CHAR Co. Workshop

Char Co Workshop // As creatives, we need moments like these.

A morning filled with tasty treats, refreshing drinks, friendly people, and a creative, beautiful atmosphere: what more could I ask for?

Char Co Workshop // As creatives, we need moments like these.Char Co Workshop // As creatives, we need moments like these.

CHAR Co. held a photography 101 workshop in Myerstown at their studio and I had the pleasure of attending. Not only was it very informative, but it brought a refreshing light to the art of photography.

Char Co Workshop // As creatives, we need moments like these.

As creatives, we need moments like these. Moments where we know beauty exists. Moments of inspiration when realizing that we want to communicate that beauty through a story of images. Moments of awe just realizing how powerful photography can be.

It was well worth the experience & I am eager to photograph in 2016!

Char Co Workshop // As creatives, we need moments like these.Char Co Workshop // As creatives, we need moments like these.

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The One You’d Rather Not

I’m 57 years young. And I remember that.

While pictures flashed on the screen, you sat quietly in the last row. You unnerved me with your presence – being alone in the theatre. But the story caught me off guard – and didn’t even want to be there. Growing up in Montgomery, Alabama, you remembered the turmoil of that time; you were inspired by a story.

You said you weren’t supposed to be there. “My wife knows this is movie day – I was gonna see The Peanuts, and maybe two more if I could fit them in.”

And that’s usually how it works: God shows up as a teacher in the situation you weren’t expecting to be in, and most likely in the one you’d rather not be in. He’s writing a story.

It isn’t the story that gives you life: it’s what the story has done to shape your character and bring about new passions.

Last year, this time. My heart was roaming and reeling. We were in a new sanctuary to celebrate Christmas Eve. No one in my family wanted to be there, but I don’t think we really expressed that, either. We were hopeful. Hope is the only thing you can hold onto when what matters most is deleted from life. But we went. Our hearts & minds were back with the place & people that we loved.

One year later, and we’re all back. And we’re all different. And we’re all growing. And finding that we have to cling to God’s word unless we drown in our own voices.

Most of all, we’re okay. I didn’t think I’d be okay. One thing after another sent me spiraling into darkness. 2015 was  h  a  r  d.

For the enemy has persecuted my soul; He has crushed my life to the ground; He has made me dwell in dark places like those who have long been dead. {Psalm 143:3}

The One You'd Rather Not // God is going to show up in 2016.

Christmas Eve taught me that joy was not something I could muster with my own best intentions. It could not come from being in a particular building or with particular people. Joy came from recognizing God has pulled me from the path I wanted to walk and moved me to a different path. And you know what? I have learned to want this new path, too.

God is going to show up in 2016, just like he did in the last year in the places you’d rather not be in. Yet you will tell of His faithfulness despite the changes that are most certainly coming. He is doing something great. He is going to use you in a miraculous way, and He already is. 

hello, it’s me.

 

Hello it's me // So I start. I will be honest, open, and raw. My photography will seek to emulate the beauty around me.

2015.

It’s the year of “lasts”. Last first-day of grade school. Last year in youth group. Last autumn spent completely under my family’s roof (at least for a few years) in my little town and neighboring city.

But 2015, albeit almost over, will contain a first. I have anticipated the release of this little blog for well over a year. The hardest part is starting.

Part of me has hesitated. Okay, most of me. It requires commitment and vulnerability. Burning thoughts of perfectionism hover in the back of my mind.

Perfectionism is not welcome here. Beauty, yes. Manipulation, no. I want to be a better writer and hone in on social media skills and practices. Embracing what is simply right instead of living in fear of what could go wrong is the goal, here.

A blog will show you who you are and who you are not. Who you hope to be and who you hope to bury in the next 5 years. – Hannah Brencher

So I start. I will be honest, open, and raw. My photography will seek to emulate the beauty around me. “Hello” to the journey – this process we call life.

It’s me,

smb.