Nashville Skyline
I’m proud of my Nashville Skyline blog for the following reasons.
- I have kept it going with one photo every day for 730ish days. Some of my favorite compilation blogs petered out quickly or would share their content in spurts.
- It currently has 357 followers and gains a few each week.
- Seeing reblogs of people love the same city I do makes me happy.
This concludes my post written at the level of a third-grade student.
Reflecting about my time at home last weekend and browsing random photos I have taken has made me realize that my photography has changed drastically since our loin fruit became ripe. It has even changed from where I thought it would be at this time. I knew that my focus would turn to him, because he is one of the best parts of my life, but the attention he requires drawls me away from casual shooting. I barely shot anything but him Christmas morning which I’m fine with but the resulting pictures are very one-sided. I chose to leave the camera at home Christmas Eve because I wanted to relax more than I had done up to that point. Shooting the family and tending to Nolan require more time than I have. It goes beyond my SLR too. I don’t share as much on Instagram as I would like to. Our travels home were not documented as well as I would have liked. I think Nolan has very little to do with that deficit.
Shooting my sister and her family may have had the highest enjoyment to effort ratio for any organized time with my camera. We were done in 30 minutes and the kids never complained.
Shooting my beautiful nieces this weekend was a treat.
Summer
Looking Back



Beth reflected tonight on her life one year ago and I feel it is time to share my own thoughts about that time.
It was hard a time for her. There many nights of tears and long conversations. I listened a lot and injected reason when necessary. We became stronger people individually and a stronger couple because of our struggles. We also have become much calmer people that helped us through the premature birth and following week in the hospital.
I had my camera and strobe out the night these photos were taken to shoot myself when Beth started having a hard time sorting through her feelings. I asked her to get behind the camera and it helped her release her emotions in the form of aggression. After fourteen months I believe it is an appropriate time to share these photos that I cherish.
Don’t cry for us Argentina. Life is great now and I don’t think I would change the events leading up to now. We’re better people now.
Last Friday I posted a photo of dark clouds moving across the skyline. Chris Wage said in a Flickr comment, “it’s funny how everyone got a shot of this massive front from different places.” I saw another photo tonight of the front and decided to round up the four different perspectives I have seen.
sunsets and storms by Ricky Tibbs
I have spent my morning organizing my Aperture libraries. After remembering my old cameras, I created this chart representing the number of photos taken since I bought the CD Mavica in 2003.
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I came across Arq yesterday and tested it today with an 8.7 GB Aperture library. 8 hours it was in in the cloud. I plan on splitting up my main Aperture library and getting everything else up soon.
Nashville
I haven’t searched for “Nashville” on Flickr since Instagram became popular. The “Nashville” filter is infiltrating my results!
Here is a taste of the general squirminess of the pop tarts.
I have a desire to capitalize on our late night & early morning moments together. My first idea was writing song lyrics but now I’m thinking about family portraits. We would get up and immediately create a photo. Beth just said “I don’t think I would be a fan.” which is a sign I may be on to something.
Have you noticed how 50 girls you went to school with have set up shop as a “professional” photographer? Having a DSLR does not make you a professional photographer. We’re outing these no talents with daily pictures from the worst of the web. We only post pictures that were from a photography “business,” and we use that term lightly. Maybe you are one of those photographers. Have a good laugh at yourself. You submit the photos, and we provide the snark.
Beth & I had a great conversation with one of her providers err… doctors on Monday (I get so used to saying “provider”, “encounter”, and “point of care” at work.) Her bed rest was lifted and the doctor encouraged her to do one of the activities that she and I have missed greatly. Walking. We love walking through Germantown in the evenings and did so tonight after I left work early. We connect more easily outside of the loft where gadgets & chores distract us.
Our pace is much slower than it used to be but that helped me grab a few shots. Beth asked “Can you tell I’m pregnant?” I lied and said that I couldn’t. She looked down and pondered the possibility.
I believe she has never been so beautiful.







