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What defines me?

So often in this society, I have found that occupation more often than not answers this.

Working in a drive thru coffee shop has given me the opportunity to study those in my surroundings.

Often i’ll ask, “what are you up to today, anything fun?”

And they will respond with a grumbled, “no.”

“Oh, me neither!’ I joke, “what do you do?”

What do you do? Not, what do you do for a living, or how do you make your money? But what do you do. 

I’m retired. I work at a bank. I’m a mom.

I’ve never been asked this question. Someone once asked me what I did outside of work to which I responded with, “I’m  a student.” I always fell back on that answer because it was something I was so proud of; working full time and being a full time student at the university one town over. But then graduation day came; and as I standing in my bathroom of my studio apartment built above my in-law’s garage, it hit me. Panic. Who i am? What am i, if no longer a student? How will I define my success from this moment forward?

When we got to the graduation ceremony, I walked in with my head held high. I said my goodbyes to my boyfriend and family and proceeded to the line-up area. Descending downstairs, I walked into my own personal Hell. As I looked around at all the smiling faces taking selfies and posing with their friends. I knew no one. My heart started to pound as I felt heat surge across my cheeks and warm tears filled my eyes. One deep breath and I had composed myself just enough to ask a line marshall where I was supposed to be.

“Just find someone you know, look for a friend from your classes!” She told me, blind to the fear in my eyes. I continued forward. Weaving my way through decorated hats and too high of heels, until I found another line marshall. I asked the same question; where  was I supposed to be? He asked what my major was and I told him Liberal Arts. “You guys don’t really have a spot…” he told me, flipping through his clipboard. “Just keep walking down that hall and you’ll be in the right place…  Hey,” he said, as my eyes once again welled up with tears, more of embarrassment than anything. “It doesn’t really matter where you are, its just so the lines are even. Lighten up and enjoy this day, kid, you worked for it.”

There was no set spot, no assigned seats. Just a reality I had made up where I wasn’t in the correct place.

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ISO 100 5.6 1/40

I struggle to tell people “I’m a photographer, I really love photography.” Because I am so afraid of letting anyone tell me that I’m not, or that I can’t.

What defines me? The things I do or the people I met? The relationships I have or the things I have experienced?

Maybe its all of it. A combination of all the things manifested into one moment of just being.

Why do I need one word to sum the complex person I am? How fair is that?


…and ignite your bones

Perception is reality. 

The most valuable lesson I have learned and still the most difficult one to struggle with. 

If I believe I can; I can. 

But if I tell myself that I’m not capable, then I will be exactly that. 

I have sat stagnant for too long waiting for someone else to spark my passion. 

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As I learn to love myself – where most of my insecurities steam – I begin to see the things other see in me. And this time I can believe them. 

I am intelligent, intuitive and but I am idle. Stuck in a limbo of ‘yes, I know I can’ and the dreaded feeling of failure; I never even put forth an effort. 

I can be successful – I just have to want to. 

Cloudy Seas

Last night’s sunset looked like a painting; I know that cliche is overused. But it wasn’t the colors, but rather the way the clouds were streaked against the dark blue wash, like paint brushed delicately.

My camera is new to me. With my graduation money I purchased for myself a Sony A6000. After shooting with a Sony for long, this, to me, was the best choice.

I am happy with my decision, but still working out the kinks.

With my Dad’s old camera, I had a telephoto lens, which allowed me to get a wider depth of field as well as creep on the birds and the trees in the mountains.


This image was taken last night from my balcony with Sony A6000 E PZ 16-50MM F3.5-5.6 OSS lens at f/5.6 1/80 with an ISO of 250.

I’m hoping for another cloudy night with the opportunity to check out the meteor showers and experiment with long exposures.

New Beginnings


I’m Mo; a young college graduate trying to figure this out.

Two years ago, I signed up for film photography as an elective credit in school. I fell in love with the dark room and my film camera, a Canon AE-1 35 mm, a hand my down from my dad. My first digital camera, a Sony A100, was also a hand me down from him. I think my love for this came from him as well.


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Life has thrown me some curve balls. I love and I have lost.

I’m learning to live within each moment. To embrace every emotion and to push myself as far as I can go.

Come with me. Lets see what’s out there.