So, this is the new year

So, here we are at the end of our first month of 2014…& I don't know about you, but  I have been working my ass off the entire time. I know it's not cool to be really into new years resolutions, but I totally am. Every year I make about 10, and tend to stick strong to a few of them. My main resolution this year was to work on my photography every.single.day. I constantly e-mail brands, news papers, bloggers, bands, everyone that I've ever wanted to connect with, even if I know it's a long shot…because, why not? My goal for the year is to have only one very part time job, and to photograph  and work creatively the rest of the time. I will do it, and soon. 

I wanted to share with you my most recent projects/publications: Portland Supply Co. (www.portlandsupplyco.com) Stay Wild magazine (www.staywildmagazine.com) and my feature on (blog.imbreannarose.com). I hope you all take the time to check out these inspirational companies, I'm really proud to be apart of them.

<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

((( I don't care if I sound cocky or full of myself to some, because I'm not. I'm a grown ass woman and I'm confident in my abilities. I work hard for what I get, and I don't expect anything to be handed to me.  There will be no "ifs" or "someday" in 2014. I'm going to make every dream I have a reality. This is my year, because I'm going to make it my year, and I'm off to a pretty damn good start. )))

Tonight.

   I was driving at dusk, dodging crookedly parked cars and hurried drivers on a busy Portland street, when I came to a red light. As I mumbled impatiently to myself, I looked over at the little drive-through coffee shop that I often desperately peel into to get my caffeine fix on the way to work. The dimly lit shop signaled that they had just closed their doors, and there was two shadows inside, a man and a woman.  I could see them bobbing their heads along to a song they were both familiar with, looking up at each other with a smile. After a moment, the male-shadow threw his towel onto a nearby table, and scooped the woman-shadow up into his arms. They threw their heads back in laughter, dancing with each other in a clumsy waltz-like way. He dipped her so sweetly towards the ground, still laughing…and the stoplight turned green. I wished so badly that I had my camera by my side like I normally do. But, I also knew that moment wasn't meant to be shared, not even with me. I just happened to catch them in their sweet bubble, lucky to get a glimpse into such an innocent moment.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The last two weeks of 2013 were full of love, bundled up winter adventures, cozy nights tangled underneath warm blankets, family laughs, and good times with good people. My days in the Midwest are always far too few, so I cherish every minute I am given at home. I felt so lucky to get two weeks with my man. Being in a long distance relationship isn't easy, but I look forward to the time when the distance will be nonexistent so much so that it overshadows any negativity that creeps in from our separation. Peter truly is the most kind hearted, strong willed, creative, and inspirational person I know. We lay awake at night talking about how we will always spend our time as makers, adventurers…creating and becoming better together, always…and I know we will. 

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I warmly welcome this new year with confidence and a full heart. I've never been more ready to face the challenges and hard work that wait ahead for me. I'm going to accomplish big things in this the year, 2014

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art- write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.”
-Neil Gaiman