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March 23, 2021
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NIKON D800 + NIKON AF-S NIKKOR 50mm f/1.4G
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As I walked downstairs to throw in a new load of laundry, the light felt like magic.<br />There was something haunting, beautiful ,almost important about the way the sunlight had pushed it's way into the dark unfinished corner of our basement. <br />As if it were saying: 'This, right here, this matters' I couldn't help but think about all the paintings and illustrations of women going about their days.<br />Women preparing meals.<br />Women bathing babies.<br />Women gleaning fields.<br />Women feeding children.<br />Women washing, sewing, folding, hanging laundry.<br />Women tenderly caring for their young ones.....<br />Moms doing what moms do.<br />And even though it's very easy to see why we as mothers often feel underappreciated and under represented; I think about these works of art and I can't help but think of them as the most accurate depiction of what women have always been.<br />The quiet humble strength, moving moments forward.<br />These painters saw beauty in what was an 'everyday normalcy'<br />They saw art.<br />They saw strength.<br />They saw truth.<br />And they wanted to share it with the world.<br /><br />This shot was a little bit of a tricky maneuver, I wanted the bright light that was pouring down our staircase, (which is very dark and adds so much for moody portraiture) so I had my tripod setup on the staircase sandwiched between me and the wall, I had my camera angled right over my shoulder so it would feel like she was looking right up at me (the lens {of course she wouldn't look at the lens but the effect was still the one I was hoping to catch}).
Hope Anderson
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I am I longboarding, book loving, word obsessed, detail chaser. I am fueled by coffee, red bull and good hearty belly laughs. On any given day, I look like I was thrown from my closet, in whatever fits. My hair and makeup are an unprepared disaster, forged by that day's urgency. We are often barefoot and dirt covered and the neighbors know me best for misplacing one child as I frantically chase down the other four. I learned to shoot film when I was eighteen and I fell in love with my first SLR, I love to shoot the details and I live for moody and dramatic light. As I continue to learn, my children find new ways to avoid posing, pushing me to learn, and to love self portraiture. Though life with little ones is exhausting and overwhelming, I wouldn�t trade it if I could. I love these moments, they are hard, they are heartbreaking, they are story-worthy, they are my everything.
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