The confinement of home

It’s day…something into this house quarantine and the walls are starting to crack. Or maybe we are. It’s hard to tell. I love my wife with everything I have, to me she’s the most remarkable woman in the world. She truly is. I thank the universe every day for bringing her into my life.

And yet, on day 14 of this house arrest, I’m quietly wondering if she could chew that cookie a little more…quietly.

For.

The.

Love.

Of.

God.

We’re stuck here together with a 2 year old who wants nothing else than to be entertained and held. And put down. And held. And put down. And held. Up, down, up, down, no, no, no, no!

We are the lucky ones.

I’m stuck in a house with two people I love, many aren’t that lucky. It reminds me to appreciate what I have, that this is what I often dream of when I travel the world alone. I have spent more nights alone in hotel rooms than I want to count. I’ve traveled all around the world shooting weddings, seen places most people would only dream of seeing, but this virus has reminded me that everything important is right here.

When I worked in advertising I learned the hard way that restrictions are a creative blessing. The more narrow the parameters, the easier it was to create something. So instead of reminiscing about the afternoon light in Maasai Mara or the sunrise on the Campuhan Ridge in Ubud, Bali I turn my camera to what I have around me.

You really don’t need to travel to create.

Find love and light where you are.

(image by sarah) (image by sarah)