If you’re wondering why there’s been a jot of radio silence from us lately, it’s because I’ve been on the road for the past two weeks. Two weeks? Seems like months, but I suppose that is because so much has changed for me… But I’m getting ahead of myself, you see, way back in October I was playing around on Facebook, looking, as usual, through photographs online, when I came upon the work of Gary Lashmar, aka Marshal Gray Photography. His work knocked me sideways: it was fresh, it was beautiful, and it was totally different from anything I’d seen in the wedding genre before. I noticed he was offering something called the DARE Photography Workshop the following March and without hesitation I signed up on the spot. Oh, I should mention that Gary lives in London…not exactly around the corner.
It’s been four years since I’ve been back to the UK, the longest I’ve been away for as long as I can remember. I am the first generation born away from Britain and in a way it’s always felt like home to me. So in many ways, this trip was a true homecoming. To say I have been inspired is a gross understatement: reborn would come much closer to the truth of it. I saw things and met people that all reached into my very core and reminded me of who I am. Sounds corny, right? But have you ever felt like that? Have you ever looked around you and realised that you’ve been mostly going through your days asleep, not really seeing what’s around you? I count myself as a very present person, and still, complacency can leave you blind to the truth. The reality that we actually exist in is so much more beautiful than we allow it to be. What I learned on this trip is that how we view the world is always a choice, and if we choose beauty and joy, then that’s what we get.
I could wax on about each and every revelation, but I think I’m better to break it into several posts – as much for myself as for you. There is so much rambling around in my head that processing it in pieces will, I think, make more sense for all of us. So here is the first of several entries from my time in London. And this one is, without apologies, for me. I won’t go into the details of Gary’s workshop, it wouldn’t make any sense unless you’ve been through it yourself (and I encourage you all to do it NOW!), but in one portion we took to the streets, armed only with cameras and the prerequisite that we just SEE what was there. These are some of the images I created; you may love them or hate them, doesn’t really matter, this is simply how I saw it.
ps. If you’re wondering who that glorious red-haired beauty is, her name is Sam and she’s the awesome model that Gary set us up with for a spell.