25 Things I've Learned in 25 Years

So, I'm twenty-five years old. Which means I am about half-way through into what our generation calls "the defining decade." I felt like the Lord really wanted me to plant a few simple words of wisdom from things that have help shape and mold me over the years. Number twenty-five is one of my favorites and reminds me that growing older doesn't have to be a negative thing, in fact it's such a blessing. When I spend small moments with my grandma, I look at how beautiful she is, and how much she has seen of the world. Number eighteen is something that I currently struggle with and pray for strength to get better at doing, everyday. I want to be genuine with everyone I encounter, especially on the World Race. Number nine ... I don't think I've ever had a moment where I did not see God show up and teach me so much through reaching out to those that are younger than me. It is so challenging and so rewarding at the same time. Some of these words are what family, friends and mentors have poured into my life, and others are from my own life experience. If you have more that you'd like to add to the list, please do! I'd love to see a 50 Things I've Learned in 50 Years post. I pray that you find at least one of these things encourages you in your daily life.

Warmly and with love,

B

1. Trust the timing of your life.

2. No one can steal your joy.

3. Less is more.

4. Quality over quantity.

5. Be proud of your dreams.

6. Give yourself assignments.

7. Never too old to learn something new.

8. Encourage others to learn from your mistakes.

9. Mentor to those that are younger than you.

10. People walk in and out of your life for a reason.

11. Be intentional.

12. Spend as much time outside as you can.

13. Food is a gift. Enjoy every bite, and every sip.

14. Expand your musical horizons.

15. Write letters by hand and express gratitude.

16. Make seasonal bucket lists.

17. Dance often, sing often, embrace freedom.

18. Celebrate other people's victories.

19. Find something or someone to take care of.

20. College isn't for everyone, but learning is.

21. Go one week without make up, and see what happens.

22. Learn to read people's love languages.

23. Stop beating yourself up, no one is perfect.

24. Wisdom is a beautiful and powerful thing.

25. Embrace old age, it is a privilege denied to many.

Caleb + Yuriko | 2015

Slowly but surely, I'm finally getting back into the swing of things. Normalcy is such a blessing when the chaos of life seems to take over. December and January were months that were filled with car problems, doubt, frustration, and feeling overwhelmed most days.

Winter.

However, in the midst of it all, my long time friend, Laura came up to visit me. We did lots of exploring and played tourist all week. Along the way, we met up with Caleb and Yuriko who were in the process of relocating. I'm very grateful that I was able to capture these two before they moved to Colorado. They gave me the inspiration that I've been longing for, and made me fall in love with capturing people in places that they resonated in, all over again. Caleb and Yuriko definitely have a strong love for the Pacific Northwest and I wanted to see them in that light. We definitely got caught in a downpour in the middle of the day, but I'm glad it did. Rain is one of the many things that makes Portland so charming, and gloomy and beautiful all at the same time. Thanks for the reminder Oregon, I love you.

-B

 

 

Wildwood | 2015

This morning, I woke up early and went on a hike through Wildwood Trail with one of my closest friends. It was really dark, as are most winter mornings in Portland. However, we were hoping to make the most out of the first Monday of the year before going to work. It was so refreshing and good for the soul. The smell of pine trees with the anticipation of doughnuts and coffee afterwards made our day. It was also the first time taking my dSLR out in a while.

Since the new year has begun I've taken a keen interest in living a low profile. In 2005 I made my first social media account, Myspace. It was the beginning of my interest of documenting life, and seeing what other people around the world were interested in as well. Social media has been around for over half of my life and has been a huge influence in who I am as a person and as an artist. I've always had such a love/hate relationship with it for as long as I can remember. Currently, I'm curious to see what my life would feel like without it.

I started using VSCO journal, one of my good friends told me about how easy the software is and how quickly you can just jot down your thoughts straight from your iPhone. One of my favorite things about using the VSCO journal and grid is that it gives you the opportunity to create a curated body of work without applause. There aren't any visual representations of how massive or minute one's following is. As easy as it is to get caught up in the numbers and focus on value and worth, it is much more refreshing to post work without knowing who's approving it. I miss writing, blogging and posting weekly images. I'm going to challenge myself to keep shooting, to keep writing and to continuously grow as an artist. Even though I have my BFA in Photography & Design and work for one of the top tech companies in the world, there is still SO much to learn and discover, and I won't settle.

-B

the winter of my soul

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Lately, I've been slowing down and investing my time in redefining myself and my craft. I've taken a bit of a hiatus from photography, and haven't picked up my camera in what feels like months, and I'm okay with that. This afternoon I had coffee with my dear friend and mentor and we just shared stories of our goals and the challenges that we face as artists and as followers of Jesus. I can already tell that 2015 is going to be a year of challenges and learning more about myself and the life that I choose to live, but I know that there is a season for everything. Everything that I'm going through during the beginning of this long, cold, Portland winter is happening for a reason. The Lord is teaching me that my story as an artist, is only beginning. Experience is a brutal teacher, but each and every day I'm learning something new; for that I can be nothing but thankful.

-B