I am about to do it. I’m about to roll up the garage door and bare the messy chaotic contents of our garage for the whole world to see. Brace yourself. It is messy. And as a documentary style photographer, I’m ok with it. As a person who likes order, well, I’ve just somehow formed a blind eye when I walk through it.
In an artistic way, I love how my boys get lost in some of these photos because there is so much stuff around them. All the color, all the clutter, yet still my eye is drawn to them. It’s drawn to the the shadows the sun is casting in one of the most dreary Januarys that I can remember. What I’ll remember more than the clutter is how the boys are eating after school snacks, dancing and being goofy, and enjoying time together. They are actually hugging and helping each other when they fall. But let’s be honest, just like my garage is less than tidy, our lives are not always this jolly and joyous. I’m still learning to let my son wear shorts when it feels like 9 degrees outside. We still have daily meltdowns when things don’t go our way (myself included). And while I love order, I also like to enjoy what’s happening in front of me. So join me in letting things get a little messy so you can enjoy the moment. Call your mess “art” and see what you can create today that might make a cold, dark January day feel like the sun is shining and casting beautiful shadows all around you.