Author: mccrackinphotography

Somehow, in the last few months I have lost who I am. Or maybe a better way of putting it is I stopped trying to figure it out. Self discovery has always been important to me. I could spend hours journaling or painting or taking pictures in an effort to discover who I am. I believe that my strange drive to figure out what makes me tick is where my creativity comes from. I have a constant desire to find what inspires me to be…well, to be me. Every once in a while, my search will render beautiful results that inspire photoshoots and poems, while other days it leaves me dressed in very strange ways haha.

Over this break I want to take time to figure out who I am. I want to discover what I love and what I hate. I want to find out who I am and who I should be. I want to reclaim myself. Rediscover myself. And maybe, I’ll reinvent myself.

These are self portraits I took of my reflection in a red counter. I thought they were pretty cool =)

Lauren aka babycakes posed for a few shots for me today too =) made my life.

First of all, I apologize for the astronomical amount of photos that are about to be all up in this post but I took four hundred that I love so…I’m proud I could choose just a few.

Today Ashley and I went to the beach for a photoshoot that blew my mind. We had so much fun splashing in the waves, climbing on piers, and sitting in the sand. This girl can model like no other but she lives in Seattle so I don’t get to shoot her very often. Therefore, today was a special treat! =) This shoot helped me rediscover everything that made me fall in love with photography. I left the Goleta pier completely inspired.

Swing coats, red lips, and shoes made for dancing =)

My Final Four:

Health-

Elegance-

sharing-

Carefree-

Rain. The constant pitter patter against the pane. The ever onimous gray hue. Heavy droplets on an upturned face. I love the rain. I love the comfort of being wrapped in my Grandpa’s quilt knowing that there is chaos stemming from the skies outside. I love the way I feel so out of place with my huge smile and tongue out as I attempt to collect the drops in my mouth while the people around me look at me like I’m insane. I love the way grim passersby gingerly leap over puddles while I jump directly into them.  I love that it reminds me of home and that it is the perfect excuse to grab Pride and Predjudice, a vanilla latte with whip cream, and a pillow. I have a rainy heart. And I love it.