karlimarie
Sweet Shoppe SugarBabe
Do you find it challenging to live in the moment while also documenting it? When does memory keeping enhance a moment—and when does it get in the way? How do you find the balance?
I have only moved away from taking ALL.THE.PHOTOS in the past couple of years. It's difficult to focus on being with family and taking photos when I'm hurting physically, and it was even harder when I was grieving the loss of my mother.
For Christmas 2024, on Christmas Day, I took a photo of the table, the food, but didn't take any of the presents and stockings being opened. I just was there. I regret it a little bit now, but it's just what it was. I had already taken lots of photos for Christmas Eve and knew i would take photos for Christmas dinner. I documented plenty.
As my children have moved into adulthood, the amount and types of photos I take are much different, but I still make sure to capture little moments as they happen (it's so easy to grab the cell phone and snap a pic).
I shared this on Facebook recently. I think I will forever be the taker of photos, but those photos are accompanied by storytelling. I do love to make art and use it as therapy, but as I have navigated the past five years (ages 50-55), I have found that my pages tend to have more and more journaling on them.
I am the taker of the photos.
I am the receiver of the groans, the eye-rolls and the hurry ups.
I am the one who disrupts the ‘moments,’ to capture them.
And sometimes it’s hard to be that person.
But I am also the holder of the memories.
I am the one who keeps the precious proof.
I am the bearer of the stories, the maker of the scrapbooks that bring tears, laughter and love rushing into the room each time they are opened.
And if you are too, please know you are capturing this life, as it happens.
You are capturing stages, ages, twists, turns and last moments no one could have foreseen.
And generations to come will thank you for it, even if no one does right now.
The eye-rolls will be replaced one day with absolute all-consuming gratitude, for the image of a smiling face so missed and a memory returned home to stay.
Keep disrupting life to capture it my friends, when it’s all that is left, someone somewhere will be so very glad you did.
-Donna Ashworth
I have only moved away from taking ALL.THE.PHOTOS in the past couple of years. It's difficult to focus on being with family and taking photos when I'm hurting physically, and it was even harder when I was grieving the loss of my mother.
For Christmas 2024, on Christmas Day, I took a photo of the table, the food, but didn't take any of the presents and stockings being opened. I just was there. I regret it a little bit now, but it's just what it was. I had already taken lots of photos for Christmas Eve and knew i would take photos for Christmas dinner. I documented plenty.
As my children have moved into adulthood, the amount and types of photos I take are much different, but I still make sure to capture little moments as they happen (it's so easy to grab the cell phone and snap a pic).
I shared this on Facebook recently. I think I will forever be the taker of photos, but those photos are accompanied by storytelling. I do love to make art and use it as therapy, but as I have navigated the past five years (ages 50-55), I have found that my pages tend to have more and more journaling on them.
I am the taker of the photos.
I am the receiver of the groans, the eye-rolls and the hurry ups.
I am the one who disrupts the ‘moments,’ to capture them.
And sometimes it’s hard to be that person.
But I am also the holder of the memories.
I am the one who keeps the precious proof.
I am the bearer of the stories, the maker of the scrapbooks that bring tears, laughter and love rushing into the room each time they are opened.
And if you are too, please know you are capturing this life, as it happens.
You are capturing stages, ages, twists, turns and last moments no one could have foreseen.
And generations to come will thank you for it, even if no one does right now.
The eye-rolls will be replaced one day with absolute all-consuming gratitude, for the image of a smiling face so missed and a memory returned home to stay.
Keep disrupting life to capture it my friends, when it’s all that is left, someone somewhere will be so very glad you did.
-Donna Ashworth
I still need to work on being *in* more photos though. It doesn't help that my mini me tells me how to compose the shot for him, therefore ensuring that I am not in the shot![]()
I use photos from the internet if I can find relevant ones, but that is why so many of my pages have smaller photos and rely on the journaling to tell the story.
An idea I heard recently from Elif Sahin on how she gets in the photo: Take a photo of the camera person the way you want it composed, and then they can see the photo, and know what you want.
So, have your mini me compose you in the shot and show the vision, taking the photo of you. Then, you can say "Oh, I see!" and take their photo using the one with you as a template.
I have only moved away from taking ALL.THE.PHOTOS in the past couple of years. It's difficult to focus on being with family and taking photos when I'm hurting physically, and it was even harder when I was grieving the loss of my mother.
For Christmas 2024, on Christmas Day, I took a photo of the table, the food, but didn't take any of the presents and stockings being opened. I just was there. I regret it a little bit now, but it's just what it was. I had already taken lots of photos for Christmas Eve and knew i would take photos for Christmas dinner. I documented plenty.
As my children have moved into adulthood, the amount and types of photos I take are much different, but I still make sure to capture little moments as they happen (it's so easy to grab the cell phone and snap a pic).
I shared this on Facebook recently. I think I will forever be the taker of photos, but those photos are accompanied by storytelling. I do love to make art and use it as therapy, but as I have navigated the past five years (ages 50-55), I have found that my pages tend to have more and more journaling on them.
I am the taker of the photos.
I am the receiver of the groans, the eye-rolls and the hurry ups.
I am the one who disrupts the ‘moments,’ to capture them.
And sometimes it’s hard to be that person.
But I am also the holder of the memories.
I am the one who keeps the precious proof.
I am the bearer of the stories, the maker of the scrapbooks that bring tears, laughter and love rushing into the room each time they are opened.
And if you are too, please know you are capturing this life, as it happens.
You are capturing stages, ages, twists, turns and last moments no one could have foreseen.
And generations to come will thank you for it, even if no one does right now.
The eye-rolls will be replaced one day with absolute all-consuming gratitude, for the image of a smiling face so missed and a memory returned home to stay.
Keep disrupting life to capture it my friends, when it’s all that is left, someone somewhere will be so very glad you did.
-Donna Ashworth
I have only moved away from taking ALL.THE.PHOTOS in the past couple of years. It's difficult to focus on being with family and taking photos when I'm hurting physically, and it was even harder when I was grieving the loss of my mother.
For Christmas 2024, on Christmas Day, I took a photo of the table, the food, but didn't take any of the presents and stockings being opened. I just was there. I regret it a little bit now, but it's just what it was. I had already taken lots of photos for Christmas Eve and knew i would take photos for Christmas dinner. I documented plenty.
As my children have moved into adulthood, the amount and types of photos I take are much different, but I still make sure to capture little moments as they happen (it's so easy to grab the cell phone and snap a pic).
I shared this on Facebook recently. I think I will forever be the taker of photos, but those photos are accompanied by storytelling. I do love to make art and use it as therapy, but as I have navigated the past five years (ages 50-55), I have found that my pages tend to have more and more journaling on them.
I am the taker of the photos.
I am the receiver of the groans, the eye-rolls and the hurry ups.
I am the one who disrupts the ‘moments,’ to capture them.
And sometimes it’s hard to be that person.
But I am also the holder of the memories.
I am the one who keeps the precious proof.
I am the bearer of the stories, the maker of the scrapbooks that bring tears, laughter and love rushing into the room each time they are opened.
And if you are too, please know you are capturing this life, as it happens.
You are capturing stages, ages, twists, turns and last moments no one could have foreseen.
And generations to come will thank you for it, even if no one does right now.
The eye-rolls will be replaced one day with absolute all-consuming gratitude, for the image of a smiling face so missed and a memory returned home to stay.
Keep disrupting life to capture it my friends, when it’s all that is left, someone somewhere will be so very glad you did.
-Donna Ashworth
I have been scrapbooking for over 20 years, being present and documenting goes hand in hand for me. Though the last few years I have been drifting away from photoing everything because honestly, how many photos do you need of a certain topic if you do it yearly, a tradition.