Tired Eyes

A photograph is a funny thing, capturing a moment and freezing it in time.  Great photography captures the moment in an artistic and interesting way, but despite the skill of the photographer, it simply cannot capture what was not there.

Admittedly, I've taken on a little too much lately, and I am looking forward to life slowing down a bit.  While I have loved learning and performing Oklahoma! and have actually made some great friends in the cast, I'm excited it will be over after only 6 more performances.  I am probably loving Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat even more, but the intense rehearsal schedule and the cross-valley drive to the Draper amphitheater is truly exhausting.

It's no wonder, then, that despite my biggest smiles, the pictures taken recently have betrayed me.  I look at myself, and all I see is tired eyes.  In the candid, everyday photos, this doesn't bother me one bit.  In fact, I like the accurate representation of those moments in which I truly was just tired.

But I am a bit disappointed in myself for not faking it a little better when we recently had our family pictures taken.  I was so excited about our clothes and the location (the Ogden Train Depot), and Jami Stensrud of Life in Moments Photography always does such a great job for us.  But it was a little cold, and the kids were uncooperative and grouchy, and... well, I can just see it in my eyes.

I always have this idea in my head of the perfect family picture being a picture that looks like we are the perfect family.  I guess this time around, I'll just have to be happy with a perfect picture of my imperfect (but boy do I sure love them all) family.

(I am really happy with all these updated headshots, though!)