As far back as my art classes in high school, it was suggested to me by my teacher that I was a bit of a perfectionist when it came to creativity. And once in college in Interior Design, I was accused of tracing what was supposed to be sketch of a slipper chair in perspective...on tracing paper none-the-less, which all of our mini-projects were to be done on. I can assure you that I hand-drew that sketch without a bit of assistance from that tracing paper. In the end my instructor gave me perfect marks on that project. That all being said, I have found mother-hood to challenge that need for perfection. Maybe it's that I just don't have as much time as I used to to mull over the details, or that part of me matured and found peace somewhere along the way (...part in thanks to The Artist Way!). What I love about lifestyle photography is getting caught up in the details....especially when it comes to images of our children, their rooms, and the little details that are a snapshot of their lives in that moment, whether neat or messy...it captures the essence of who they are. I remember the little trinkets that I kept in my little girls room as I was growing up, but there are no photos to reminisce over. For Nico, it's the shoes on the toy box, the tattered books (he liked to "eat" his books in his 2nd year), his toys and things all put away and hung up in it's place, and even if it's not all put away and the room looks like a bomb went off...well, even I have learned that one day when Nico is all grown up I will long for those days again.
