I was born with music inside me. Music was one of my parts. Like my ribs, my kidneys, my liver, my heart. Like my blood. It was a force already within me when I arrived on the scene. It was a necessity for me – like food or water. Ray Charles
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Jumping right in where I left off yesterday.
So I should be jumping for joy, filled with joy. But I am not. I am now 130 lbs lighter than I was, taking pictures, business going well. Then 2010 rolls in….and the economy tanks. By October of that year we are hemorrhaging money in trying to keep the place going, business is way down and I go and get a part time job to help with at least my expenses as the kennel and the horse boarding is trickling money in. At the same time we decide enough is enough and put the place up for sale. We get some interest but it is a specialty place and not many are interested in 45 acres + kennel + horse boarding + a cottage for rent. So in March of 2011 it is sold at auction for less than what we even paid for it. HUGE loss in so many ways. I walk away with my dogs, my horses and the least amount of things I can keep…and even then it fills two 10×10 storage units.
We move into a smaller rental home and a really small lot for Nan and Misty. Eliminate more of the stuff in the storage sheds and get down to one…I am still feeling aimless, restless, no clear direction for anything in my life. We only had this place for 6 months. Next move was into an even smaller place though the lot was roughly the same size for the girls and I am down to just three dogs at this point. At this house I lose Shane to blindness and cancer. So all I have left is Ridge and Dawn, my borzoi..talk about some serious pruning going on. The last of the stuff from the rented storage shed is gone and all that is left of my former life is an outside shed and what I have in the house.
In December of 2012, then president of a local art league convinces me to enter the local art show. I do BUT I ask God at the same time, if this is the path you want me to follow I need a sign. So begins 2013, the year of transformation for me and I begin to learn how to pay attention to the inner guidance and the Universe’s guidance to my goal, passion in life.
January- I win first and second prize in the member art show I enter. I take that as the SIGN…
February- I get an assignment to shoot the ARTS section of the local magazine and meet the local belly dancers and it is instant love between us all. I meet several other artists in various disciplines and one of them, along with his wife become a dear friend.
March-October- I do a one man show at a local Village Cafe/Art Gallery. It moves next door to a Wine Bar. Wylde Woman Art Show is conceived and then created. I also go through with the separation from my husband and begin the hard interior inner work that is long overdue. AND I enter a contest I found online…the one for media passes being given away for each show…problem is when I entered, well I promptly forgot about it until….the day I got fired from a PT job I really needed to survive and after not really panicking, I get to second job and there in my email is the email letting me know that I had won…and it all changed from there. The musician….JOSH GROBAN.
I researched lens, how to photograph at concerts, talked to a couple of fellow photographers who had done concerts and in general was just STOKED about the opportunity. Ya see for me, it was never even about the possibility of meeting you, that was never there for me, IT WAS however about the music and the idea of capturing it in image that had me excited. Seeing and feeling the energy of the concert, potential imagery, not being in control of the lighting, having to think about everything in a moment AND do it all in three songs (roughly 12 minutes) NOW THAT had me excited…
That night is still clear as a bell, the whole night. The light bulb going off at the concert about music and writing and creating and imagery and it still to this day fills me. I knew in an instant I had found my calling AND at the time that I conceived the idea of the theme/tour/band books…I wanted to reach out and do this book for you, really at the time as a thank you for being the messenger. I know it may seem ridiculous BUT it was an idea I just could not shake…
I also knew that in order to have a fighting chance in hell of getting through, I was going to have to have faith, and a DAMN good business proposal as well as experience. So how to gain that in whatever time I had before your next album.
I literally started the next day researching the idea of the books first. I found no one who had even come close to what I had envisioned. Even the Michael Buble’ book was not what I had in mind….though it was a really interesting read. The “tour books” I did find were cheap and unattractive and were not what I was interested in doing. I also began to research you. I started with my music library and found two albums. I had your Debut Album and then Closer. So I went and bought the rest of the albums…at this point that would have stopped with All that Echoes. I also went on the hunt for the Deluxe editions and all the singles…so I literally had your whole collection. I was analyzing your voice growth and getting a feel for you as a singer, musician….what is interesting is that I had not decided exactly what I was going to do I was flailing trying to pin down the elusive idea…..
and I have got to stop for the day…work and I am getting my motorcycle license this weekend…so stoked about that