A few posts back I mentioned a wonderful family that was gracious enough to loan us their barn for our art exhibition. I.adore.this.family. Truly. It’s amazingly refreshing to have kids around who speak English with you instead of cocking their heads to the side when strange Swiss German comes out of my mouth. I find it hard to get back into the routine of work around the house and with my business because part of my heart is still at our art show from 6pm-8pm each evening. I look forward to another day of playing with Emma, Rafael, and Donatello and perhaps once again eating the remainders of their dinner on the back patio.
Emma made a great point when she dominated me at a game of Bob the Bilder “Memory” in her living room. I’ll be honest, when she pulled the game out I groaned a little. I’ve never been good at it and I think with age and learning another language my short term memory has only gotten worse. However, throughout the beginning of the game it was going rather well for me. I was picking up matching pieces left and right, and I was feeling quite good about myself. Emma said, “See, you are really good!” I felt validated by this six-year-old’s words, and we continued on till the last 14 pieces reminded on the floor. It was Emma’s turn, and she proceeded to pick up matching pair after matching pair with precision and speed until all the cards were gone. She had remembered 7 pairs in a row! I was impressed, and I asked her, “Why do you think kids are so much better at memory than adults?” and she replied, “…I think it’s because kids don’t have to remember important things like grown ups do. Grown-ups have to remember lots of hard things, and kids don’t, so there’s probably not a lot of space left in their brain.”
Sweet Emma’s 1st grade insight astounded me. We can learn to much from children. Simplicity, fun, freedom, carefreeness (not to be mistake with carelessness) and simple truths that are otherwise clouded by our adult tendencies to overanalyze. Irene and Gerry, you’ve created three amazing little people, and here is my photographic tribute to you both.
This entire week Gabriel and I have been exhibiting a large selection of our paintings in a beautiful old barn belonging to a colleague at Gabe’s school. It has been a joy to get to know this family to whom the barn belongs and who also occupy the house next to it. We are greatly indebted to them for opening their home to us, for their kindness, and for the simple joys that come from conversation over tea and playing with their three children. Irene is an extraordinary artist and is gracious enough to teach art to young kids at a school here in Winterthur. She is also married to an American from Rochester, and their little ones come in and out of the gallery to entertain us when the crowds are slower. We’ve all felt the creative energy stirring, and I have been inspired to not only photograph more children, but to perhaps try painting one of my photos. Since I’ve moved here, the creative juices seem to always be flowing from my husband, and I am so thankful for the consistency that brings into my life. Even in times where I feel dried up and uninspired, an oddity, considering where I live, my husband is working on a painting or playing his guitar. I think we will always be “makers” of things, even throughout our “old” and “gray”. Being around other artists been a great learning experience, and I am totally inspired to start something new and fresh. But first, here are some shots of their youngest son.
Here are a few shots of Irene’s paintings of her three children. Her talent is truly incredible.
I just love this family. For so many reasons. And, I’m blogging their photos because I think they deserve to be seen and it’s been a while since the photoshoot last May! I’m slowly catching up, and my goal this year is to stay on top of blogging each and every session. I photographed these lovely folks in some overgrown weeds, quite beautiful weeds, actually, in a village called Dickbuch, and I was very thankful that the person whom the land belonged to didn’t come out and yell at us.
I definitely plan on using that area for future shoots until someone tells me not to because it was AMAZING.
Check out all this gorgeous family love, and tell em’ what you think.
“Oh on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
so soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
the smiles that win, the tints that glow
but tell of days in goodness spent,
a mind at peace with all below,
a heart whose love is innocent!”
– Lord Byron
The light and the heat were both boiling the sweat on our brows, but I still couldn’t help but feel amorous after working with these two. I don’t mind this Alabama heat as long as I can escape to some AC after a hard few hours with the sun blazing. What blows me away is when a couple is trump enough to withstand it and still look glamorous. These photos look like they were taken somewhere in California. Caleb and Rebecca had such a sweet presence and I’m thrilled they allowed me to come into their life for a couple of hours and capture some of that sweet intimacy you share with each other.
The weather finally warmed up enough for me to shoot outside in these vibrant spring colors. It was very eye-pleasing to see Myriam and Donat dressed in very Spring-like gentle pastels for their engagement session, and we drove to a nice spot in Stein am Rhine to shoot near the river at sundown. The monk in charge was kind enough to let us shoot some photos on the Kloster (monastery) grounds which seemed to have exploded with blooming trees and flowers. Myriam and Donat have a love story very similar to me and my husband’s, and it was sweet to see them interact together with a rare gentleness. Their love truly stands out. Plus, the pictures turned out amazing which I can attribute only to their willingness to be themselves and have fun.