It’s so hard for me to let someone photograph me. I really do not, and I mean, do not, like the why I am captured on camera. So you take that plus a few months post partum and I can’t believe I let someone photograph me!
I am totally IN LOVE with the images Jason Stockdale of www.jasonstockdale.com got from our session. I really really looked in to his work before I emailed him. But it was important to me for someone who didn’t know me, didn’t know us, didn’t know my photography to photograph such a personal thing. Sure, I could have asked a number of assistants, partners, friends and fellow photogs but I was on a mission.
Time: early evening, when: a very hot summer July day in the South, where: my grandparents “plantation”. where i feel home. where i can walk in the door and almost always smell coffee, fragrant candles of hazlenut cream and my grandfather’s cologne. this.is.where.my.heart.is.at.home. there no place else in the world like mama syb and pop’s.
So when Jason and I discussed location, there was never any question. It was always meant to be there. On the steps I’ve walked up and down since I was a kid,; beneath the grand magnolia tree where I use to hide; amongst the white picket fence and her arch, aged and withered but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I can’t tell you how many times, countless times, I would sit on that porch swing and sing, read or sit silently. Chicken soup for the soul.
I am so blessed to get to take my children to this special place and hopefully they will cherish these one day half as much as I do today.
I can only hope they will find a place as profound and full of sweet Southern charm and love as Mama Syb and Pop’s.
These are just a tiny little peek!
Sweet dreams & sweet tea,
Monica
I think is very sweet and I love the precious memories. Syb and Pop will too.. We sometimes need to know how much we are loved and needed. I think you accomplished that and more with thisd blog. Keep it up. Aund Shady