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Sisterhood Stories – Afternoon break

These last two weeks haven’t been the most exciting, creatively speaking. Looks like I’m just waiting here for an opportunity to shoot some decent images. I do have tons of ideas, don’t get me wrong, the list is getting longer each day. But the time needed to put all these ideas to fruition is lacking. I only have a short amount of time in my afternoon break, as I call it, to get creative. That too short period of time between me getting home from work and the after school rush. So, I write down my plan, from concepts to props and poses (I have many inspiration boards to print, LOL) and then time’s up! So, I do my best to keep shooting using my iPhone, participating in monthly challenges as usually I can snap something in a minute or less and that’s just fine with me for now. Also, since I can now submit phone images to my portfolio, I create with that in mind.  These photos will serve the challenge and build myself a more wider portfolio! I do have a real shoot planned for tomorrow (Lord help me, I still have some DIY props to create!) so I might have something new to share on the next post, yay!

So, that said, I’ll share some of my images from our ongoing November challenge on Instagram, you can check #fpoenovember if you want to follow us. I’ll also be doing a December challenge with another group, that one I also like because it’s more of a reflection on the year that just passed, and that helps to keep the important things in focus. We tend to forget so fast in this instant sharing world.





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Sisterhood Stories – A simple dog post

I am looking for friends. What does that mean — tame?”
“It is an act too often neglected,” said the fox. “It means to establish ties.”
“To establish ties?”
“Just that,” said the fox. “To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world….
People have forgotten this truth,” the fox said. “But you mustn’t forget it. You become responsible forever for what you’ve tamed. You’re responsible for your rose.
~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

That part of the Petit Prince has resonated in me since I read it, ages and moons ago. It’s a principle on which I have based a great part of my life. I have a very high sense of responsibility. Unshakable. Sometimes exaggerated, I must admit.

Take my dog for example. I chose him. The minute I held this furry 5 weeks old ball I knew. I had to give him my best. From the day he walked into our home he was fed, loved, entertained, mentally stimulated and walked. A lot. Three times a day, every single day. I can’t bear the idea that he could be unhappy for lack of care. He has become my responsibility, he depends on me. He’s tamed.

I have to make sure he has the best dog life. That doesn’t mean buying the most expensive stuff, don’t get me wrong here, but providing him the opportunity to be a dog. Not dressed up or groomed to the extreme either. Not trained to obey like a robot. Not a prized show dog. A dog. One that is allowed to sniff and pee on every lamp post, one that gets to meet other canines, one that can jump in the water or roll in the mud or grass if he pleases. I make sure it happens.
I feel so sad looking at my neighbors houses and knowing that there are seven dogs on my street. None of them I have ever seen on a walk. Or playing with their humans. One has never had more than it’s 4 feet leash and a small patch of grass to pee on to explore. And explore is too strong a word. As soon as his business is done, it’s back inside. A Labrador! It drives me crazy! How fun it must be to have a Labrador to play with!

But then maybe it’s me. I might just be asking too much, who knows? I must be wired differently.
That sense of responsibility applies for my sons as well. I will always be in a state of vigilance for as long as I feel they might need me. I’m always the last one to go to sleep. I’m a very light sleeper too, vigilance has taken a hold on me since my first son was born.
And I’m okay with that.  As much as I enjoy a glass of wine, I have never been drunk or even tipsy since becoming pregnant. It’s been a while (I know, don’t remind me). But I cannot allow myself to see my judgement impaired by alcohol or anything else as I’ve got my boys to protect. Should anything happen to them and I could not react in time, I’d never forgive myself.

You can guess I go to bed very tired. I think it’s the tiredness of all mothers. Of caregivers. That permanent state of vigilance is draining, I can tell you! But, we do have to get up bright and early on the next day and start again, don’t we?

All those thoughts came to me while walking my dog, of course. Our walks have become almost like a meditation, it’s good for both of us. It was only meant to be a simple dog post, an observation on my neighbors dogs, but then I started rambling on… I also wish my prose was more eloquent, but it’s 8pm and I need to recharge 🙂


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Sisterhood Stories – October

October is one of the loveliest months. Autumn is always putting on a show in these parts of the world in October and one can only marvel at the colorful sight offered by nature. It’s gorgeous but never lasts long enough.

The colors are turning, and in a matter of days, they are in their full splendor. It’s a pull you can’t resist. I know I can’t. I have to be outside and walk along the paths covered in leaves. Sometimes crisp and crunching under your feet, sometimes damp and releasing that unmistakable autumn scent (not the pumpkin spice type!). The earthy, woody pine, bitter and sweet, fruity and ripe one. You know the one, I’m sure.

It’s beautiful and cozy and it fills your heart with warmth. And the rain and wind come. Then it soon starts to feel desolate and bleak as November lurks in the corner. You know it’s inevitable but you try to block all thoughts of winter until you spot your fist snowflake. All dreams of autumn gone, it’s already a memory.

I tried to make the most of this month, captured it the only way I could, now I’m sharing some of it with you.

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Sisterhood Stories – My new addiction

If you’ve been following me or my photography for a while, you are certainly aware that I love everything antique or vintage. My home is filled with them (or new stuff designed to match my antique furniture). I love the timeless mood of classic items, somehow it’s like they speak to me.
I also love the retro era, but my interest is limited in a few select items like cameras and radios.

I’m not a true collector nor a hoarder. I’m not looking for the most valued antiques either. I just want to own as many lovely and useful pieces as I can. They’re not purchased to be on display, I use the stuff I get, whether as photography props, furniture or accent pieces in the house.  Also I love to find extra cheap fun pieces for my book cover photography portfolio.  It’s really easy to go overboard and invest tons of money into props that you will end up using one or two times, so finding them for a couple of dollars is always nice.  I can also resell them when I’m done playing with them!

With all that being said, I wanted to share my newest obsession. It’s an app called VarageSale (virtual garage sale). I don’t know if it’s active in your area but in mine, wow! I’ve bought so many nice pieces on there, and for cheap!! I’ve sold, too! (Told you, I’m not a hoarder) This app is better than the classifieds and I connect with local sellers. Since there is not a single flea market around, unless you are willing to drive for hours, it’s really neat.

I check it daily, and I’m pretty happy with what I’ve found so far. Of course there is a lot of stuff on there, but I only check the categories I’m interested in.

So, here are a few of my latest finds, used as props. I still have some (like that vintage pram, bought for 15$) that I haven’t used yet. Soon.

vintage plates

A mismatched collection of 12 vintage plates, bought for 10$. Vintages cutlery (a whole bag of them!) for 8$ and a new Royal Stafford teacup with saucer for 5$


German soldiers

WWII German soldiers photos 3$ each, but totally worth it, just for the amazing history they carry. Those young men must all have died during battle.

old doll

This perfectly worn porcelain composition doll for only 5$. It’s sooo pretty!


pears on silver plate

Numerous silver trays and plates, none more than 2$ each, I have many different ones.

doll heads

A whole bag of doll heads and body parts for 1$, the fun I’m having with these!


And of course, this creepy lurker. They’re everywhere these days it seems 🙂 The lady wanted to give it away, it was sleeping in the garage, her girls terrified by it. I gave her 2$. It served me well so far!

There are way more I could share, old skeleton keys, old books, scissors etc. You’ll just have to keep your eyes open to find them in my work 😉

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Sisterhood Stories – Making space for joy

Do you have dreams? What brings you joy?

It’s a simple question, really. I’m sure all of you can come with many answers in the blink of an eye.
The issue here is not really knowing what brings you joy but creating the time and space for it.

When we’re stuck between the rush of our daily lives, routine and commitment to a decent lifestyle, making space for anything else is a challenge.
I have all these desires and dreams that I still need to fulfill yet there seems to be no time for any of them. Some days I feel stuck and wish I could just leave it all (well, not all, but you get the idea) and buy myself a camper van and move around in the direction my heart is pulled towards. Anywhere.

But then I look around. And realize I’m happy here. Truly. It’s not perfect, never will be, but it’s good enough.
Why don’t I create the space for all these desires? Am I afraid of change or simply content the way it is? Is a dream’s sole purpose is to remain in your imagination? To never actually become within reach?I just don’t know. There are days I think I know, others I’m confused.

I had set myself some goals this year, learn watercolor and hand lettering. And I did. Though I wish I had more opportunities to devote some time to it at least I’m proud to have achieved those goals. I need to go out more too, photograph different landscapes. I might not need to travel far, just explore a bit more. And also learn a new language, why not?
I’ll get back to knitting too, because that also brings me joy. And keep on reading all those books on my endless to-read list.
I guess a balance between routine and adventure is what I need to set my heart on fire again. I just need to create the space for it and watch it ignite xox

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