I woke up with the sun this morning to meet an adorable fitness instructor down by the bay in Chicago and she talked about her passion of fitness and what she does. In that short time frame I felt inspired by her beauty, perfect stomach and sweet mannerRead More
I keep catching myself trying to push my shoulders back as I get a glimpse of my slightly hunched over posture in a reflection and I quickly try to adjust. I feel like I’ve tried to make a conscience effort to keep myself from slowly evolving into…well…looking like what we evolved from! I’ve switched from a sitting desk to a standing desk and try to do the basic “posture improving workouts” – still I feel I am doomed.
Last fall I was on a wonderful trip to Switzerland with my Fiancé when we decided to spend a day traveling up to Mt. Pilatus, which is in the middle of the Swiss Alps. It was probably one of my favorite scenic views I have ever seen!
My Instagram: "As a photographer I feel required to capture every scene & moment. To document something I know I'll never see again & feel blessed knowing I can share this gift with others...but sometimes when I lower my camera and look with just my eyes I realize there's truly no way to capture what's happening before me. With very little time on the top of Mt. Pilatus I decided to remember this time differently, but without knowing my Fiancé took this pic of me lowering my camera from my face & what you can't see are my eyes filled with tears."
As a photographer, sometimes I forget to put my camera down and simply enjoy the moment I’m in…a moment that doesn’t need to be captured, just felt. Collin and I tried to cover as much ground as we could in the amount of time we had and by the end of it I realized I had taken hardly any photos. It was like I couldn’t bare to put my camera between my eyes and the true beauty I was seeing. I didn't feel honored enough to capture this place.
When we walked back to the visitor center to catch our sky train back through the clouds, I saw something that blew my mind. I captured two tourists hunched over and looking at their phones & cameras, behind them painted the Swiss Alps in all their glory, and they remained unfazed.
It wasn’t until later I realized the irony of this image and the scary reality of this world. It wasn't until looking at this I realized why my shoulders are hunched forward. I'm too am often looking down, only remembering life from what's in my hands and forgetting to look up.
Happy Saturday from Chicago! I'm getting pumped as I get ready for an adventure that's happening later today, so I thought it'd be fun to share some of my new Wanderlust posters I created! These will also be coming soon to the TaraShupe Photography website, but until then feel free to shop on my Etsy Shop and leave some love!
Some of my favorite memories are the ones that involve a foreign area or something I'm discovering for the very first time. It can be an abandoned house, an African village or even an old country highway, as long as it feeds this adventurous spirit of mine...I am hooked! After every adventure it feels like I'm already thinking of the next, wondering if it'll be small or large and what creative inspiration it'll unravel.
So I will keep wandering...how about you?