look. listen.

I am aware that I have this ridiculously privileged life, where at the moment, I’m in a place that gives me a lot of free time to work on my hobbies and spend time just being. Take this morning for example:

We all filter out of bed by 9am, gathering in the living room for breakfast and coffee and The Colbert Report. Every morning, it’s our tradition. And after the show is finished Hannah and I sat together on the couch, my arm over her shoulders, our heads resting together. And we just stayed there for awhile. School could wait. Cleaning could wait. Life…could wait. The house was quiet, the sun through the curtains casting shadows on the wall. Neither of us dared to move, neither of us wanting to break the spell.

there is no ‘try’

I updated my Facebook status yesterday: Emily is full of ideas and not much action.

Those ideas have all centered around photography. For the past week or so I’ve been bouncing around the internet, reading blogs and photography websites, tracking down more links than I care to count. I’m finding inspiration, finding ideas, finding a great deal of joy in reading the most obscure articles on things like off-camera flash. Finding myself driven, motivated to learn more, to practice more, to try and to fail if that’s what it takes to do better the next time.

Because I’m finding that photography makes sense.

But I’m also finding myself doing more *thinking about* rather than *acting upon* these new ideas. I need to go pick up my camera and get out there. Or else this love of photography is entirely meaningless.


We should be taught not to wait for inspiration to start a thing. Action always generates inspiration. Inspiration seldom generates action.
(Frank Tibolt, Lenswork Quotes for Photographers)