks to tackle today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the rule follower in me probably won't rest until it's all done the way it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PDF glitch aside, I am so glad I took part in this. Getting out of the house in the morning with my camera and photographing in new places was a perfect way to spend a month. Not to mention the great people I met along the way. There is also a piece I didn't really foresee: I like photographing food! I have spent years claiming to be a people photographer, and yet this past year has proven to me that I can do a decent job of capturing mother nature's beauty and/or some yummy goody just begging to be eaten. This challenge has opened my eyes to the shifts happening in my work. And I think it's safe to say I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SjaHv2qZjsI/AAAAAAAADyY/rxEE3x5t3HI/s1600-h/Wildflours521-0567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SjaHv2qZjsI/AAAAAAAADyY/rxEE3x5t3HI/s400/Wildflours521-0567.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347610863745994434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My approach to this project was one that I hoped would challenge me (it did) and educate me (it definitely did) and get me to finally make a book (I did). There was also the hope that I would create a body of work to show others. I scoped out both locations ahead of time, shopping and eating and then asking to speak to the owner. I pitched my idea and came away victorious. Then there were phone calls and emails and schedules to work out. Time spent in each location was not just about capturing images and telling a story, but also about revealing some of my own story. Gluten-free is my life, as well as theirs, and each person was able to share with me different pieces of their journey. Most of that info is up in my brain and not on the pages of the book, as this was a photo challenge, not a journalistic one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SjaHOK41JZI/AAAAAAAADyQ/J7uw7d4dfww/s1600-h/Anellos0603-0830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SjaHOK41JZI/AAAAAAAADyQ/J7uw7d4dfww/s400/Anellos0603-0830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347610285059679634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the technical side of things I shot entirely with a Nikon D300 (2, actually, since the first one malfunctioned and was traded in for another) using available light. Images were edited in Lightroom and the book was built in Blurb' software, Booksmart. Here are some fun stats for the last month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera malfunctions - 2&lt;br /&gt;Computer meltdowns - 1&lt;br /&gt;Miles on car - 736&lt;br /&gt;Tolls paid - $24&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches enjoyed - 4&lt;br /&gt;Baked goods eaten - 16 (roughly)&lt;br /&gt;Hours spent making book - countless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to go take care of that final detail......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-2271072169841776387?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/2271072169841776387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=2271072169841776387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2271072169841776387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2271072169841776387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/06/sofobomo-done-deal-almost.html' title='SoFoBoMo: Done Deal. Almost'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SjaRHdxUxKI/AAAAAAAADyg/Q8gZHPrgp-w/s72-c/Anellos522-0691.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-8078614073777652349</id><published>2009-06-14T11:16:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:40:12.799-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Willard Beach The Real Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gitgo Productions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film stills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Portland Maine'/><title type='text'>Taking a Laugh Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SjUUow_59DI/AAAAAAAADyA/jIQYNgHE8js/s1600-h/goofycrew-0262.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347202823152596018" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SjUUow_59DI/AAAAAAAADyA/jIQYNgHE8js/s400/goofycrew-0262.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 266px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Tony, Reggie, and Matt on set and ready for their close-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the &lt;a href="http://www.sofobomo.org/2009"&gt;SoFoBoMo&lt;/a&gt; Challenge, along with all of its editing of food photos, almost behind me I felt the need to post a photo that makes me giggle. It was taken on set yesterday when shooting for the hilarious weekly webseries, &lt;a href="http://willardbeach.tv/"&gt;Willard Beach The Real Story&lt;/a&gt;. A happy distraction between my book deadline and a tiny wedding ceremony I will shoot later today. And a good reminder of how important it is to make sure your headband matches your bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Willard Beach, The Real Story airs every WEDNESDAY and tells the tale of life in a small town beach community with clever quirkiness and crafty humor.&lt;/span&gt; Catch it here - &lt;a href="http://willardbeach.tv/"&gt;http://willardbeach.tv/ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-8078614073777652349?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/8078614073777652349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=8078614073777652349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8078614073777652349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8078614073777652349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/06/taking-laugh-break.html' title='Taking a Laugh Break'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SjUUow_59DI/AAAAAAAADyA/jIQYNgHE8js/s72-c/goofycrew-0262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-5938764384300608113</id><published>2009-06-10T08:19:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T08:53:32.725-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gluten-free food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gluten-Free bakeries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Hampshire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solo Photo Book in a Month Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wildflours Gluten-Free Market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anello&apos;s Cafe'/><title type='text'>SoFoBoMo: The Final Stretch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Si_xsf_yjoI/AAAAAAAADxw/Y1nTqq_fsiU/s1600-h/Anellos0603-0864-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Si_xsf_yjoI/AAAAAAAADxw/Y1nTqq_fsiU/s400/Anellos0603-0864-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345757029517659778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bread fresh out of the oven @ Anello's. Gluten-free never tasted so good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here it is. The final days of the &lt;a href="http://www.sofobomo.org/2009/"&gt;SoFoBoMo&lt;/a&gt; experience. I am editing and laying out this week and happy with the way things are coming together. I only need 35 images for this challenge, and I shot 532 (which doesn't include the several that were lost when my camera had its second melt down last week), so I should be all set. In fact, I am more than all set and find myself with almost too many decisions to make!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SjEJ2ytglTI/AAAAAAAADx4/G371eEI45AE/s1600-h/Wildflours0604-0877-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SjEJ2ytglTI/AAAAAAAADx4/G371eEI45AE/s400/Wildflours0604-0877-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346065069595727154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Twinkle filling mixes at Wildflours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entire book is being built on Blurb, which may not be exactly how I'm supposed to be doing things. But I do not currently have Photoshop (Lightroom does everything I need... well except when I need to layout a book!) or any other software to do layout, I'm just using Blurb so I can order my book as soon as I'm done. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Si_uCcCMclI/AAAAAAAADxg/JYmP2H25qGk/s1600-h/Wildflours521-0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Si_uCcCMclI/AAAAAAAADxg/JYmP2H25qGk/s400/Wildflours521-0470.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345753008364614226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The fabulous Raspberry-Coconut muffins @ Wildflours. I'll drive miles for these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel like on this chilly and somewhat dreary Wednesday I am not full of many wise words or loads of wit to share right now. I will post more before the end of the challenge, I promise. It has been an unbelievably rewarding experience so far, I'm just feeling a little 'computered out' right now. In fact, I'm on my way out the door to give myself a much needed computer break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, editing all these food photos is making me unbelievably HUNGRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Si_SPRu1lZI/AAAAAAAADxY/Qncjja5T5Ls/s1600-h/Wildflours0604-0889-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Si_SPRu1lZI/AAAAAAAADxY/Qncjja5T5Ls/s400/Wildflours0604-0889-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345722442611791250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The dipslay case @ Wildlours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-5938764384300608113?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/5938764384300608113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=5938764384300608113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/5938764384300608113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/5938764384300608113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/06/sofobomo-final-stretch.html' title='SoFoBoMo: The Final Stretch'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Si_xsf_yjoI/AAAAAAAADxw/Y1nTqq_fsiU/s72-c/Anellos0603-0864-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-7868347913577039650</id><published>2009-05-29T15:45:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T08:55:18.502-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gluten-free food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portsmouth NH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Hampshire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solo Photo Book in a Month Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wildflours Gluten-Free Market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunswick ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anello&apos;s Cafe'/><title type='text'>SoFoBoMo: End of Week 2</title><content type='html'>Because I just can't get enough.... of FLUFF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SiBFytc9tcI/AAAAAAAADw0/YIyGVe-dGv0/s1600-h/Wildflours521-0458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SiBFytc9tcI/AAAAAAAADw0/YIyGVe-dGv0/s400/Wildflours521-0458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341345895558264258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GF Baking ingredients at Wildflours Bakery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I haven't updated my life in &lt;a href="http://www.sofobomo.org/2009/"&gt;SoFoBoMo&lt;/a&gt; world for a while and figured I should. Since I love this photo, this is the one I chose to share. These are the items that make up the life of gluten-free baking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not photographed for the project since last week. There have been photos to edit and ideas to hash out. I know I have more than 35 photos (one of the few requirements for the challenge), but do I have everything I need? Maybe. I also decided how I want to break the book down, more or less. And today I started to lay it out. I feel like I'm right on track, but every once in awhile I think of details I still need to tend to, and hope I can get it all done in time and to my liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SiBURpjT8gI/AAAAAAAADw8/dtprpNm3xDc/s1600-h/Anellos522-0627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SiBURpjT8gI/AAAAAAAADw8/dtprpNm3xDc/s400/Anellos522-0627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341361820249879042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cake decorating at Anello's Cafe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, perhaps I will get in another day of shooting at each place next week. There are a few things I still want to capture. Until then, it's back to editing photos and laying out pages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe for now it's time to turn off the photo brain and just curl up with a good book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SiBURpjT8gI/AAAAAAAADw8/dtprpNm3xDc/s1600-h/Anellos522-0627.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-7868347913577039650?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/7868347913577039650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=7868347913577039650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/7868347913577039650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/7868347913577039650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/05/sofobomo-end-of-week-2.html' title='SoFoBoMo: End of Week 2'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SiBFytc9tcI/AAAAAAAADw0/YIyGVe-dGv0/s72-c/Wildflours521-0458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-1052499748233343871</id><published>2009-05-21T16:36:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T08:57:57.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gluten-Free bakeries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solo Photo Book in a Month Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wildflours Gluten-Free Market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunswick ME'/><title type='text'>SoFoBoMo: Tools of Your Trade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/ShW7xSmgrkI/AAAAAAAADws/_-jLO3eornQ/s1600-h/Wildflours521-0570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/ShW7xSmgrkI/AAAAAAAADws/_-jLO3eornQ/s400/Wildflours521-0570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338379388798938690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another day at the office. Or in the kitchen. And just another day taking pictures of the Gluten-free goodness that comes out of &lt;a href="http://wildflours.com/"&gt;Wildflours&lt;/a&gt; in Brunswick, Maine. I am happy to report no camera glitches today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/ShW7o4SjX6I/AAAAAAAADwk/jwmr40CQIgw/s1600-h/Wildflours521-0526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/ShW7o4SjX6I/AAAAAAAADwk/jwmr40CQIgw/s400/Wildflours521-0526.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338379244296953762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's shoot went well, I will edit the photos later. I just wanted to post these two since I kind of dig them. Tomorrow it's back to Anello's with fingers crossed and all equipment double checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-1052499748233343871?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/1052499748233343871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=1052499748233343871' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/1052499748233343871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/1052499748233343871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/05/sofobomo-tools-of-your-trade.html' title='SoFoBoMo: Tools of Your Trade'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/ShW7xSmgrkI/AAAAAAAADws/_-jLO3eornQ/s72-c/Wildflours521-0570.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-6962181717382929300</id><published>2009-05-20T17:44:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T08:59:43.217-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gluten-free food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portsmouth NH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Hampshire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anello&apos;s Cafe'/><title type='text'>SoFoBoMo: Camera Bump</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/ShR5-V6CjOI/AAAAAAAADwE/Ms8A9FZ0SeY/s1600-h/Anellos520-0364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/ShR5-V6CjOI/AAAAAAAADwE/Ms8A9FZ0SeY/s400/Anellos520-0364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338025570280312034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I drove down to Portsmouth, NH to get in my first shooting day at &lt;a href="http://www.anelloscafe.com/"&gt;Anello's Cafe&lt;/a&gt;. I was supposed to go Monday, but had to cancel (something I HATE doing).  I had a thought that made me laugh before I headed out the door. What if something else interfered with me getting photos of this yummy GF eatery? I would have to think that maybe it wasn't meant to be. But I laughed it off, jumped in the car, and headed south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/ShSjGjdM-VI/AAAAAAAADwU/Ddp0W1hRjf4/s1600-h/Anellos520-0398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/ShSjGjdM-VI/AAAAAAAADwU/Ddp0W1hRjf4/s400/Anellos520-0398.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338070791333149010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walked into Anello's the place was pretty quiet, the lunch rush over. I am trying to time my first few shoots so that I am not intruding or getting in the way during the busy hours. Traci Anello, the cafe's owner, looked at me and said "Well, there's not really anything going on today." They were apparently having what one of the employees would later refer to as a 'Wednesday'. I guess that means it's one of the slow days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/ShR5-D9ah5I/AAAAAAAADv8/TnAFjLOzu_c/s1600-h/Anellos520-0390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/ShR5-D9ah5I/AAAAAAAADv8/TnAFjLOzu_c/s400/Anellos520-0390.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338025565462628242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right around the time I took this photo, my camera started doing something odd. First the image on the screen was splitting up. Then images started having bright pink, blue, green, and yellow lines through it. CRAP! What is going on with this camera I just bought 6 days ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/ShR5-HsF_MI/AAAAAAAADv0/EqOQU3qOp9A/s1600-h/Anellos520-0397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/ShR5-HsF_MI/AAAAAAAADv0/EqOQU3qOp9A/s400/Anellos520-0397.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338025566463720642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after that my camera no longer wanted to take pictures. I tried to act cool. I fiddled around with things, took the memory card out, put it back in, tried shooting again. Then just ordered a sandwich (which I hoped to photograph...) so I could sit down and try to figure out the problem. More crazy bright lines, and eventually my camera just didn't take another photo. A warning appeared on my screen that I may need to change the memory card, that it may be corrupted. I needed to get some technical advice and solid answers before I continued taking any more photos. SO, yeah, today seemed like maybe it wasn't meant to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/ShR598BoVHI/AAAAAAAADvs/GkYqA_a7M0k/s1600-h/Anellos520-0399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/ShR598BoVHI/AAAAAAAADvs/GkYqA_a7M0k/s400/Anellos520-0399.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338025563332826226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I ate my yummy GF food then drove straight to my camera shop and get a little advice. The verdict is still out whether it's a camera issue or just a memory card issue. Still, if it is just a memory card then it happened on one that I hardly ever use, and I find that annoying. Like I threw my money out the window. Even if the throwing happened 8 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be headed back out tomorrow, this time with extra memory cards and A BACK-UP CAMERA! Since I'm pretty sure that's why I just bought the second one. Ah, the lessons we learn along the way! Onward and upward, as my dad used to say.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-6962181717382929300?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/6962181717382929300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=6962181717382929300' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6962181717382929300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6962181717382929300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/05/sofobomo-camera-bump.html' title='SoFoBoMo: Camera Bump'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/ShR5-V6CjOI/AAAAAAAADwE/Ms8A9FZ0SeY/s72-c/Anellos520-0364.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-734199288875136527</id><published>2009-05-15T18:56:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T08:48:42.464-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gluten-free food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gluten-Free bakeries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solo Photo Book in a Month Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wildflours Gluten-Free Market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunswick ME'/><title type='text'>SoFoBoMo: Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sg3zgKsg84I/AAAAAAAADus/R-oDqdNm2Kk/s1600-h/wildflours-36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sg3zgKsg84I/AAAAAAAADus/R-oDqdNm2Kk/s400/wildflours-36.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336188867456332674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dry ingredients stacked in the small baking area at Wildflours Gluten-free Bakery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I learned today? FLUFF is gluten-free!! I'm not sure why, but that little piece of information brought me great happiness. It's been years since I've eaten fluff, but now I know I could have a fluffernutter if I wanted. And I think I just might want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sg3zgVR8ssI/AAAAAAAADu8/JQsubPkXHEY/s1600-h/wildflours-109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sg3zgVR8ssI/AAAAAAAADu8/JQsubPkXHEY/s400/wildflours-109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336188870297694914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On today's baking schedule - Twinkles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did it. I officially kicked off the SoFoBoMo today. I know I hoped to kick it off a few days ago, but things didn't really come together. Some things just take longer than planned. As long as I don't take more than 31 days to get the book done! The adventure started at &lt;a href="http://wildflours.com/"&gt;Wildflours&lt;/a&gt; where I watched Jess, the baker, make Twinkles (GF Twinkies). Something tells me this project isn't going to be good for my sweet tooth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sg357LFxM2I/AAAAAAAADvc/WVIXKZeedcQ/s1600-h/wildflours-122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sg357LFxM2I/AAAAAAAADvc/WVIXKZeedcQ/s400/wildflours-122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336195928488489826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shopping list. Note that FLUFF is on the list :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sg3zgaFRMvI/AAAAAAAADu0/H2iS3QBOjnA/s1600-h/wildflours-90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sg3zgaFRMvI/AAAAAAAADu0/H2iS3QBOjnA/s400/wildflours-90.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336188871586689778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jess answers the phone while I browse through the grocery area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sg37g9xUOnI/AAAAAAAADvk/KSjhgh72sIc/s1600-h/wildflours-125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sg37g9xUOnI/AAAAAAAADvk/KSjhgh72sIc/s400/wildflours-125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336197677259700850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time to fill the Twinkles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sg30vzgJkiI/AAAAAAAADvM/msDtzZj4_Hs/s1600-h/wildflours-125.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sg34XLx78GI/AAAAAAAADvU/-hyr8eUblOg/s1600-h/wildflours-129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sg34XLx78GI/AAAAAAAADvU/-hyr8eUblOg/s400/wildflours-129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336194210686824546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ta-da! Yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The first day was, in my opinion, a success. I brought my brand new camera, fresh out of the box, and so I didn't realize that I was shooting in Jpeg for awhile. Not the end of the world, but if given the choice I always prefer a RAW file mainly because there is so much you can do with it later on. And if the goal is to print something (rather than just view it on the web), than RAW is always the way to go. So, a minor bump with no major impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next shoot is Monday at Anello's. I'm already looking forward to my BLT with spicy mayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-734199288875136527?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/734199288875136527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=734199288875136527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/734199288875136527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/734199288875136527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/05/sofobomo-day-1.html' title='SoFoBoMo: Day 1'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sg3zgKsg84I/AAAAAAAADus/R-oDqdNm2Kk/s72-c/wildflours-36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-8814047788258459912</id><published>2009-05-08T11:43:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:00:41.614-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gluten-Free bakeries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portsmouth NH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solo Photo Book in a Month Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wildflours Gluten-Free Market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brunswick ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anello&apos;s Cafe'/><title type='text'>The Next Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SgRpAFD3ibI/AAAAAAAADuk/GhHEv3Vml_w/s1600-h/salad-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SgRpAFD3ibI/AAAAAAAADuk/GhHEv3Vml_w/s400/salad-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333503308792826290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A salad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking on a challenge. For years I have wanted to make a book of my photos. A sturdy, hard cover book showing the best of me and my photographic abilities, a sign that I have truly arrived. Then the internet started allowing all of us to make this dream come true by providing places and tools and know-how that would turn hope into reality. Sights like Blurb and Lulu opened many doors for the creative types with dreams of seeing their work in print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the kicker is one still has to make the time to make the book. How many of us have wanted to do this and still haven't? My hand is raised very high in the air right now (think: Horshack on Welcome Back Kotter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I heard about a challenge set up to force photographers to stop talking and start working. It's called the Solo Photo Book in a Month Challenge, or &lt;a href="http://www.sofobomo.org/2009/"&gt;SoFoBoMo&lt;/a&gt;, and it is exactly what it sounds like - a challenge to make a photo book in one month's time. No more excuses! Time to get crackin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is, if you choose to take on the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This concept appealed to me because of the word 'challenge' and the idea of having a restricted amount of days/time to make yourself just do it. Can you really get it all done in a month's time? Will it be what you were hoping? Will you accomplish what you set out to do? I don't know, but knowing I have only a month makes me want to accomplish it, makes me want to see what I can do under these circumstances, and definitely makes me want to finally do something I've wanted to do for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goal is to have a finished product in book form (either PDF or actual book on Blurb, etc.) by the end of your 31 days. Pick a topic, pick up your camera, and just GO! So, I just signed up this week, even though I have been thinking about it for a little while. Originally I thought I would love to do a book all on photos in diners. Sure, it's been done but who doesn't love a good diner pic? And I for one love bringing my camera into any and all kinds of diners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SgRgmPFL5gI/AAAAAAAADuc/xZ9WVLrAWzk/s1600-h/rocknroll+diner+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SgRgmPFL5gI/AAAAAAAADuc/xZ9WVLrAWzk/s400/rocknroll+diner+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333494068713088514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A good diner pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I started to think about details and remembered a major factor about my life: I can't tolerate gluten. Driving all over New England for some great shots that may result in zero food options didn't seem like a great way to spend my month. A diner book is something I can do slowly, compiling many years of images into one fabulous place. I can take my time for something like that. No, I knew I would need to eat and so I chose to document a small number of gluten-free eateries. Ideally, I would love 3, 4 at the most. I currently have two who are willing to open their doors and let me capture some of the day to day happenings. Their support of this little project has been tremendous, so I would like to give them each a shout out and encourage all of you (GF or not) to visit their businesses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wildflours.com/"&gt;Wildflours&lt;/a&gt; is a new small Gluten-free bakery and grocery located in Brunswick, Maine. Try the raspberry coconut muffins or the GF TWINKIE (woohooo!!!), then be sure to browse for your favorite snacks, pastas, and baking mixes. I can't walk in there without leaving with a bag full of groceries and muffin mixes. Then I pawn them off on my friends and family and they rave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anelloscafe.com/"&gt;Anello's&lt;/a&gt; is an established completely gluten-free eatery in Portsmouth, NH (though they used to reside in Wells, ME). You can go in there and order anything off the menu and it will be gluten-free! It's a place you meet friends for lunch and feel completely relaxed about what you are putting in your mouth (a rare feeling for those who live GF). And the food is so good you would never feel like you were compromising anything.  People drive there from all over just to have that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if I can find one more place, then great. If I can't, then I'm pretty happy with this combo. This is not only a chance for me to be challenged, to finally make a book, but it's also the chance to promote local small businesses and hopefully give them some exposure. It's exciting to think where this project could lead me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have my official start day on Monday May 11, and finish 31 days later. Again, the goal is to make a book by the end. I'm excited for the challenge that lies ahead, and even more excited for the reward at the end that comes from accomplishing something like this. I will post periodically as I make my way through the ups and downs and yummy GF goodies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-8814047788258459912?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/8814047788258459912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=8814047788258459912' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8814047788258459912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/8814047788258459912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/05/next-challenge.html' title='The Next Challenge'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SgRpAFD3ibI/AAAAAAAADuk/GhHEv3Vml_w/s72-c/salad-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-3632490703114150402</id><published>2009-05-03T12:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T12:44:14.851-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee Shop'/><title type='text'>This...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sf3IlvaCjMI/AAAAAAAADuQ/bSqC_Aeu52M/s1600-h/NYC-4964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sf3IlvaCjMI/AAAAAAAADuQ/bSqC_Aeu52M/s400/NYC-4964.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331638084582935746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... is just one of those things I love about going to New York. Probably goes without saying that I fell for this, only to have the guy at the coffee shop tell me he doesn't like to high five.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-3632490703114150402?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/3632490703114150402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=3632490703114150402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/3632490703114150402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/3632490703114150402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/05/this.html' title='This...'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sf3IlvaCjMI/AAAAAAAADuQ/bSqC_Aeu52M/s72-c/NYC-4964.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-2548094030183610855</id><published>2009-04-13T10:30:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:42:19.099-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Sunday Morning Silliness: Part of the Sunday Morning Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SeOIy5sUY-I/AAAAAAAADuA/FIDxAlrd4nA/s1600-h/easter09+washed-4409.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324249592543601634" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SeOIy5sUY-I/AAAAAAAADuA/FIDxAlrd4nA/s400/easter09+washed-4409.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 268px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Max, via my new Lightroom Presets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Easter Bunny made a few stops this weekend. My nephew got a bunch of things to make him happy, mostly all centered around his love for animals. Between bites of food, I snapped some shots of him. This one is my fave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look at this, Juju!" Max would say to me, plopping a plastic owl into my hand.&lt;br /&gt;"That is so cool!" I would say back.&lt;br /&gt;"I know, and I have another one too, only in a different color!" His sentences always seem to end in exclamation points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopped up on sugar I went home and started to install some new Lightroom Presets that a fellow photog shared with me. After figuring out that little technical piece I started playing around and before long my behavior was not that different than my 6 year old nephew when he was playing with all his new toys. Transforming image after image had me giggly and inspired and excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours later, in front of my computer I could be heard "WOW! Look at that! That is SO cool!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorites were the ones that made a sort of vintage or washed look, which is somehow also a bit edgy and definitely fun. I thought about how this one little discovery could bring me so much joy, creating a stronger bond to my software, another reason to love my craft.  I find these kinds of moments to be so crucial. Reasons to laugh and jump around and feel excited about what you do and how much you love it. Reasons to feel like a kid again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-2548094030183610855?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/2548094030183610855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=2548094030183610855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2548094030183610855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2548094030183610855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunday-morning-silliness-part-of-sunday.html' title='Sunday Morning Silliness: Part of the Sunday Morning Series'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SeOIy5sUY-I/AAAAAAAADuA/FIDxAlrd4nA/s72-c/easter09+washed-4409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-2070222797018100328</id><published>2009-04-06T21:04:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:42:51.557-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Feel the Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SeOJSk40AiI/AAAAAAAADuI/b8rKvguY0vY/s1600-h/charliebday-4362.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324250136714674722" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SeOJSk40AiI/AAAAAAAADuI/b8rKvguY0vY/s400/charliebday-4362.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Charlie Ellis turns 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any better cake than the one you have on your first birthday? The freedom to eat fist fulls at a time while ingesting high quantities of sugar. The one time in life when more of your birthday cake ends up all over your body rather than in it. A moment that is all yours with a room full of people cheering you on. We all need more days like that in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this image over the weekend at Charlie's first birthday party. I love this shot. It's as if he's having a zen moment with the cake.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me smile. And want cake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-2070222797018100328?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/2070222797018100328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=2070222797018100328' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2070222797018100328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2070222797018100328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/04/feel-cake.html' title='Feel the Cake'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SeOJSk40AiI/AAAAAAAADuI/b8rKvguY0vY/s72-c/charliebday-4362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-545153890034584647</id><published>2009-03-31T12:12:00.025-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:43:38.901-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Willard Beach The Real Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gitgo Productions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Betsy Carson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kate Kiminski'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film stills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Q Street Diner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Maine'/><title type='text'>Lights, Camera, Action!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SdJDWoWV5jI/AAAAAAAADss/DHWjhbtHoMY/s1600-h/WBTRSdiner2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319388165945288242" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SdJDWoWV5jI/AAAAAAAADss/DHWjhbtHoMY/s320/WBTRSdiner2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Harris Cooley and Braden Biddings at the Q Street Diner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And away we go! Here it is folks, the day so many of you have been waiting for. The day when local production company Gitgo Productions (Kate Kiminski and Betsy Carson) launches its highly anticipated and totally hilarious web series &lt;a href="http://willardbeach.tv/"&gt;'Willard Beach, The Real Story&lt;/a&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so it launches tomorrow, April 1st (no, this is not a joke), but I wanted to give you just a tiny bit of warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SdJDXtDgPII/AAAAAAAADs8/QvnfOa-stEg/s1600-h/WB+TRS-3546.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319388184388320386" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SdJDXtDgPII/AAAAAAAADs8/QvnfOa-stEg/s320/WB+TRS-3546.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Denise Poirier  at the Empire Dine and Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something for everyone in this fun new web series, from gossip to local celebrities to lover's quarrels to what happens in everyday, small town America where everyone knows your business. It also features really good looking, local talent hanging out in fun Portland landmarks (think: Q Street Diner, Enterprise Records, Empire Dine &amp;amp; Dance...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SdJHLw4A66I/AAAAAAAADtU/mvLRPagoXvE/s1600-h/WB+TRS-4115.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319392377301953442" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SdJHLw4A66I/AAAAAAAADtU/mvLRPagoXvE/s320/WB+TRS-4115.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Jennywren Sanders and Braden Biddings at Enterprise Records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SdJDXzpscbI/AAAAAAAADtM/5pXOXpUYEVA/s1600-h/WBTRS-3382.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319388186159116722" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SdJDXzpscbI/AAAAAAAADtM/5pXOXpUYEVA/s320/WBTRS-3382.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Kathryn Morrison and Keith Anctil making their way through morning coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's comedy meets quirkiness meets soap opera meets satire. And just so you don't forget, it's called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WILLARD BEACH, THE REAL STORY&lt;/span&gt;. You can learn more &lt;a href="http://willardbeach.tv/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://2point8.tv/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. You should probably bookmark those two things so you can be sure to tune in every week. That way you'll always have something to discuss at the water cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SdJDXRKB7bI/AAAAAAAADs0/fxze3Q7ljXE/s1600-h/WB+TRS-3308.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319388176899501490" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SdJDXRKB7bI/AAAAAAAADs0/fxze3Q7ljXE/s320/WB+TRS-3308.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;David Wallace reads the local news and eavesdrops at the Q Street Diner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And why am I telling you all this? Because I'm the project's still photographer. Oh, and because I know a good thing when I see it and I wouldn't want you to miss out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-545153890034584647?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/545153890034584647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=545153890034584647' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/545153890034584647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/545153890034584647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/03/lights-camera-action.html' title='Lights, Camera, Action!'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SdJDWoWV5jI/AAAAAAAADss/DHWjhbtHoMY/s72-c/WBTRSdiner2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-721599569977493746</id><published>2009-03-15T13:26:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:44:38.371-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hassleblad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ferry Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scarborough Maine'/><title type='text'>Hip To Be Square</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sb1BwYd-MxI/AAAAAAAADsk/CPE-r3j880I/s1600-h/ferrybeach309.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313475434824741650" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sb1BwYd-MxI/AAAAAAAADsk/CPE-r3j880I/s320/ferrybeach309.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Ferry Beach - Scarborough, Maine. My favorite beach in the whole wide world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sb06YKrz3BI/AAAAAAAADsc/NvwxKJ2eUmo/s1600-h/ferrybeach309.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent jaunts around town with my dusty Hasselblad have served me well. Using a medium format film camera forces you to slow down, something I think we all should do every once in awhile. Plus, it got me out exploring some of the jewels Maine has to offer us all. A solitary walk along Ferry Beach and a trek around Macworth Island with another photographer were both good ways to feed the soul and work on the craft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more rolls of film waiting to be shot and places waiting to be explored. More chances to shift gears and slow down. More reasons to love photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Victor Hasselblad and Carl Zeiss. I owe you one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sb06YKrz3BI/AAAAAAAADsc/NvwxKJ2eUmo/s1600-h/ferrybeach309.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-721599569977493746?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/721599569977493746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=721599569977493746' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/721599569977493746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/721599569977493746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/03/hip-to-be-square.html' title='Hip To Be Square'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/Sb1BwYd-MxI/AAAAAAAADsk/CPE-r3j880I/s72-c/ferrybeach309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-5799626282053508824</id><published>2009-03-08T14:01:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:45:38.721-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><title type='text'>Missing the Grain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SbQQjl2Va9I/AAAAAAAADsM/JTrIrkrK2YM/s1600-h/Avacado.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310888064218131410" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SbQQjl2Va9I/AAAAAAAADsM/JTrIrkrK2YM/s320/Avacado.jpg" style="display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Avocado Party, Bowdoinham ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss film. I miss it like you might miss an old friend. An old friend who lives far away and always makes you smile. Maybe you've forgotten that you miss this person and suddenly a memory triggers something, you laugh, then smile, then wish you could hang out together. You remember how many good days (and nights) you've had with this old friend. That's how I feel about film right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss seeing grain. I miss the surprise when you get a roll of film back. I miss the feel of a sturdy camera in my hands. I love you digital, but you still don't hold a candle to my love for a technology that may have passed us by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SbQQjX-yIJI/AAAAAAAADsE/yt644En7NHg/s1600-h/matrixben+web.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310888060495470738" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SbQQjX-yIJI/AAAAAAAADsE/yt644En7NHg/s320/matrixben+web.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 202px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Matrix Ben, NYC subway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why this sudden sentimental overload? I think it has been building slowly. When I look at some images shot in a square format I remember that I own a Hasselblad and that I can also go out make cool square images . Then I sigh and go do something on my computer. The final kicker was Friday night when I went to see a show at the Portland Museum of Art called '&lt;a href="http://www.portlandmuseum.org/exhibitions-collections/current.shtml"&gt;Backstage Pass&lt;/a&gt;'. Brightly painted walls covered with Rock &amp;amp; Roll photography, grainy and gritty and sometimes candid but all amazing. I stared at image after image shot on film, often in low light, sometimes even exposed somewhat poorly and ached for my old equipment and a roll of film. I wanted to take my Pentax K1000 and stand on a street corner, camera dangling at my waist and shoot an entire roll of Tri-x 'from the hip'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SbQTWIAlwUI/AAAAAAAADsU/ab7XYMSEyxs/s1600-h/nakedcowboy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310891131404665154" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SbQTWIAlwUI/AAAAAAAADsU/ab7XYMSEyxs/s320/nakedcowboy.jpg" style="display: block; height: 215px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;The Naked Cowboy, NYC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have pulled out the rugged Hassy today and realized there is still an unfinished roll in it that has been in there at least a year. I searched for more 120 film at home and was sad to discover there was none. I'm not sure why that was a surprise to me, especially since I have always been much more of a 35mm shooter, but it was. I could take the ancient Pentax for a walk, but the battery is dead and the battery compartment seems to be sealed shut. Guess it's been awhile since that camera has been put to use! So, I am dusting off the medium format beauty (ashamed that I let it get dusty in the first place) and heading out the door to get some film, find some inspiration, and remember what it feels like to shoot film. Then I will wait impatiently for the results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-5799626282053508824?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/5799626282053508824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=5799626282053508824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/5799626282053508824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/5799626282053508824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/03/avocado-party-bowdoinham-me-i-miss-film.html' title='Missing the Grain'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SbQQjl2Va9I/AAAAAAAADsM/JTrIrkrK2YM/s72-c/Avacado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-37475808793062232</id><published>2009-02-24T12:15:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:07:55.042-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Higgins Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><title type='text'>Sick Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SaQ0wiUY9wI/AAAAAAAADrg/Uj8Rk4TB4BM/s1600-h/Higgins-3637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SaQ0wiUY9wI/AAAAAAAADrg/Uj8Rk4TB4BM/s320/Higgins-3637.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306424269399979778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Higgins Beach after the latest snow storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even photographers get sick. Today I sit in my pj's surrounded by tissues and battling up and down body temperatures and low energy. There's no one who needs calling with a report that I won't be heading in to work today. And there certainly isn't someone who will pay me to sit home sick. I had already forgotten that many people in our country have that option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I sit surrounded by the many tissues and almost empty cups of liquids and just get to work. Build a new page on the website, contact a local magazine, spend time with the blog, work on some photos. The news shows slowly turn into soap operas (nice to learn Bo and Hope are still on TV...) and I wonder where the remote is and how much effort it will take me to get up and change the channel. Maybe I should make some tea, which will require more effort than finding the remote, but might be more rewarding. Sounds like a lot of things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something funny about telling myself I need to take a sick day, and then still finding ways to get things done. Funny I guess, because I am still getting used to being my own boss. I like that I can stay home, feeling far below 100% and still accomplish something. Don't need to look nice to work on the computer. Plus, there are so few distractions for me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SaQ0vJNZchI/AAAAAAAADrY/OkSIPTKjIq8/s1600-h/Higgins-3644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SaQ0vJNZchI/AAAAAAAADrY/OkSIPTKjIq8/s320/Higgins-3644.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306424245479895570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I left the office after only a few hours. I drove to Higgins Beach in Scarborough and took a little walk with my camera. I hoped the fresh air would make me feel better. I also thought if I wasn't feeling up to getting work done in the office, then at least I could put the camera to use. The air wasn't the right answer, it just made my nose run even more. But using the camera, as always, was a good recipe to make me feel better. Even if it was only temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-37475808793062232?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/37475808793062232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=37475808793062232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/37475808793062232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/37475808793062232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick-day.html' title='Sick Day'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SaQ0wiUY9wI/AAAAAAAADrg/Uj8Rk4TB4BM/s72-c/Higgins-3637.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-1959186975014791362</id><published>2009-02-15T09:57:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:03:43.921-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Portland Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Q Street Diner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diners'/><title type='text'>The Inspiration I Was Looking For...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SZguFl4xQWI/AAAAAAAADrQ/jHRAcSe2pbw/s1600-h/Qstdiner-3257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SZguFl4xQWI/AAAAAAAADrQ/jHRAcSe2pbw/s320/Qstdiner-3257.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303039234833203554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... happened when I walked into the Q Street Diner yesterday. A sunny spot in a cold winter day - seriously, the building is painted bright yellow - with walls covered in movie and music and political memorabilia, the Q Street Diner is just what I needed to help shake this case of the blahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SZgt4gO3ZyI/AAAAAAAADrI/DjgoLhJhSw8/s1600-h/Qstdiner-3338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SZgt4gO3ZyI/AAAAAAAADrI/DjgoLhJhSw8/s320/Qstdiner-3338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303039009976968994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you go wrong with Bogart and Nixon sharing the same wall space?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SZgt4QBPzII/AAAAAAAADrA/JJfY_7aA2mk/s1600-h/Qstdiner-3259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SZgt4QBPzII/AAAAAAAADrA/JJfY_7aA2mk/s320/Qstdiner-3259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303039005624880258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An empty window after the lunch rush. I could stare at it for hours and still not get every detail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's a story in the &lt;a href="http://www.themaineswitch.com/story/view/2223/"&gt;Maine Switch&lt;/a&gt;, in case you want to go see for yourself.  Don't forget to check out the life size cardboad cut-out of of Humphrey Bogart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-1959186975014791362?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/1959186975014791362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=1959186975014791362' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/1959186975014791362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/1959186975014791362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/02/inspiration-i-was-looking-for.html' title='The Inspiration I Was Looking For...'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SZguFl4xQWI/AAAAAAAADrQ/jHRAcSe2pbw/s72-c/Qstdiner-3257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-7962275105894275283</id><published>2009-02-13T08:49:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:09:03.559-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Angeles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><title type='text'>Trying to find some focus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SZYGy9P3pNI/AAAAAAAADqw/onUo5-fbEnY/s1600-h/HJT-2729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SZYGy9P3pNI/AAAAAAAADqw/onUo5-fbEnY/s320/HJT-2729.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302433083779687634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A beach in California. Where I wish was right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's cold and it's January and I'm struggling to find some inspiration. OH! It's not January, it's actually February. Ooops. My mind is a month behind. I guess those 2+ weeks I spent in sunny California did something to my concept of time. Anyway, I am still getting used to the idea of working for me and keeping some sort of schedule that doesn't involve my pj's and a laptop and endless cups of coffee. I find myself in this almost weird sort of time warp, struggling between getting lots of little things done and feeling like I'm getting nothing done. I head into the office where I'm happy to find myself around other photographers, all of whom have helped me in some way. We come out of our offices and try to laugh or distract ourselves from the fact that there isn't much work right now. Keeping a positive attitude is essential and yet a struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent Tuesday in the lighting studio bonding with my new lighting kit. I have been editing still photos from recent stints on different film sets. Some images for a friend who is working on a short film (that is a continuation of his 48 Hour Film Project), and the other for an independent feature I hooked up with while in Los Angeles. That whole experience is what I really want to write about and I am DYING to post those images on my blog. It was by far the highlight of my trip. But we will have to wait for that project to wrap and hopefully be released before I will share much more. Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So between editing and learning more about my equipment and lighting, there is the need to promote oneself. Everyone in the office is feeling discouraged and worried with what little work there seems to be. Perhaps a good time to update the website, start a new project, or maybe learn more about your craft. I say it's also a good time to work on relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fellow photographer  I have assisted for a couple of times gave me a good piece of advice. He told me the key to marketing yourself is relationships. Take those relationships you make along the way and cultivate them. This makes perfect sense. How else will they know to think of you when they are in need of a photographer? His advice clicked with me and in that moment faces of people I had already been building a relationship with flashed through my mind. It was a moment that helped me to let go of that unhealthy schoolgirl  feeling that maybe I'll be bugging someone by contacting them. It's just the opposite. The cultivated relationship is mutually beneficial, and the key to growing success for yourself and those around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where being a social creature can start to work in my favor. At least, that's my hope. Hopefully this will help me find some much needed focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-7962275105894275283?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/7962275105894275283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=7962275105894275283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/7962275105894275283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/7962275105894275283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/02/trying-to-find-some-focus.html' title='Trying to find some focus'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SZYGy9P3pNI/AAAAAAAADqw/onUo5-fbEnY/s72-c/HJT-2729.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-4119302097831794952</id><published>2009-02-07T18:49:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:46:39.836-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><title type='text'>Baby, It's Cold Outside!</title><content type='html'>But that's no reason to stay in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SY4eOtcemTI/AAAAAAAADqQ/Wxke1x76VBI/s1600-h/winter-3125.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300207049527695666" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SY4eOtcemTI/AAAAAAAADqQ/Wxke1x76VBI/s320/winter-3125.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited my nephew at an ice skating party in his neighborhood. He ate snow while I networked. Well, my plan was to visit with him after several weeks of not seeing each other, but a little outside socializing led to me working the crowd and passing out business cards.  Seems like a good way to spend a Saturday. (And right now those of us who are self-employed need to take every opportunity we can to boost business.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SY4h6495dPI/AAAAAAAADqg/E_RRF9pjhk0/s1600-h/winter-3121.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300211107069785330" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SY4h6495dPI/AAAAAAAADqg/E_RRF9pjhk0/s320/winter-3121.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even cookies still taste good when sitting out in the cold. Shaw's should be paying me for this amazing product placement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SY4eOnb7DAI/AAAAAAAADqI/bU0NxlXApOg/s1600-h/winter-3127-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300207047914753026" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SY4eOnb7DAI/AAAAAAAADqI/bU0NxlXApOg/s320/winter-3127-2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sticks, shovels, and hats combined with a little ice can make for a great day. But don't forget your camera and business cards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-4119302097831794952?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/4119302097831794952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=4119302097831794952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/4119302097831794952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/4119302097831794952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby, It&apos;s Cold Outside!'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SY4eOtcemTI/AAAAAAAADqQ/Wxke1x76VBI/s72-c/winter-3125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-3340239821931861987</id><published>2009-01-25T15:47:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:47:37.561-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Diego'/><title type='text'>Latte Morning: From the Sunday Morning Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SXzRx_9yFxI/AAAAAAAADp8/cIj9Wz6XSos/s1600-h/erikasage-2968.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295337918795224850" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SXzRx_9yFxI/AAAAAAAADp8/cIj9Wz6XSos/s320/erikasage-2968.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Sage looks into the kitchen to see what her mother is up to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday mornings in my mind have always been a day to relax. Get a late start, have that extra cup of coffee, maybe do something fun, and hopefully get recharged for the week that lies ahead. So I have found myself posting photos of my occasional Sunday morning (see &lt;a href="http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-snow.html"&gt;Magical Morning&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2008/11/golden-morning.html"&gt;Golden Morning&lt;/a&gt;). I thought about doing a monthly Sunday morning photo for my blog, and today while in San Diego I photographed Erika and Sage getting ready for their Sunday morning visit to the zoo. Erika whipped up some latte's while Sage watched and I photographed. Welcome to the Monthly Sunday Morning Series...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SXzQfq1UNHI/AAAAAAAADp0/tij0UPHeYMY/s1600-h/erikasage-2969.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295336504373294194" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SXzQfq1UNHI/AAAAAAAADp0/tij0UPHeYMY/s320/erikasage-2969.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Erika fires up the espresso machine and I realize there is amazing light coming through the window and caffeine on its way to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SXzQflSQqhI/AAAAAAAADps/2G0UkmGH1ac/s1600-h/erikasage-2970.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295336502884084242" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SXzQflSQqhI/AAAAAAAADps/2G0UkmGH1ac/s320/erikasage-2970.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Magic pours out of the two spouts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SXzQfpvlEiI/AAAAAAAADpk/pBddqkQs9PU/s1600-h/erikasage-2977.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295336504080798242" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SXzQfpvlEiI/AAAAAAAADpk/pBddqkQs9PU/s320/erikasage-2977.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Sage joins the party, and all the great light falls onto her face and into those crazy blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SXzQfJWjIkI/AAAAAAAADpc/_EOZmGzuhDY/s1600-h/erikasage-2981.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295336495385879106" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SXzQfJWjIkI/AAAAAAAADpc/_EOZmGzuhDY/s320/erikasage-2981.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Future Coffee Drinker :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SXzQe28iklI/AAAAAAAADpU/vBhSkg-Cq10/s1600-h/erikasage-2986.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295336490444952146" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SXzQe28iklI/AAAAAAAADpU/vBhSkg-Cq10/s320/erikasage-2986.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Sage gets her first taste of foamed milk, and her eyes once again catch all the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chances are high that coffee will be featured often in my monthly Sunday morning posts, as it is one of my favorite things to enjoy. Lucky for me, Erika's love of caffeine matches, maybe even surpasses, mine. Sadly, next Sunday I will be back in the cold of New England, drinking regular drip coffee and longing for sunny skies. So spoiled am I after barely two weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I better start bracing myself for reality....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photographer's note: it is important to note that no coffee was given to the child in the photos, but more importantly the subject is nowhere near as skilled with the espresso machine as her husband is. Since he is serving in Iraq, the subject is doing the best she can and anxious for his return so that amazing lattes and mochas will be prepared for her once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-3340239821931861987?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/3340239821931861987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=3340239821931861987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/3340239821931861987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/3340239821931861987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/01/san-diego-morning-from-sunday-morning.html' title='Latte Morning: From the Sunday Morning Series'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SXzRx_9yFxI/AAAAAAAADp8/cIj9Wz6XSos/s72-c/erikasage-2968.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-6643008119486050656</id><published>2009-01-21T02:41:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:48:09.792-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Diego'/><title type='text'>Green Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SXbSRSb9tAI/AAAAAAAADg8/3-l9vOtus4A/s1600-h/calif-2362.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293649606469334018" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SXbSRSb9tAI/AAAAAAAADg8/3-l9vOtus4A/s320/calif-2362.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the waterfront in downtown San Diego there are these cool globes decorated by different artists, and all spreading the message of caring about the earth and living eco-friendly. Naturally, a very cool idea in my book. This one caught my eye, with its message of not wasting in order to create. Or creating with things that would have once been wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SXbSBjtveRI/AAAAAAAADg0/cdj3yXj529Q/s1600-h/calif-2361.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293649336229394706" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SXbSBjtveRI/AAAAAAAADg0/cdj3yXj529Q/s320/calif-2361.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent the last several days of my California Conquering Tour scoping out LA, shooting some stills on sets, staring at the amazing colors in the sky, and generally just enjoying my time here. I think I have developed a bit of a crush on CA. This New England girl is pretty surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully tomorrow my camera will be back in my hands and another post will follow. For now, I am ready to fall asleep on the Navy base outside Malibu, at the house of an old neighborhood friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too tired to make sense today....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-6643008119486050656?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/6643008119486050656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=6643008119486050656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6643008119486050656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/6643008119486050656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/01/green-art.html' title='Green Art'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SXbSRSb9tAI/AAAAAAAADg8/3-l9vOtus4A/s72-c/calif-2362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-454970710989279748</id><published>2009-01-15T19:20:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:48:40.364-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gluten-free food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Diego'/><title type='text'>Another One Bites the Crust</title><content type='html'>I had Gluten-Free Pizza yesterday!! California Rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_Yz1pCZJI/AAAAAAAADfs/S_CdvY6pH5g/s1600-h/calif-2346.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291686472267752594" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_Yz1pCZJI/AAAAAAAADfs/S_CdvY6pH5g/s400/calif-2346.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 268px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is no award-winning photo, but it is evidence that in California I can eat at a chain restaurant and get it gluten-free and organic (and hopefully local, but I didn't ask) at this great place called &lt;a href="http://www.pizzafusion.com/"&gt;Pizza Fusion&lt;/a&gt;. Can someone please open up one of these places in Portland, Maine? I would and all, but I don't really have any interest in spending any more of my life in the restaurant biz. Besides, that would cut into my time and prevent me from taking great photos like the one below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_Y5gaSd8I/AAAAAAAADf0/e4fmhsJN6Pw/s1600-h/calif-2347.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291686569647962050" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_Y5gaSd8I/AAAAAAAADf0/e4fmhsJN6Pw/s320/calif-2347.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;2 divas and a Mainer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My heart swells when I see these two. Melody and Zeamora are my pals from Semester at Sea, and there's just something about the bond shared with people who see the world for the first time together, especially when some of the adventures include ex-prisoners.  Of course, any involvement with criminals was always Melody's fault. Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I could write some stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-454970710989279748?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/454970710989279748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=454970710989279748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/454970710989279748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/454970710989279748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-one-bites-crust.html' title='Another One Bites the Crust'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_Yz1pCZJI/AAAAAAAADfs/S_CdvY6pH5g/s72-c/calif-2346.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-2622480011851106209</id><published>2009-01-14T12:02:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:12:59.222-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretty Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><title type='text'>California Dreamin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW4apHY7Q6I/AAAAAAAADfA/rTugf0Vu-rA/s1600-h/-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW4apHY7Q6I/AAAAAAAADfA/rTugf0Vu-rA/s400/-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291195905867465634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the Pacific Ocean yesterday. Having left the cold grip of the Northeast with my camera gear and a large heap of excitement, I landed in San Diego and eased into my first day. First, there was the necessary dose of caffeine, then a walk on the beach where I stood in the water and stared out at the mass of  blue in front of me. It was odd to feel sun shining on my face. I honestly can't remember the last time I headed for sunnier skies in the middle of winter. I could have just watched the ocean all day and gone back home happy. Back home to the Atlantic Ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW4f3u5OQlI/AAAAAAAADfI/eXtR8aDix6w/s1600-h/calif-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW4f3u5OQlI/AAAAAAAADfI/eXtR8aDix6w/s400/calif-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291201654548218450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched these two surfers enter the ocean from cliff while a train sped by right behind me. It was then that I knew taking this trip was a good idea. My camera and I are looking forward to spending a lot of time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497546417757225234-2622480011851106209?l=livethroughthelens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/feeds/2622480011851106209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7497546417757225234&amp;postID=2622480011851106209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2622480011851106209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497546417757225234/posts/default/2622480011851106209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livethroughthelens.blogspot.com/2009/01/california-dreamin.html' title='California Dreamin&apos;'/><author><name>Live Through the Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04566510968741292633</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW_nqJr64XI/AAAAAAAADgU/BpjkFQx7k7s/S220/me-1810.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SW4apHY7Q6I/AAAAAAAADfA/rTugf0Vu-rA/s72-c/-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497546417757225234.post-7024318653483890501</id><published>2009-01-01T12:45:00.037-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T09:51:00.520-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ithaca College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Higgins Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portland Maine'/><title type='text'>Time Flies: My Year in Photos</title><content type='html'>2009 is here, and I am, in some ways, still trying to catch my breath from 2008. It was the year of re-connections and creative inspiration. There were a few risks, some adventures, lots of laughs, and many improvements. And on December 31 I punched out for the last time, leaving the place I have worked for the last four years. I am officially on my own. Self-employed. Unemployed. However you want to look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels pretty good. So I spent New Year's digging through the photos of the past year, seeing where I've been and how far I've come. Here are some of my favorite moments....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SV6HosmK3FI/AAAAAAAADd0/C7DxLaf8lWE/s1600-h/lobdip.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286812145815313490" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SV6HosmK3FI/AAAAAAAADd0/C7DxLaf8lWE/s400/lobdip.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;New Year's Day, 2008. I photographed the Annual Lobster Dip, a fundraiser for Maine's Special Olympics. Crazy people jump into the Atlantic Ocean to support a good cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SV6HoSegldI/AAAAAAAADds/ltcHlm2yLVQ/s1600-h/pig.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286812138803860946" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SV6HoSegldI/AAAAAAAADds/ltcHlm2yLVQ/s400/pig.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;The weekend warrior started making animals out of scrap metal. I took a portrait of his latest, the pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SV6EdwSi16I/AAAAAAAADdU/XZk8Hemb56w/s1600-h/hubcap-0018.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286808659293296546" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SV6EdwSi16I/AAAAAAAADdU/XZk8Hemb56w/s400/hubcap-0018.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;The WW and I in a garage in Purcelville, VA. We bought an El Camino on EBay, and took a little road trip to fetch it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SV6aVCK1kkI/AAAAAAAADes/CofcWQj-V1I/s1600-h/maxeaster-0045.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286832698729796162" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SV6aVCK1kkI/AAAAAAAADes/CofcWQj-V1I/s400/maxeaster-0045.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 268px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;This is my nephew, Max, on Easter. It's amazing how young he looks in this photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SV6EdiLZJ5I/AAAAAAAADdM/CwZ46nSSlJs/s1600-h/charlie.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286808655505205138" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SV6EdiLZJ5I/AAAAAAAADdM/CwZ46nSSlJs/s400/charlie.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Tom Brady's love child is born in Portland, Maine. I'm kidding. This is Charlie Ellis, and he's pretty darn cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SV6EdayfItI/AAAAAAAADdE/KjaMYFLH1pE/s1600-h/mag+tuck-0044.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286808653521691346" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOkZMIwAKSY/SV6EdayfItI/AAAAAAAADdE/KjaMYFLH1pE/s400/mag+tuck-0044.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Hanging out with friends and therefore lots of kids is common for me. I'm a sucker for a swing set and always love photos of people swinging, 
