“We cultivate love when we allow our most vulnerable and powerful selves to be deeply seen and known,
and when we honor the spiritual connection that grows from that offering with trust, respect, kindness and affection.”
—Brené Brown, The Gifts of Imperfection
Making photographs of traditional sewing notions as metaphors for the lessons I learned as a child, I am exploring the clarity of purpose that comes with aging. I struggled as a child, missing the validation that it was okay to be myself. I found a great source of reassurance in Sunday School at our community Baptist Church, where every good deed was rewarded and the fear of getting in trouble was a fierce motivator to do the right thing. My relationship with God has always been complicated, and perhaps this is so for everyone.
But there are things I know for sure. Among them, God does not call us to be successful or good or even righteous, only faithful. Like the thimble that protects and strengthens the finger of the seamstress, faith can lighten the load and carry us through the journey.
“A writer’s heart, a poet’s heart, an artist’s heart, a musician’s heart is always breaking. It is through that broken window that we see the world.” —Alice Walker
Open the doors and welcome all the people.
Notes on the technical stuff:
I like to bring my images into the Print module in Lightroom and play with them in collages. In this way, I can see how the images relate to one another.
Are the tones complimentary? Is there a play of dark and light? Have I allowed for negative space? Do the images present a visual story? What’s missing? Where might I consider going next? Is this project working?