If you know anything about me, you know that I love photography. I don’t like to call myself a photographer though because that implies that I actually know what I’m doing. Let’s be honest here – I don’t. I shoot for fun and sometime I capture a moment that I find inspiring or simply beautiful. Every once in a while, I get crazy and try and make some photo magic happen. Recently I wrote a blog about one of my favorite book series, The Chronicles of Narnia, by C.S. Lewis. After the writing was complete I decided I needed to do a photo shoot to come up with a feature photo to use on the blog.
So I did what all good artists do, (at least thats what I tell myself) I pulled inspiration from real life and convinced my 8 year old niece that she should be a part of this magical adventure into the Wardrobe. She happily agreed – on one condition. She got to take some pictures of me. Seemed like a fair trade.
A little bit of hair and make-up and we were off to capture the spirit of Narnia. Okay, maybe just the Wardrobe portion. Narnia will have to wait for another day.
You have to have the perfect shoes.
And that smile. She can be such a little monster but that smile has a way of making up for it.
And then there are those freckles.
Add a little bit of sparkle.
And lots of laughter.
A little dash of excitement.
One hardcore “wookie shirt” as she called it…
And eventually you find yourself stepping out of Narnia.
All of it happened so quickly. There’s a certain magic in these moments though. The kind of magic that will live on, beyond the days of youth and innocence, beyond Narnia.