On my third day of shooting, on a train somewhere between Edinburgh and Glasgow, I had a 'moment'. I took out my pen and started to write in my notebook, trying to grasp any of the thoughts that were flying around my brain, trying to make them still so I could hold on to them and feel them and get to know them a little more before they were gone.
This might sound weird, it might sound gushy, it might even sound a little bit wanky. But hey, that's pretty much me!
If you know me in any way, real life or online, then I'm pretty sure it's apparent. I come alive when I do this work. Not in a big, jazz hands way, more of a centred, immersive, connected way. Like, it's such a gift, guys. Such a gift. That people invite me in, and let me see them with their favourite people. That I'm trusted to see what they feel and live with and know, and they let me take that and interpret that and feel it and show it back to them.
On that train on that day, it overwhelmed me. I was exhausted, creatively fulfilled, emotional and ecstatic. I travel for work yes, but never that far. That I got to be sitting on that train, in that moment, because people wanted to hire me? It was special. And I am and will always be beyond grateful.
When I started this business, there was no real way of knowing what it would become. If it would work. If people would want what I thought I could give. And it's still evolving, I'm always learning and striving to be better. But that seed of an idea I had 5 years ago, that I planted and watered and made myself green fingered for? It feels like it's finding it's spring. The late nights and practice and months of no enquiries and pushing myself and raising babies whilst building a business have been so very worth it. Getting a few hours to be in someone else's world, to chat and hang out and make some art out of life. Photographs that generations of family will look at and wonder at and talk about. To be here now, having met some amazing people and shared so many moments that mean something.