Monthly Archives: March 2010

Amber’s Story | Guest Blogger

Cultures all around the world send their young into initiation rites where they learn to understand humbleness and achieve self-control. It’s a rite of passage. Giving birth is just that, it’s a woman’s rite of passage into motherhood that teaches her humbleness, self control,  and strength. When she surrenders to the process, accepts the intense sensations, works through each contraction, and digs deep within herself she is then touched by the Unknown and Unknowable.

 

Looking back through the images Julie captured that day brings me back to what is commonly referred to as “Labor Land”.  It’s peaceful there, it’s dark, it’s warm, and it’s intense. By giving birth at home instead of a busy hospital I was able to completely surrender to my Birth Land. I created my own space inside of me and was completely drawn inside myself, yet I was hyper-aware of every little noise and movement going on around me.  As each contraction would surge through my body like wave I would slip further and further into myself, into my ‘labor land’.

 

In labor I reach a breaking point. It’s the point at which I reach self-doubt. It’s the point at which i don’t want to feel those rushes of contractions any longer. It’s at that point where I realize my true inner strength. Birth, to me, is not something that needs to be numbed; it is a very powerful and challenging experience that needs to be felt. By choosing to give birth at home I don’t give myself the option to choose to numb myself nor do I give myself the option to give up.  I trust my body to do what it is made to do, I trust my inner power and my ability to give life. It’s at that moment where I become fierce, I don’t ask for it, it just invades me and carries my child with it. The first moment where I touched this tiny person that had been kicking and squirming inside of me is so indescribable. Time stops, for a brief moment time actually stops. There is nothing in life that matters at that very moment then feeling his silky skin nestled in my arms. It’s the biggest rush I’ve ever felt in my life and it’s something that I will never forget. Life, in that one tiny moment, is at complete perfection.

 

Murray Mondays | Omaha Nebraska Wedding Photographer

I’ve been struggling with writers block for the last week. I started and stopped several blogs, none of them seemed particularly worthy to be blogged. I think the stress and excitement of photography season is beginning. It is the constant balance of working 60 plus hours a week, limited sleep, trying to edit photos, create new ideas, find time for my husband and pushing myself to the next creative level.

The major mistake I made last year was I did not setup photo shoots for me. I think as photographers you have to do sessions for you where you take an afternoon to be creative. It could be setting up a stylized session, it could be traveling, or even just taking pictures of the world outside your door. It is all about you, no one else and pushing yourself. I’m looking forward to Japan for that reason.

I’m still in disbelief I’ll be taking an adventure in 26 days. I feel scared and I don’t quite understand it. I traveled for the first time by myself at 19. I was looking for who I was after a difficult breakup and the loss of my Aunt and Grandmother. It was me and my film camera traveling through Germany, Austria and Switzerland.  On the journey, I never made official plans. I would call the hotel the day of to book a room. I was more of a risk taker. I feel the older I get the less risks I’m willing to take.

One of my favorite moments from that trip was when I found this beautiful park in Munich where all the locals were gathered. I laid in the grass and watched people. I just listened to their conversations in German and watched their interaction. It was perfect. It was one of those beautiful moments I still can’t put into words. I can’t wait to experience that again.

I learned no matter what language you speak you can connect with the world. We are all in this life together. Traveling helps you to see both the differences and the things we all share. I want to experience the culture with an open heart. I’m on a journey to find my creativity, relationships and to open my eyes to the world around me.

Murray Mondays | Omaha Nebraska Wedding Photographer

I can’t believe there hasn’t been a Murray Monday in two weeks!! That is just absolute craziness. Needless to say Murray had a long talking to me today about not being featured. It involved a lot of growling and a few bites here and there. It also involved the look below…. Oops. I’m a bad blog owner.:)

 

Kayla and Pat | Omaha Nebraska Wedding Photographer

Kayla and Pat are high school sweethearts. Their love has continued to grow stronger the longer they’ve been together. This wedding was full of so much joy. Kayla and Pat both glowed with excitement the entire day. They’ve been waiting a long time to start their life together as husband and wife. I believe there is nothing better than finding the love of your life early and spending as much of your life together as possible. Being around them, I know they’re prepared for everything life will throw at them, all the happy wonderful moments (they just bought their first house!) What truly makes this couple different is how much they value their friends and family. They even invited them on their honeymoon in Las Vegas.

At this wedding we braved the cold for a little bit. It was quick photos in under 20 minutes! Thanks everyone for freezing for a bit.

Thank you both so much. I’m so happy to have met you and had the chance to photograph your beautiful wedding.

Ceremony: St Columbkill

Reception: DC Center

DJ: Bandstand Music

Photographer: Julie Branyan Photography

Transportation: Ollie the Trolley

Flowers: Hyvee

Cake: Brigeta (bridesmaid) 

During the ceremony every reached one hand toward them to offer their love and support

 

My favorite

 

Happiness

 

Handsome Groom

Favorite

 

See how happy she is!

 

A perfect first dance

 

 

Her Dad is hilarious. (His hat says “who is your Paddy?”)

 

 

A little Shout!

WPPI | 101 Goals in 1001 Days

Well I consider myself to be an honest person. I’m always a little too honest. Ask my husband about the time I blurted out the story about “my family thinking my mom was re-incarnated into a bunny” in front of complete strangers! He didn’t want to talk to me for a week after that.

I want to be honest, especially too my readers. I think there are so many people who are afraid of sharing their true feelings. I am not that person. Truth is WPPI for me was very overwhelming and fell short of my expectations. I admit part of it was the Food Poisoning (I do not suggest getting this ever!) and part of it is I’m overwhelmed by large groups. I absolutely hate knowing next to no one and being surrounded by masses of people. I consider myself to be somewhat outgoing, somewhat shy, and somewhat just my crazy self. I’ve always been that person who so desperately wants to be the nice normal person. Part of me wants to blame my fear of groups on the kids in high school who thought I was a dork. I was the girl who had no idea you were supposed to pluck your eyebrows! Good thing I found a friend who taught me the importance of makeup and plucking your eyebrows. April, Thanks for teaching me how to be a better girl. :)

I’ve been thinking over the last week why I feel this way. I attended some amazing classes and had wonderful roommates, but I still feel a little bleh. Were my expectations too high? Did I not put myself out there enough? Did I revert to my introverted quiet self? The answers are Yes, Yes and Yes. The real question is How am I going to change this for next year? First, Don’t eat at La Salsa. Ever! Next, get out of my comfort zone, go out on my own and talk to people. I know there are people just like me with feelings, dreams and hopes like mine who won’t put me down for no reason. I need to stop being so afraid. I am who I am, quirks and all. Next, go to a proper workshop held by a photographer I admire. I need to save for the cost now so I have no excuses next year. Finally, I’m going to make some me time. Time to just do nothing but read, write, edit and rest.

There are all the thoughts that have been hanging in my head for the last week. Just because here are some goofy photobooth photos of me and my roommates from a party we went to. (Jessica Limeberry, Hilary Mercer, and Courtney Reece) They are all wonderful awesome people and photographers. I can’t wait to see them again next year or hopefully sooner!

 

 

 

This is the duck face. We look super cool and you know it!

Giving Hilary a little LOVE.

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