Photography makes me smile. Sometimes in that shy, delighted, just meeting someone new who you connect to kind of way. Sometimes in that broad ear to ear grin kind of way. Still. And hopefully always. I never thought, I never knew, that such passion could be mine, that it could be a driving force in what and who I am.
Portraits are my mantra. Travel is my drug of choice. And when I go there (anywhere, everywhere) I capture what I see, the way I see it. And I blog about it {www.jacquelynnbuck.blogspot.com and jacquelynnbuck.com/portraitblog}.
I definitely enjoy the creativity behind the capture (be it with Holga or the Nikon D700) but also love the post production techniques (the grunge, the color, the high fashion edge, the couture). I have a style, and while it evolves as I do, it has consistent components, which is really pretty cool because it kinda makes me identifiable, which I never thought to become.
So, yes, photography is a business, but for me it’s also a love affair. A journey. A reason for being. A surprise around every corner. A connection with the unexpected. An opportunity to meet with people who share my drive. A chance to explore the sides of me that are vibrant, bold, colorful. A bridge between the usual and unusual. A fulfillment of the desire to find a balance between what is unique and ordinary, simple and complex, real and imaginary. Photography is a challenge. And a delight. And it was a fork in my road, the path less traveled, but the one I’m glad I chose.
Real Women has been for me an explosion of purpose. A chance to understand that what makes each of us unique – what makes life, people, the world, the journey unique – is worth capturing. What is unique is beautiful – even that which some might consider an imperfection, a slight on a normally clean surface, a bump in the road. I believe the imperfections are the point. It’s what makes us who we are. Embrace the imperfections. Memorize the way. Be beautiful, just as you are. {www.realwomenphotography.com}
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{the me you maybe didn’t know}
I love vanilla ice cream with caramel and peanuts. Or chocolate, marshmallow and peanuts. Or strawberry sauce and peanuts. None of those icky wet walnuts for me.
I love the idea of Paris in the spring time. But it would probably rain. And then I’d be wet. But I’d just go with it.
It is, after all, Paris.
If I had to choose between the mountains or the beach, the east or the west, I couldn’t. Every new scene takes my breath away, but for different reasons. I want them all.
Coffee is my sweet addiction. It’s my mantra in the morning. It’s my creamy, sugary, dose of caffeinated goodness wrapped up in a routine that I don’t want to walk away from. I like to grind the beans myself.
I grew up on Broadway plays, summers at my grandmother’s pool, movies and popcorn with butter, and fifty cent romance novels bought at the library book sale.
The most likely thing for me to leave behind in a hotel bathroom is one of those silly shower poofies. I think I could have blanketed the world with those I’ve lost.
I do not like bugs. Therefore I do not like to camp. If there were no bugs I would like to camp. I do love the smell of campfires though. And the sound – the crackle in the wide open spaces of the night.
I get cranky when I am hungry. Feed me now or lose me forever.
I sleep with the windows wide open even when it rains. I love the sound and smell of rain as it blows in on an overnight storm.
It lulls me under.
I am a voracious reader. If it strikes my fancy, I can finish it in a day, no matter the length. Maybe two.
I love tall, large, cold glasses of water, preferably with lots of ice.
I am determined beyond measure. If I say I am going to do it, it’s as good as done.
I love imagining what could be, comparing it to what is, and driving myself nuts with the result.
I do my best thinking, and worrying, in the shower.
I have lived in 6 different states. And travel is my drug of choice.
Sometimes I wish what didn’t happen did and what hasn’t happened would. I wish I could turn off my brain. I wish. Don’t you?
My new favorite quote – “overwhelmed always precedes amazing”
My husband is active duty Air Force and therefore I am by association. We have a Russian Blue cat named Mordecai. And he is a very cool cat.
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