Remembering: The power of photography

When I first started this blog I swore to myself I would not post anything personal. This wasn't about what I was doing this was strictly about work. It then occurred to me that what I was doing played a huge role in the images I create. With that in mind I figured it would be okay for every now and then to post a little somethin' about myself.

About a year ago I had a close friend ask, "why photography" that was simple for me. The idea of stopping time and capturing moments intrigued me. I remember they day I received our wedding photos in the mail I was simply overjoyed by the moments that were captured.

I explained to my grandma my new found love for photography and what it meant to me. My grandmother always did anything she could to encourage, support, and motivate me to keep pursuing my goals. Shortly after that conversation my grandmother bought me my first SLR camera.

I started taking what I thought to be "awesome" shots and I'd show Nana and she'd say "Honey, those look great!" It never mattered how dark, over exposed, and out of focussed they were, Nana always loved them.

I thank my grandmother so much for always being my rock and caring so much about the little things in my life.
This morning at 6am my lovely Nana passed. I share this personal experience simply because it was my Nana who encouraged me to do what I love.

We didn't know that these would be the last photographs ever taken but I am so very glad they were.




Nana and Darsh doing what they did best, always laughing!
















Nana, Darsh, and all but on of the grand kids. (We missed you pep)

These photos will forever be dear to my heart. My passion and love for photography will only grow stronger.

I love you forever "Nana"

-Maalaea