This was a fun and eventful lunch break shoot I did with @maylynnxo and @phlportraitjunkie . Maylynn had a chance to meet and greet one of her fans and a guy on a mountain bike lost control and fell while staring. I guess he couldn’t keep his eyes 👀on the road. 🤷🏽♂️. Have you had anything wacky happen on a photo shoot before?
W O M E N
You are extraordinary! You do what no other person can do! You breathe life into this world.
Your smile is contagious, your heart can heal even the deepest wounds, and you have an incredible way of holding everything together
Just because you hold it together doesn’t me you need to do everything. They say it takes a village to raise a child, but I think it takes a village to just simply get through life. I’ll be here for you. When you get tired, when you need someone to talk to, and when you want to share a success. I’ll be here, a part of your village, not only for your family, but for you too!
I’m finally home for a week after 10 days in Turkey, followed by another 8 in California. With these two trips behind me, I’ve achieved both of my dream destinations that I’ve had at the top of my list so far. With sights now set on new goals and destinations, I wanted to take a moment to say thank you again to every one of you that has allowed me to feel at home while miles away from my beautiful city of Washington, D.C. You all know who you are. A thought on Instagram commentaries and critiques: Say what you will about social media and how draining and toxic these platforms can be, but I like to remember that so long as they allow for us to connect over a love for creating and living life to the fullest together, I will always believe that the good will far outweigh any bad. Moderation is important. Reality checks are important. Taking whatever breaks we need from these things is important. Awareness is important. Being a grinch? Yeah, I don’t know about that one. What I do know is that this year more than any in the past, friends are meeting for the first time all over the world that already share bonds that are sometimes stronger than those of people that have grown up together and have seen each other face to face frequently. I’m grateful for it all eternally.
Elle croit, elle sait, cette vierge inféconde
Et pourtant nécessaire à la marche du monde,
Que la beauté du corps est un sublime don
Qui de toute infamie arrache le pardon.
Elle ignore l'Enfer comme le Purgatoire,
Et quand l'heure viendra d'entrer dans la Nuit noire
Elle regardera la face de la Mort,
Ainsi qu'un nouveau-né, — sans haine et sans remords.
— Charles Baudelaire
She believes, she knows, this virgin, sterile
And yet essential to the march of the world,
That a beautiful body is a sublime gift
That wrings a pardon for any foul crime.
She is unaware of Hell and Purgatory
And when the time comes for her to enter
The black Night, she will look into the face of Death
As a new-born child, — without hatred or remorse.
Dans ses jeux destructeurs a pourtant respecté
De ce corps ferme et droit la rude majesté.
Elle marche en déesse et repose en sultane;
Elle a dans le plaisir la foi mahométane,
Et dans ses bras ouverts, que remplissent ses seins,
Elle appelle des yeux la race des humains.
— Charles Baudelaire
Have respected nonetheless the pristine majesty
Of her firm, straight body at its destructive games.
She walks like a goddess, rests like a sultana;
She has a Mohammedan's faith in pleasure
And to her open arms which are filled by her breasts,
She lures all mortals with her eyes. .
C'est une femme belle et de riche encolure,
Qui laisse dans son vin traîner sa chevelure.
Les griffes de l'amour, les poisons du tripot,
Tout glisse et tout s'émousse au granit de sa peau.
Elle rit à la Mort et nargue la Débauche,
Ces monstres dont la main, qui toujours gratte et fauche,
— Charles Baudelaire
She's a beautiful woman with opulent shoulders
Who lets her long hair trail in her goblet of wine.
The claws of love, the poisons of brothels,
All slips and all is blunted on her granite skin.
She laughs at Death and snaps her fingers at Debauch.
The hands of those monsters, ever cutting and scraping, .
5 years ago, I had ruined family relationships with lies and disrespect, I had abused my body, health, and my self worth and after waking up from a long and unconscious night that still at times haunts my dreams today, I found God whispering to me. In the middle of my own personal chaos, He saw me. I saw my mess for what it was, a lack of purpose and definition of what true love was. And as I began to seek God and try to “clean up” my life, a guy came along and displayed everything that I had never known about love and what Christianity was all about. And to keep from going on with many details, I let him go because I was still struggling with my own sins. I wasn’t whole and I was subconsciously trying to put all my hope and worth into him and believe that he would be the one who would fix me and all of my brokenness. I trusted in God and I put all I had left in seeking Him because I had no other purpose for this life and I thought if I can’t find fulfillment in God, then I have nothing and no one left to turn to. So I read my Bible and i sought after this God that i didn’t know much about except that He was calling to me in every dream I had and every thought I possessed during the day. And one day sitting by the river reading my Bible, as I had been for weeks, this little bird came and sat with me. He looked at me and he nudged me and he let me stroke his feathers, and as I sat there, as clear as day, God whispered, “Trust me.” I picked up my camera and I carried the Word with me everywhere I went for the next three years. And that guy that I met those 5 years ago called me up two years ago and married me just last year. So if you can take anything from my story, I pray it be that whatever wall you keep hitting or mountain you’re trying to climb, trust God with it. Seek Him and learn who He truly is for yourself. I am imperfect, Christians are imperfect, the church is imperfect, and the world is imperfect. But God is not. He is not a tyrant, He is not an imaginary cloud in the sky, HE is as real as you and I. He is loving, just, gracious, kind, a Father to His children. And I wouldn’t be here today alive or with a purpose if it wasn’t for meeting Him.