Our friends invited Wendy and me this past weekend to see their kids Harrison and Kennedy performing at a Show Choir invitational. I dusted off my camera and enjoyed capturing some of the action. Enjoy.
Speaking of Grandpa Spec and Grandma Golly, here’s a Throwback Thursday gem from January 1973 which would have made me a few months shy of seven years old. No doubt it was Christmas break and I was spending the night at Grandpa & Grandma’s house.
Gotta love those fuzzy slippers.
Last Sunday afternoon Wendy and I had the opportunity of visiting the McNay Art Museum in San Antonio. We visited the McNay for the first time on our honeymoon ten years ago. It’s come to hold a special, sentimental place in my heart. I posted to Facebook:
You can have Disneyland. Ever since Wendy and I visited the McNay on our honeymoon 10 years ago, this has been, for me, one of “the happiest places on Earth.”
The courtyard at the McNay is one of the most beautiful, peaceful places I’ve ever been and I could sit there for hours, especially with Wendy. On our visit last Sunday I couldn’t help but take this photo with my iPhone. There’s nothing extraordinary about the photo and I know it can’t possibly capture the true beauty of the place. Sometimes the power of shot has nothing to do with being great photography, rather the ability of a shot to transport us back to a powerful time or place is what makes photography great.
My friend Matthew and I are putting together a workshop for men called “More Than Conquerors” next month at Westview Church in Waukee. We originally did the workshop a few years ago in Pella so we’re in the process of updating it for a new audience. The basic idea is that as a man I’m supposed to experience this sense of being a winner, a victor, and God says I’m “more than a conqueror,” but then I get totally overwhelmed by the fact that the IKEA instructions have no words. So, we dig into that dilemma with the guys.
Yesterday we shot some media for promotional material. I had Matthew (who is a rather gentle, somewhat introverted Marriage and Family Therapist) put on war paint and got him to give me his best warrior scream for this photo.
I liked the result.
Some photos just happen in an unexpected moment, and this photo has become one of my favorite personal examples. Wendy’s favorite color is red. This past June while visiting Scotland’s Museum of Contemporary Art in Edinburgh, Wendy took a seat on a bench in one of the galleries to rest. I turned to look at her and realized that the artwork behind her made this gorgeous red halo. How apt. She had no idea why I lifted my camera and snapped her picture, but I loved the result.
Today is what we in the midwest refer to as “the dog days of summer.” August can be a killer when it comes to heat. One of my favorite quotes is from Garrison Keillor who said that living in the midwest is like, “spending your winters in the arctic and your summers in Death Valley.” ‘Tis true.
I thought for Photo Friday I would post a photograph I snapped with my iPhone on a whim this past February after a heavy, wet snow fall created a blanket of white across the landscape. It was a sunny, cloudless day after the storm and I loved the way the monochrome black and white of the snow on the limbs contrasted with the gorgeous blue of the sky.
If you’re feeling hot today, thought this might give you a reminder of what’s coming in just a few months 😉
This past weekend as I posted a photo (bottom) of some of the old high school crew getting together for Dave and Maria’s baby shower, I remembered a photo (top) of some of the guys who had traveled up from Des Moines on the Fourth of July 1986 to join me in Kamrar, Iowa where I was serving as the summer youth intern at the Community Church. Voila! I found it and thought it a great shot for Throwback Thursday.
In the 1986 photo: (L-R) Matt Hill, Dave Eick, Rod Torstenson, Moi.
In the 2015 photo: (L-R) Dave Eick, Moi, Doug Reeves [who I believe, in 1986, was in the Navy, serving on the U.S.S. Enterprise], Mat Hill.
Last Sunday morning I woke early as the sun was rising. I could not help but notice how gorgeous the wildflowers looked at the back of our lot. So I grabbed my camera and snapped a few pics. I especially liked the way this one turned out and used it to update the header on my blog. Sometimes the most beautiful scenes are right in front of us. The play of the sunlight through a window, or the sun rising through the wildflowers. We simply have to open our eyes to see it, and be willing to take a moment to appreciate it.