If I was any kind of true photographer, I would have had a camera with me to document a few of these things.  But I’m a lazy kind of photographer who doesn’t carry a camera with me at all times.  A few things really stand out about my day today I wanted to share them with you.

This blog post from Gloria Baker-Feinstein My sentiments, exactly. She beat me to the post.

While doing my usual routine for a Wednesday at Sven’s Kafe & Gallery (we call it ‘Sven’sday’ instead of Wednesday), I was asked if I was a film maker. The town is full of them right now due to the True/False Film Festival I’m not sure if I looked like one (what does a film maker look like?) or why I was asked that.

I called Sparky’s Ice cream while the boys were at school to make sure they were open. We had planned to go to celebrate Joseph’s completion of his graphic novel for EEE (the gifted education program). It has been a grueling few weeks of writing and drawing and giving up much time on the Wii to complete the book. The answering machine at Sparky’s said they were open again until it was cold next year. (I thought that was kinda funny since it was about 20 degrees outside at the time) When we got there, they were closed. Not to fear, there are many locally owned yummy treat establishments within a block of Sparky’s. I offered cookies at Main Squeeze or Lakota. Joseph wanted Lakota but upon hearing the words, “Main Squeeze”, Isaac squealed with delight at the prospect of eating his favorite dish: tofu with sesame/ginger sauce over brown rice. I explained we were getting a cookie, not dinner but he continued undaunted. “I would really like a snack, though. That would be a good snack. I could have that instead of a cookie.” I realized I was standing there trying to convince my 5 year old to have a cookie instead of a pile of tofu on brown rice. Silly mom. We headed to Main Squeeze where Joseph remembered pretty quickly that he loves their mint/chocolate/espresso cookie, and I had what was probably the very best brownie of my lifetime. The mexican hot chocolate brownie… go get one while you can, there’s only two left!

When I was almost home I won the phone call lottery by receiving a lucky phone call from my good friend, Elaine, who moved to Washington, D.C. this summer. She explained she had two walking blocks to talk to someone and I was the lucky winner of the day! Gosh, in two blocks what can you really get into? Well, we talked about her commute which is actually really interesting to me since I used to live there. I am a big fan of ninja phone calls and this one really made my day. Now, the true test will come if Elaine comments on this post since the only other thing we talked about was whether or not she had read my blog. I think I said something like, ‘geez, I spend so much time writing it, you just hope there are a few people out there reading it every now and then.’

There’s my day in a nutshell. I sure am a lucky gal.

I was talking with fellow Columbia artist, Pack Mathews, this morning about the new show hanging in the Orr Street Studios gallery. It was a great chance to really talk about art, our perception of it and about how the messages in our heads can affect our art-in both good ways and bad. Just a few short moments before this conversation I was talking to two other friends of mine at the gym about how we’ve reached a certain age where we don’t really care what others think so much about us (or we’re trying to get there!) and we just want to do the things that make us happy and experience new things without worrying what others are saying while we are out there living out loud. And just a few days before this conversation, I wrote a comment on my facebook page about how happy I was and how I was feeling really good about my work lately. I think when I feel good about my work, that breeds better work. And when I’m not tearing myself down about what I may have not done well, my work is better. I certainly think there is a place for constructive criticism and definitely I make a big point to always learn from my mistakes–but it sure is nice to feel good about what I’m doing right now.

Last night, just before going to bed, I checked my email one last time. My inbox had two wonderful messages from clients. Both of which I had fully intended to blog about last week but didn’t get the time to do so. The first was from Carolyn Linton of Green Meadow Barn Company. If you are looking for beautiful furniture hand crafted from vintage 100 year old wood from barns and houses… well, you simply must give Carolyn a call! I drove out to her beautiful showroom roughly 10 miles outside of Columbia last week working on a feature for Columbia Home and Lifestyles magazine. It was snowy and cold and Carolyn had warned me that the heat had just gone out in the showroom so dress warmly. I was excited to meet Carolyn and see her work — the thought of owning one of these beautiful pieces sure did entice me. She was such fun to talk to and photograph and to top it off, she had just finished baking a batch of cookies to share with me over a cup of hot tea. As we wrapped up the photo taking, we sat down to warm cookies and hot tea and talked about so many things. It was truly a joy to work with her. I’ll share a piece of her email with you and one of the photos:

“It was so nice to have to come for a visit, ——and take pictures. Some photographers just take pictures, but you add an extra personal touch of class !” I’ve re-read this sentence a few times now and it never fails to make me smile. When I left my session with Carolyn, those were the same thoughts I had about her. It was so much more than just a photo session.

The second email was from my friend and now client, Jordan. I don’t think the fact that he was my friend first diminishes from his message. I am always honored when people take the time (especially parents of newborns!) to say thank you in such a personal way.

Here is an excerpt from his message: “Stacie, you have a gift and a talent for capturing MOMENTS with your camera and your eye. We are so impressed, now that it’s our child in the shot! These photos all capture a unique aspect of Brooklyn and our lives together. So thank you so much for recording these moments for us to savor and share.”

And here are a few of my favorites from their session:

I have been very remiss in letting everyone know about several group exhibitions my work is a part of. I hope you have an opportunity to stop in to some of these or possibly come to the receptions.

It was a real honor to be asked by Byron Smith to be a part of the black history month exhibition at the Gaines/Oldham Black Culture Center on the MU campus at 813 Virginia Ave. He asked me to show some of my older work featuring a young black male model I worked with 5 years ago. I’m excited to give these pieces another chance to shine! They represent my very first experiences in a studio setting. The exhibition is up for one more week and the gallery is open Mon-Thur 8 a.m. - 9 p.m., Friday 8-5 and noon -6 Saturday and Sunday. A closing reception is scheduled for Sunday, February 28th from 1:30-4:30. Read a really nice article about the exhibition here.

If you follow me on facebook, you’ll remember recently I spoke of my anxiety around drilling some of my photographs. You can now see the product of that experiment at ‘The Art of Dance II’, a new exhibition at Sven’s Kafe and Gallery (right next door to Orr Street Studios). The exhibition is a benefit for the Missouri Contemporary Ballet with a portion of all sales going to support their work. Be sure to stop in and check out the entire show. You can also vote for your favorite artist! The top 3 vote getters will go before the Missouri Contemporary Ballet’s board and one will be chosen to create the poster for their fall program! I’m pretty excited about the possibility of getting to do that, so I hope you all come out and vote! I’m thrilled with how my three pieces turned out–very urban and edgy. I’ll post some images after the reception.

Art of Dance II reception is Friday, March 5, 6-8 p.m. The show is on display through April 16, 2010

The new show on display at the Columbia Art League is their annual homage to the True/False Film Festival and this year is titled, “Tall Stories”. From the postcard announcing the show, “an artistic exploration of the border zone between reality and make believe, where the viewer is invited to explore each artist’s visual narrative and ask: what is true here?” I had a lot of fun thinking about what to enter into this one and ultimately I decided on “The Birthday Tree” and another piece which my son Isaac helped me name, “the two headed zebra monster”. The Birthday Tree was juried into the show, but the zebra monster didn’t make it in. It’s such a fun piece, the director asked to display it in the sales gallery, so I hope you can stop in to see it there!

Tall Stories is on display until April 17, 2010 and the opening reception is this Wednesday, February 24th, 2010 from 6-8 p.m. at the Columbia Art League, in downtown Columbia-connected to the Missouri Theatre on 9th and Elm St.

Saving the best for last, I am super duper excited to announce I had one piece juried into an exhibition at the RoHo Gallery in Cincinnati, OH. The exhibition is called, “Point of View” and had entries from all over the United States, Norway, Germany and Malaysia. Twenty Five pieces were selected to be shown in the physical gallery and more will be included in the online gallery. There will also be a book published in May 2010 with the selected images from the physical and online galleries included. I’m excited to have the opportunity to show my work in other markets and I’m also pleased that I will be able to attend the opening reception in Cincinnati this Friday evening from 6-9 p.m.

It’s that time of year again, Girl Scout cookie time.  This year, like the last 10 or so, I resisted the temptation to order cookies through friends peddling for their daughters through facebook or on the playground.  I don’t even have any nieces pitching to me this year.  No, this year I thought I was going to be cookieless in the end.  Yesterday afternoon, they got me again at the grocery store, like they have for the past few years.  I actually walked past them and said, “no thanks” to their request and ultimately turned around, re-entered the store and picked out two boxes with my sons’ help.

Why did I do this? Why did they have to power to make me turn around and come back for the cookies? Because they were older Girl Scouts. A trio of girls in their mid teens. As every year, I felt compelled to tell them why I came back and why I was buying from them versus a table full of cute 8 year olds. “You see,” I said as I launched into my tale. “I was a Girl Scout. When I was in high school, I sold more cookies than anyone in the Dogwood Trails Girl Scout Council. I sold door to door in my neighborhoods, in the college dormitories of my home town, to all the fraternities and sororities and my parents took the gamble to order extra boxes and I set up a table like yours to sell at the dining halls on campus.” Next I tend to ask them what they are planning to do with the credit they are earning by selling the cookies. Their eyes glazed over and the mom sitting with them took on the conversation from here on out. They just didn’t seem to interested in all my stories of cookie sales from the olden days. They thought maybe they’d be using the money to go to camp this summer. “Oh, that’s great!” I replied. “I used my sales credits to pay my way to go on a ‘wider opportunity’ about photography at the Girl Scout’s National Center West in Ten Sleep Wyoming. In fact,” I continued unwaivered by their lack of interest, “I pursued a career in photography in some part due to my experiences at that camp. And, believe it or not,” (we’re in the home stretch now) “I am still friends with one of the girls I met there 24 years ago.”

*yawn*

By this time my boys are about to break into the box of cookies themselves. I say my thank you’s, good lucks and good byes and head home feeling a little let down. I do this every year. Every year I support some older girls selling cookies. Every year I tell them stories of my selling past and my adventures with camp. Every year I eat my cookies and wonder why they’re not as excited, focused and driven as I was when I sold cookies. Every year I think about becoming a Girl Scout Leader even though I have no daughters.

In writing this blog, I realized as I was looking for links that what used to be known as a ‘wider opportunity’ is now called ‘Studio 2B: destinations’ Maybe that’s why they always look at me with a lost look in their eyes.

Ah well, enough nostalgia for one day. Patty Jiminez, I hope you are reading this. Here’s some photos from our time together on top of the mountain. I’m so glad we are still friends. That’s me on the right opening the can of Spam.

Lots of sessions and lots of editing. When I wasn’t doing that, it seems I was playing Wii with the boys or drilling holes and /or glueing stuff to 3 images I’ve entered into the Missouri Contemporary Ballet show at Sven’s Kafe. I’ll show the ballet images next week after the show goes up. Without further adieu, some of the rest of the week’s photos:

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