02/15/2019
I realized I haven't properly introduced myself. My name is Libby, a name I despised most of my life, but when I changed it in college to my given name, Elizabeth, it just didn't stick and I realized quickly, I'm fit for a Libby. So, in college I took photography classes, back when cameras were so different. I spent time in the dark room and loved seeing what developed on film. I loved taking pictures of nature, and architecture, but at the time, the idea of photographing weddings and families never appealed to me. It all seemed so formal. Stand here, stand there, pop your arm out holding your bouquet. It seemed, manufactured, fake. I had no interest in that. I went on about my merry way and continued taking classes for enjoyment and growing to love other aspects of creativity within art school. I loved textile and fiber arts, weaving and templating patterns and then screen printing them onto yards and yards of blank white fabric. I can still smell the dye. I enjoyed pottery and I fell in love with art history. Learning about the great masters from before my time was dreamy. Fast forward ten-plus years, and my oh my has the world changed. I ended up going into interior design, which I stably loved for almost thirteen years. But, as with the world, the art of photography has changed as well. It has enlivened me and energized me. The wedding photography of the past, that formal blah, has now turned into the beautiful live capture, moment in time, realness that I can't get enough of. I've been inspired by some amazing photographers over the years and I have grown to have such an appreciation for it, the art beckons me to it once again. So, here I am, reigniting my passion and love for this amazing art, in a new way, in a new time and loving every single second of it.