Sharing because this little light painting went viral on VSCO for some reason. A collab with the significant other @98juliette . Thanks for racking that shutter sweetheart ❤️
#joshuatreenationalpark #nationalpark #vsco #nightphotography #neon #lightpainting
My wife and I have been turning rubber into asphalt for the last two and a half months.
We made it home last week. The real home. Like Mom and Dad, sisters, grandparents, and cousins home. We slept in a tent in the backyard because tradition. Cousin Andrew left the rainfly at home. I woke up covered in dew, but there was pie on the table when I walked inside, and a kiss on the cheek from Grandma. I was full and tired, but I ate more. Juliette slept in. She needs that sometimes.
Yes, the roadtrip.
It was incredible, and I can’t write into words a summation of what all of it meant and felt like. Full of excitement, fear, tiredness, numbers, miles, sadness, joy, euphoric oneness, conversations I’ll never forget (thank you Juliette). Life, the full on assault of it. All of it at war with my perpetual expectation of an ego supporting narrative in everything. “We will be this, we will do this, it will mean this”. The momentum of the Big Bang somehow spun into and propelling my flesh across the land, but it’s inside a blue metal tube with wheels. I can’t help but laugh.
I’m a walking conundrum, and it’s incredible because that walking conundrum is loved. So I ask myself to associate my thoughts with reality. Your wife loves you, your family does too, another day in creation, seasons are changing, my body continues to keep me alive, there’s a 1 mile hiking loop walking distance to your in-laws house, all is well again. My exhale feels deeper. God is in the room.
The expression of my heart is this. Expectations never satisfy. Surrender might.
The temptation has always been to make others taste of the good in my life into a longing in your hearts for what is truly vapor. It’s not tempting anymore. It tastes like a sour tomato. It should for you too.
What should be known is that with every blessing, I share in a suffering. With every expectation, I share in a disappointment. With every cool photo, there’s 37 bad ones. With every straight road, there’s a white knuckle drive down a cliff. And it’s all beautiful. Exhilarating. Full of insight and molded clay.
And selfishly, this is really just an uno reverse card for the question, “how was your trip?”.
A year ago today, I had the privilege of saying yes and forever to my best friend.
Our loved ones flocked from all over to celebrate with us in the nowhere town of Martindale, TX.
Words can’t describe the gratefulness in our hearts when we dig into these images. Juliette and I have kept these photos close to our hearts and shed so many tears over the memories of this day.
Despite being the best day of my life, it was gracefully followed by the best year. It’s been the most incredible adventure. Juliette, I love you forever.
Thank you @chrisleclerc and @glennevis for capturing these beautiful moments.
