Friday, December 31, 2010

keepin' it real

It's New Years eve, the time of year to reflect on the past twelve months.

I have been enjoying reading other people's blogs lately-- posts about gratitude and personal accomplishments from 2010. I have been wanting to write something myself but have been struggling to come up with what to say.

I do a lot of battle with the very opinionated voices in my head-- the voices that tell me how I "should" be. That I should keep this blog positive, light, professional. That I should be upbeat.
But here's the deal-- none of that would be a truthful account of my 2010. And while there are a ton of people out there that would say it's wrong to involve one's personal life on their blog, I have to say that I disagree. Being authentic is never a mistake.

While there have been some incredible adventures and opportunities over the past year, it hasn't been easy. In fact, it's been one hell of a year.

My husband and I hit our seventh year of marriage and our twelfth year of being together.
Like every single married couple does at one time or another, we hit a hard patch in our relationship-- a long, grueling, we-don't-know-if-we-can-make-it-through-this-and-actually-stay-together patch.
A 12+ month period of questioning absolutely everything, of looking at the foundation on which we built our relationship over a decade ago, and wondering if it was best to simply cut our losses and part ways. A period of sorting through old hurts and insecurities, of arguing, crying, yelling, and trudging through our lives exhausted, emotionally spent, and broken hearted.

Over Thanksgiving in Myrtle Beach, Joe and I spent an evening catching up with my cousin and his wife. The question inevitably came up- how were we doing? Joe and I looked at each other, paused, and then told them. The truth. We weren't that great, we were struggling, we didn't know if we were going to stay together.

It was so liberating to talk, as a couple, to people we loved and trusted and be able to put aside all the formalities and small talk and just be real.
Of course, we both had individually confided in close friends over the past year, but we had never sat together in a social setting and simply laid out the truth of what was going on in our relationship. And once we had, I wondered why we hadn't been doing that the whole time. I mean, when you get married, you gather the people you love around you and ask them to support you in your relationship. So why weren't we gathering them close now? Why weren't we asking them for support?
I don't think I have ever thought about that aspect of our wedding ceremony as much as I have in the past couple months. I don't know that I ever stopped and thought about what that meant.
But now I get it. The people who you call your close friends and family, they are the ones that are there to support you as a couple, to play devil's advocate when you are complaining about your spouse, to challenge you when you want to give up, to hold your hand when you cry. They are not there to judge or take sides, (although some may do both, as we discovered, and those people are not helpful or healthy to you or your relationship.) Your real friends understand that there are always two sides to a story, and that it takes two people to make or break a marriage-- always, without exception.

I wish I could say that everything is perfect now. That it's all fixed and we are back to normal. But this is real life, not a romantic comedy. We are pretty battered, still somewhat unsure, still unclear about what the future holds.
I will say, though, that something massive has shifted between us. That there is a new closeness, a new trust, a new tenderness and softness that wasn't there before. We are laughing together again. I am seeing things in my husband that make me remember why I married him-- his compassion, his ability to make every single person feel special, his kindness, his flexibility, his integrity and work ethic, his beauty. I am falling in love with him again.

When I think of 2010, I am reminded of something an officiant said at one of the hundreds of weddings I photographed: When your marriage is strong, you can handle anything that life throws at you. When your marriage is struggling, the smallest tasks become nearly impossible.

I have thought about that officiant's words all year long because he could not have been more accurate. 2010 was full of so many amazing experiences and I have worked hard to stay in a place of gratitude about all of them. But coloring all of those experiences is the struggle between me and Joe. The pain and uncertainty of the "us", is what stands out from this year, above all else.

So, what about 2011?

Well, to talk about the impending year, I should probably mention how I have been spending the end of this one.

For the last 12 days, I have been scouring every inch of our home and filling bag after bag with things to donate. I have brought enough stuff to Goodwill to fill a small apartment-- furniture, clothes, darkroom supplies, exercise equipment, and more. I have cleaned out every cabinet and have made a massive donation to the food bank. I've emptied and scrubbed every junk drawer and over-filled closet, every corner of our home where the things we don't want to look at get shoved into and hidden. I have made a point to look-- actually LOOK-- at all the stuff I have been hauling around with me with the past 10 or 15 years, through multiple moves and addresses, and ask myself why they are still in my life. I have forgiven myself and passed on all of the gifts people have given me but that I didn't really need. I have sorted through all the things I own and I have given away everything except for what I truly love and use on a regular basis.

And the other day it hit me hard how timely and appropriate all this "purging" has been. How divinely connected it is to the simultaneous shift in my marriage.
Because, ultimately, the questions I have been asking myself are, "Why am I hanging on to all of these things that no longer serve me or the life I am living now?" "Why do I continue to cling to all of this 'stuff', even though it gathers dust and takes up space that could be used for something else?"

So, as for 2011, I am not making any lists or pronouncements about how it's going to be the best year yet. Instead, I am surrendering. I am letting go of what no longer serves me. I am trusting. I am showing up and seeing what happens. I am trying as much as my impatient Aries self will allow to stay present and live in the moment. I am believing that, no matter what comes my way, I will be okay. More than okay, in fact. I will be great.

Happy New Year.


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Friday, December 17, 2010

the biggest and best farm to table workshop EVER

Folks, this is a big one.

Lately, there have been a number of people inquiring about my next Farm to Table workshop. I have big plans in 2011 and part of those plans involve taking this workshop to other cities. More on that later.
In Washington, however, I have just nailed down the details for a dream farm workshop and I am here to tell you all about it.

Quillisascut is a fully sustainable goat farm in Northeastern Washington. Not only have they been making and selling aged raw milk cheese since 1987, but they have also been educating the public about growing their own food and living off the land for over a decade. A number of chefs that I love and respect, (like Becky Selengut and Danielle Custer, to name a couple) have attended Quillisascut's Farm Culinary 101 workshop, where culinary professionals live and work on the farm for a week and become more acquainted with the true meaning of "farm to table." Personally, I have been dying to take their Sense of Place workshop for the past few years, and just haven't had the opportunity.

So, as you may imagine, I am pretty darn excited to announce that on June 9-12, 2011, I will be holding a 3-day Farm to Table photography workshop at Quillisascut.

This is a hands-on workshop. Over the course of 3 days, students will milk goats, work in the garden, make cheese, and harvest and prepare a meal made from food produced on the farm. We will talk about how to tell a story through photographs, and students will photographically document a typical "day in the life" of a working farm as well as learn about natural light food photography. There will also be plenty of discussion about f stops and shutter speeds, composition, light, and all that other technical mumbo jumbo. We will critique each other's work and talk about what makes a strong photograph. Because we will all be staying in the same house for 3 nights, there will be lots of time for one-on-one chats.
It should be a blast. Think of it as one big slumber party...where you wake up early to milk a goat. :)

Tuition is $895 and includes accommodations at the farm (rooms are shared), all meals, and all course instruction. Transportation to Quillisascut is not included and is about a 5 hour drive from Seattle OR a 2 hour drive from the Spokane airport if you are flying in from out of town. Carpools can be arranged, if necessary.

Tuition must be pre-paid and reserves your spot in class. If you want to register, email me at clare at clarebarboza dot com.

NOTE: THE LAST DAY TO REGISTER IS MAY 29th.

Just for a little inspiration, I thought I'd share some of the farm photos I have taken over the past year.



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Tuesday, December 7, 2010

food photography workshop

FYI....

On January 15th, I will be teaching a food photography workshop!

Whether you are a food blogger or just a person who enjoys snapping pictures of their meals, this class will show you how to take beautifully appetizing food photographs. We'll talk about depth of field, available light, reflectors, choosing props, photo composition, styling, and more. Workshops are 5-6 hours and are held in my studio in the SoDo district of Seattle.

10am - approximately 3pm
$250 per person
Class size limited to 7

Interested in registering? Email me at clare at clarebarboza dot com.

UPDATE: The January 15th class is full.
I have added 2 more dates- JANUARY 26th and JANUARY 29th that still have room.

Email for availability!

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Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Monday, November 22, 2010

hula hoops and hairdos

I am in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina right now for our annual Thanksgiving gathering. For one week a year, my very large extended family gets together at the coast for a lot of eating, drinking, deep-talking, game playing, beach walking and other general debauchery.

This week means a lot of different things to me but one of the very best parts is that I get to see my brother and his wife and daughter.
My little niece, Thea, is my favorite girl in all the world, (and I tell her that as much as possible.)

Thea and I have a special bond. I was at her birth and watched as she emerged into the world, loud and fiery, determined to make her voice heard. She is a force of nature-- opinionated, passionate, funny, smart, insightful, creative, and larger than life. She is a kindred spirit and I adore her.

At 5 years old, (actually, 5 years and 11 months, thankyouverymuch), Thea has become quite a hula hooper. We spent a good chunk of the day together yesterday- hooping, (well, Thea was hooping, I was trying to hoop and failing), running around the beach, playing hide and seek, and making faces at one another. And then Thea decided to do my hair, which I think was quite lovely. I taught her how to hold my camera and take a photo so you could all see her handiwork.


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