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© Christine Erin Photography 2015
My wordless Wednesday / photo of the day.
XOXO ~ Christine
“Escape” ~ © Christine Erin Photography 2015
“She finally had to go….and leave behind the place and the people who had hurt her. But then….then she realized….the hardest pain to escape was that which she created in her own mind. The journey had begun.”
It’s been so long since I have posted on my blog. I hope some of my followers are still here and may still remember me. I am going to try to do this more, and share with you what I have been up to for so long.
So here’s the basic scoop: I needed to Escape.
This past winter was a long, hard one for me, and I needed something to pull me through. Something to help me pick up the pieces of my broken self. I won’t get into how ~or why~ I was broken; we have all been there at one point or another. It was something that I allowed to happen and something that I had to fix on my own. My family is, was, and always has been there for me; but when I got into this place I needed to get myself out….on my own…in my own way. So I turned to my photography. I started to explore things. Dream things. Challenge myself. Eventually…..finally….. I took to the one thing that has always made me the most uncomfortable, and made myself do it: Self-portraiture.
I delved into this world and took pictures of myself. I had the messages (see the message below the picture – above) and photo titles in my mind before I took the shots. I exposed my soul, I exposed my thoughts, I exposed my weaknesses…. I exposed what I was capable of both on camera and in the editing area. Then I began to realize, I was starting to heal.
“Escape” wasn’t the first fine art project that I did. In fact it was about the 7th or 8th. However, it’s the one that speaks to me the most about why I started to do it. So, in starting to share my fine art photography with all my fellow blogger friends, I felt it was appropriate to share this image and quote first. I look forward to backtracking and sharing them all with you as the weeks pass…and sharing my new creations with you as I make them.
“Escape”, as well as my other fine art prints, are available for purchase through galleries nationwide. This print available as a 20×30 acrylic print at Romantique Boutique Vintage Marketplace in Erie, PA. Please email Christine at: email@example.com for gallery information and number.
Through a few months of computer crashes, new hard drives, more computer crashes, and finally a new computer….I have decided to show my face again and get back to the weekly photo challenges! My, how I have missed the creativity they seem to inspire! This weeks photo challenge was “Two Subjects”. I find myself having a bit of spring fever on a day like today, and seem to have “silly” in my bones after being outside with the kiddos for a good part of the afternoon, so here you go:
The first time I visited Carl Sandburg’s North Carolina mountain home, I wasn’t quite sure who he was. I had been told repeatedly, though, that I needed to take my kids up to see the goats at Connemara, and to walk the trails offered for enjoyment there. It was free, with a small fee being charged only to tour the home. Here is a link with more information. http://www.nps.gov/carl/index.htm
Since the first time that I went to Carl Sandburg’s home 2 years ago, we make it a “must see” place to visit each time that we come. The kids DO love to interact with the goats (especially in the spring when the babies are born!), but they also love to walk the trails, look at the waterfall, and see glassy mountain when they are there.
Now that our “baby” is almost 3 (too big to carry, yet too small to walk the 3 miles round trip)….you will not see images of the views of Big Glassy Mountain here today. But here is a little bit of eye candy of what Connemara farms has to offer, should you ever decide to make the trip. Enjoy~
One of my favorite parts of downtown “Historic Hendersonville” is Main Street. It was established in the 1840’s, and still remains quaint and timeless in its beauty. While many (if not most) of the buildings on the main 7 block stretch are original….they are all transformed into a cultural and diverse display of modern tastes. One does not need to walk far to find fantastic food, chocolates, art, clothing, and trinkets of any kind. And I can’t write about downtown Hendersonville without mentioning the bears. No…not real bears, but the bear statues that are painted by local artists each year, and then auctioned off for local charities. You can read more about that here, if you like. http://www.hendersonvillebears.com/about/
I walked down Main Street a few days ago, camera in hand, to take pictures of a few of my favorite spots. I ended up coming home with over 150 pictures. Just of 6 blocks. As I poured over them, I couldn’ t decide which to share. There is a place in my heart for every store that I love on Main street. Every historic thing. The kind store owners who always have time to talk, to help… to share their knowledge or their recipes or their directions to the best hidden spots to visit in these mountains. So rather than post over 150 images of the entire street, I decided to do a 2 part series, and narrow it down to my favorite three places in part 1. The places I always visit when I walk these streets, because something always draws me back time and time again.
Now….I am sure I would get arguments from many on what THEIR favorite haunts are in Hendersonville. And they would all have their points, as these places all have special enticements to each unique individual. However, these are my PERSONAL favorites…and I am glad to have the opportunity to share them with any of you who are reading. I hope you all have the chance to visit someday……there really is no place like Main Street.
My Favorite Art Gallery
My Favorite Restaurant
- Ahhhh…..the Never Blue. While there are many fantastic restaurants in town, this one is a “MUST VISIT” for me, every time.
Kids Top Pick: The Toy Store!
It’s not often that I brag. At least, I don’t think I do. But when I have a backyard view that some people hike for miles to witness, I have to share it. I am not trying to brag, but more to let others witness what I get to see in just a few hours.
One thing I always loved about living in the mountains of North Carolina, was the ever changing view that I got to experience. Every day. From the moment that you wake up in the morning until it gets dark at night, no matter when you look out that back window, SOMETHING is always changing. Perhaps its the photographer in me that notices the light differentiation, the clouds moving, the mountains turning different colors….but I dont think so. I think it would be something that would be hard for ANYONE to miss.
SO today I set out on a small personal challenge. From the moment the sunrise cast its pink colors onto the Blue Ridge Mountains….until the moment it set underneath its beautiful peaks….I photographed it. I probably took 20 pictures in all, of the same view, from roughly the same spot on my deck. Here are some of my favorites, and I hope you enjoy todays view as much as I did. 🙂
Hope – “to cherish a desire with anticipation”
While growing up, my one “hope” or desire was to have a child/children and be able to be a stay at home mom. Once I achieved that goal, the word “hope” took on an entirely new meaning.
I hope they are healthy. I hope they have a good life. I hope they stay safe. I hope people are kind to them, and that they experience as little heartache as possible. I hope they find happiness. I hope they find someone, someday, who loves them as much as I do. I hope they have children of their own. I hope they live long, prosperous lives.
I have so many hopes and wishes for my children, and every night when I pray, I always ask for these things for them. Hope, I have found, is really all that I have.
Every once in a while, you end up with a day that is almost perfect.
Today was that day.
We all need those days to hold on to. For on those other kinds of days, the not so nice days, we need to have these pages in time to pull out…..to dust off ……and to remember.
Do YOU remember?
You have them, too.
If you close your eyes and let your mind go, you will find yourself there. Back to one of those special places on a special day…..that day that was as close to perfect as days can be.
Today was day 4 of my visit to the NC mountains. Today, not only did I get to have a fantastic visit with a dear friend, I got to go waterfall hiking with my most treasured of all people….my family. We went to Pisgah National Forest and hiked to Toms Spring Falls (a.k.a Daniel Ridge Falls). One of the most beautiful places to be in WNC is in Pisgah, as no matter what you are looking for (vistas, waterfalls,streams, pathways, bridges)…it can be found there.
Here are a few snapshots into my day. And if I ever get lost, if I ever can’t seem to locate these images in my mind, thank God I can come back here. Thats the beauty of photo blogging. 🙂
This morning I awoke to my former life. I was back in North Carolina. Back in the mountains. Back to the place I used to call HOME.
I made my morning coffee and waited patiently, looking out the window into the receding darkness.
The sun started to rise. The colors emerged. The peace in my soul started flowing again.
Nothing could be more simple than that.
In light of the holiday season (the shopping, decorating, wrapping, and photo sessions for Christmas Cards), I have fallen behind on my blogging once again. I was out on location for a couples session last night. At the beach. In the north. In January. Although we froze our tushies off, it made for some stunning images (which I hope to add to my blog later tonight).
As we strolled along the beach, we came across this tree. I rarely pause a photo shoot to take a picture for myself, but I know this couple well…and I simply could not resist the stunning image this ice covered tree presented me with. Its something that even my fancy camera couldn’t really do justice to. But here it is anyway, as I am now able to happily post my “Winter” photo Challenge.
To quote something I saw a friend post on Facebook recently: “The winters will drive you crazy until you learn to get out into them.”
― Parker J. Palmer