Grounded But Still Soaring…

I picked up my first camera in sixth grade, inspired by my father, who was a professional photographer in the "Mad Men" days of advertising. My subjects were people and places near home, starting with my classmates. Looking at these early photos takes me right back to those environments; I can almost smell, see and hear the musty, bustling school hallways!

To me, the magic of photography is that it connects and reconnects us to an experience.

My 6th grade classmates posing for a photo.

My 6th grade classmates posing for a photo.

Me, the budding photographer in serious hippie attire.

Me, the budding photographer in serious hippie attire.

Although my family could not afford to travel when I was in school, my desire to explore the world was ever-present. I beat a hasty retreat from my Wisconsin home the day after high school graduation and never stopped roaming, always with camera in hand to record the life around me.   

When the pandemic hit, my wanderlust was forced to go on hiatus -- not easy for anyone used to the stimulation, joys and challenges of experiencing new lands. What to do? I decided that while I am unable to journey abroad now, I can share my past escapades. It is my way of keeping the connection with travel alive, for myself and others.

Taking a tour on Squam Lake, New Hampshire is a great way to beat the heat.

Taking a tour on Squam Lake, New Hampshire is a great way to beat the heat.

Best way to end a day overlooking the scenic North Carolina mountains.

Best way to end a day overlooking the scenic North Carolina mountains.

Another way for this traveler to stay uplifted during the pandemic is to explore my own country. Road tripping in America, with its varied topography and local nuances, is a gift I admit I had overlooked as I sought international adventure.

Always remembered, never forgotten. The Freedom Tower in NYC.

Always remembered, never forgotten. The Freedom Tower in NYC.

Sharing a precious moment at the Monet Gallery in Manhattan.

Sharing a precious moment at the Monet Gallery in Manhattan.

From my home base in Washington, D.C., I recently packed up my car (and masks) and ventured to Wolfeboro, New Hampshire; Banner Elk, North Carolina; and Manhattan in New York City.  It should have been no surprise to me that the moments I seek in faraway places are also just a car ride away. Spontaneous hugs among family members, exciting juxtapositions of old and new, and heart-rendering acts of kindness abound as much close to home as they do on foreign terrain.

 
Giving thanks to essential workers. - Del Ray-Alexandria, VA.

Giving thanks to essential workers. - Del Ray-Alexandria, VA.

 

My artist's statement claims that through photography, I aim to capture "those moments that are fleeting, simple, and often missed." I encourage others to find those moments where they can, especially now. The pandemic will end, but I hope that through my new Compass Chronicles blog and Forte Fotos website, I contribute to keeping the sense of wonder and adventure alive. Because the world will need human connection more than ever, and the understanding that comes when you experience other cultures up close and personal. Here’s to a future filled with chance encounters.

 

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