Happy Sunday! This week, in honor of Mother’s day, I decided to post a mini project that my mom really liked. My mother is one of my biggest supporters. She dreamed of her little girl being a nurse, like her. Instead she got this anxiety ridden artist. I couldn’t ask for a better mother. Ill dedicate this post to all mothers, living or passed on, single mothers/fathers, and anyone who is that mother figure in someones life.
Every other week Ill post some random snaps I took over the week. I’ll be starting mini photo themes to keep myself active and my eye sharp. But this week, Its all just documentary style snaps of my life lately.
Just 3 years ago if I heard those two works spoken together I would cringe. Shooting weddings scared me. When I shot my first wedding in 2009, I was only an assistant. Yet, I was so nervous I threw up in the bathroom before the ceremony even started. When I shot my first wedding solo, I, again, was too nervous to even present the photos and book to the Bride. I just mailed it to her. Now, I’m only scared a little of the thought of sleepless nights of editing.
I am only a year into the start of my business, Mariah Alicia Visual. Its a slow and steady process that I’m humbled to go through. With summer season approaching, I’m mentally preparing myself for the weddings I have booked this season. I’m much more comfortable shooting weddings now. Over the last few years, I’ve grown into my own and I’m not as socially awkward as I use to be (for the most part).
If you or anyone you know needs a wedding photographer, you can view more of my sample work on my website. You can also drop my a line here, or skip all that and email me directly firstname.lastname@example.org.
In 2013, I randomly decided to move to Cleveland OH. It was the first of many reckless decisions and honestly my best one. I spent about 7 months living a carefree life. It was stressful; being broke and a homebody, reading beatnik poetry and sleeping till 2 pm. Through all that, I spent that time really coming into my own as an artist. Until the move, I was working constantly but had no clear vision as to who I was as an artist. It was like a poor man’s summer art workshop.
I painted and drew all the time. I also found a new medium; writing. I was reading a lot of Ginsberg and Kerouac at the time (I’m a beatnik head) and felt really inspired from the melancholy of my life. When I moved back to Buffalo, I stopped writing. It took me a few years to reread all that mess. So last year while living in FL, I felt that same melancholy I felt in Ohio and started writing again. After a few months, I dug up those Ohio poems and stories and edited them the best way I could and decided to make a book.
I may still go through with the book. I’m still working things out at my own pace. One day I’ll make up my mind. But for now here are some pages from my first draft.