I’ve been trying to transition to not only shooting film on vacations and trips we take, but also shooting it at home just for the heck of it – instead of constantly documenting life with my iPhone around here.
Last month after we had a particularly difficult doctor’s appointment, we went out for lunch and margaritas (as you do), and came home to relax with Chloe. For some reason I just really wanted to take out the film camera and take some pictures…
Maybe it was the way the light was coming through our living room window…
… or the way we were feeling…
… or because photography always makes me feel better…
… or the quiet afternoon at home that felt normal and beautiful all at the same time…
… or maybe it was a combination of all of that.
And so I did. (And James even agreed to let me, which isn’t always the case… haha.)
Here are the resulting images of my loves (& a little self-timer I jumped in at the end for good measure, of course).
The funny thing about film is that I often forget what I shot (for personal work, anyway), so getting it back is always a surprise. When these came back something about these images made my heart flutter.
I had forgotten about that difficult day and those feelings I had… I had even forgotten I took any photos at all. But looking back on them through the images we captured, I felt different. It was as if I was viewing us looking in from the outside for a change.
I saw something remarkably quiet and wonderful about these moments captured… something strong and grounded.
I saw love at its core.
I saw our beautiful little family, just as it is now… in this moment… which has been, and always will be more than enough for me.
