The Art of…Rainy Days.

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Today is one of those cloudy, rainy, windy, lazy days here in Southwest Louisiana.  The kind of day where it’s just cool enough not to be warm, and warm enough not to be cool.  Listening to the wind-driven rain against my studio window, of course, induces nap-type feelings and urges.  But, the art of social media promotion must win this battle…for now.

My overly procrastinistic (yeah, I’m using made-up words today) side has been waiting on a day like this to “catch up” with updating our website, posting new photos to Facetwittergram, and generally working to get the word out about our little corner of this way over-saturated photography business.  So, that’s what I’ve been doing…that and, listening to a bunch of Eric Clapton albums.  Not bad work, if you can get it!!

As I sit here, plugging away…my mind drifts.  Keywords, meta-data, SEO, web analytics, toast, pigeons, did I put the seat back down, why won’t this go, advertisement, signage, billboards, commercials…ya get the picture.  But in the busy-ness of my grey matter, I’m more at peace than I’ve ever been in my life.  I’m lucky, and…to reference earlier posts…grateful.  card pics-2

My job allows me to control time.  To freeze it…to steal a moment from the endless progression of each grain of cosmic sand and preserve that moment forever.  How cool is that!?!?!  That’s some heavy thinking!!  Kinda one of those “dude, our universe could be in the thumbnail of an alien” type thoughts that we all have when sitting around a campfire, looking up at the stars…or while listening to the rain hit the window as one tries to write, or work on promotion of one’s business.

We have a number of weddings and events coming up over the next couple of months.  I love seeing folks light up when they see their moments forever frozen in time.  There’s, of course, ego satisfaction…but, there’s a bigger sense of service to others.  I know that’s a lofty thing to say, but for me, it’s true.  In my past, I was a very self-absorbed person.  All about me, all of the time.    for website-5

I’ve done a lot of “revision” of myself over the past few years (see previous posts for a better explanation).  In years past, I would have hated going to a wedding, much less photographing one.  But, in this case, I’m grateful that time DIDN’T freeze. Now, I have the opportunity to “be of service” to brides, grooms, moms, dads, sisters, brothers, friends, and everyone in between. And i am at peace.

When we were in Georgia this past Thanksgiving, my wife and I took some photos of our nephews and niece.  It was awesome to just sit back and shoot while those kiddos were just simply being…kiddos.  And, to see their mom and dad smile at these moments we have preserved…it just makes me smile.

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Last weekend, my wife and I took another little road trip.  This time, we drove east…deep into Cajun country.  We ended up at Longfellow-Evangeline historical site which is near the town of Breaux Bridge, Louisiana.  It’s one of those “frozen in time” sites.  Appropriate.

When we got there, we checked in, paid the $4.00 entry fee (if you ask me, they charge too little), and were told the tour would start in roughly 30 minutes.  Great!!  That gave us time to do something we never do…but will do more often from here on out…and that’s have a picnic. Under huge, ancient oaks and spanish moss, we sat, ate, and laughed at my lack of carrot eating abilities.  It was, once again, great just to be together.  We finally got with the program and met our tour guide.  She was an older Cajun woman from the area.  She was a great tour guide…although, I’m pretty sure she was getting a little irritated at yours truly for all the shots I was taking.  Anyway, the tour was of an old Creole plantation house…which is rare because apparently, there were not many Creole Plantations.




The land and house were gorgeous.  But it was a little Acadian-style house that caught my eye.  Artfully preserved as if the ancient inhabitants might approach us asking what we were doing on their property.  This house was stolen from the harsh mistress of time.


So, here was the ultimate campfire “dude, our universe could be in the thumbnail of an alien” moment.  Me, freezing time of something frozen in time.  Looking back on it, as the rain continues to lightly tap on my studio window, I’m in full-on campfire mode…smiling…grateful…and, at peace.  And, isn’t that what we hope for in every moment we have?  No wonder preserving moments is so popular…and necessary.

Until we meet again…in the words of the great Warren Zevon…”enjoy every sandwich”.


Ps…Ok, enough with the rain.  I can’t get anything done and the yard is getting a little full!!!!

The Art of…Rainy Days.