I am so happy to join a group of lovely photographers from all around the world to capture just 30 minutes of time. It may be just thirty minutes, but I’ve found when I really look and see, there are endless treasures to be found.
Tuesday afternoon the girls and I were in the kitchen and I was mashing potatoes with the electric mixer. The girls were sitting at the table, but I could see Chanelle eying me out of the corner of my eye. I knew what she wanted. As soon as I turned the mixer off she made a beeline for me and held out her hand. I removed the beater (is that what they are called?) from the mixer and handed it to her. By the time I had the second one out, Meadow was standing at my feet like a puppy awaiting it’s precious treat. The girls sat down on the kitchen floor, side by side, and licked warm mashed potatoes from their beaters as if they were a decadent dessert. Between licks they clinked their beaters together like they were wine glasses.
It was a simple moment, but it somehow jarred the place in my brain that had gotten lost in the chaos of everyday life. It took a few minutes to wade through the cobwebs of my brain to figure out what that moment had touched, but after some time, I remembered.
Over the previous year, I have been so caught up with SummerK and various projects (you know, like moving) that I forgot why my heart was so pulled toward photography and documentation in the first place. I had forgotten that this all started with our simple everyday moments. The simplicity had somehow gotten lost in the the business of creating images and studying composition and figuring out business.
My mind needed jarred. As Oprah would say, I had an ah-ha moment. So, I made a decision. I was going to force myself to slow down and see.So that’s what I did.
Just this morning, I skipped my run so I would be ready to take it all in.
That’s just what I did. . . I took in our morning. . .
. . . which begins with our early riser. Thankfully, she gets up in a phenomenal mood and greets me with a hearty, HELLO!!! Typically, I’m on the treadmill when I hear that HELLO!! On most days, she destroys our basement while I finish my run. However, this morning we made our way into the kitchen together.
While I emptied the dishwasher, she, um. . . cleaned?
Please take a moment to visit Naples, Italy Photographer, Amanda, at Amanda Voelker Photography and see how she spent Thrity Minutes in her life.