"Life is a dance, a song, a symphony, a choir . . . and what will you contribute? A timid coward’s music? Or something heartfelt, passionate, and full of energy and power?"
- Snow White
Amy is such dear, dear soul. She's that tanned skinned, hazel eyed, stunning brunette that makes more than one head turn. She's a photographer (go check out her website - her work is pretty incredible), a tea drinker, a fellow chocoholic, a great laugher, and a darling chum.
I met Amy this past summer when we both attended Jessica Shae's photography internship in June. I had known her younger sister through dance when I was 9, but never knew Amy till the internship. Amy and I, along with two other friends, all shared the same room at the workshop. Sometimes, when met with new people and new experiences I tend to worry about relating with others. What if we don't 'click?' What if she doesn't like me? What if I don't like her? No more than 10 minutes after meeting Amy I knew I'd been entirely wrong. What in heavens name was I worried about? Amy was a blast. She was bright and energetic, eager to get to know you, hilarious and quirky, but also passionate and sincere. And she made you want to pursue dreams with real spirit and fervor. By the end of 4 days with Amy, with all of the girls, I knew we were much more than just friends. We were sisters, we were 'best buds.' Since the internship, the "Shaeterns" have had a quite few reunions: in July, in November. And at each one we've all drawn closer and closer together.
These are from one of those reunions. It's one of the things I love about this thing I + a million others do - photography. It makes strangers best friends. Because they share a love for beauty, for telling good stories, and for making life count each and every day.
Here's looking at you, Kid. Your eyes get me every time.