It's been a long two weeks for me. Since last Sunday, I've been to Las Vegas, New York City, Portland (Maine), Baltimore and Norfolk, Va. I feel like I've been running around going crazy and I'm finally, finally back home - just in time for this weekend's photography. But yesterday, after getting off my early morning plane ride, I got to come home to my husband and it is so nice to be able to relax.
Here's something I find exceptionally beautiful about marriage (or "marriage"): George is my home and my safe place. My respite. I'm more me around him than I even am by myself. I guess I'm feeling "mushy" - as we like to say - this morning. It's just so nice to be sleeping in my own bed, right next to my man.
I took this photo of us in New York City, halfway through my travel adventures, and I think it pretty accurately reflects how I feel about the world right now. I'm sure after some portrait work this afternoon, I'll start feeling a lot more centered and focused. In the meantime, it's just good to be back with the hubs.
I've also been obsessing about
this song by James Morrisson. I've decided it will be a "first dance" type of song at the big 10-year anniversary party I've been planning. We're only on year 2 so this party is going to be really seriously awesome.
Las Vegas is a weird place. It's like Disney World for adults with money (though I suppose Disney World itself is a place for children with money). Everything is immaculately detailed. For instance, we had our conference at the Bellagio, where we also stayed. They have these neverending series of hallways and meeting rooms back behind the hotel where most guests would never go. I didn't think too much about the decorations, until I got up early one day and took a walk. There was an entire team of people putting together a floral display. Each of the floral displays in the conference area was made of live flowers! And they all had a different design *each time* they had to be replaced! The attention to detail and thought that goes into decoration is both impressive and outrageous.
If you follow this blog, you might recall that George and I got married in Las Vegas nearly two years ago. It was kinda sad to be there without him. "Look," I said to a colleague, "that's Bill's Gamblin' Hall. George and I had our first dance there." Hard to be nostalgic about that without your hubby.
Well, time for me to hit the road again. It's NYC time.
And a couple of outtakes.
For anyone interested in technical details, here's my setup: camera rested on nightstand, 50mm. Light obviously comes from the window, but it's not direct - it's bounced off the side of the building. Sun is actually rising right behind me (outside, wise guy). Building was kind of peach-colored, so in color my face and the couch is blown out. In black and white, it's very flattering light, don't you think?
Tons and tons of traveling coming up in October, so hopefully I'll have lots of additions to the project!