I love my family. Period. The end. Ps this was last week’s socially distant trip to Denver to celebrate graduations, birthdays and all things LOUD. PPS I think the graduation parade needs to be an ongoing tradition. 🕶🍾🍎🤸🏼♀️
It’s summer ... i think. I mean it did just snow two days ago.... ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ It’s pretty fun to see white stuff on trees that isn’t snow. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Summer is the perfect time to learn photography.... the late light nights are pretty, the temperature outside is forgiving, there’s so much in bloom and we all just want to be outside. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Ready for some summer photowalk inspiration? Hit that link in my bio to download my free photo walk guide. And give me your favorite emoji in the comments if you're wanting to get creative and play with photography this summer.
This feels awkward in going back to regularly scheduled content. I’m not really a prescheduled kind of person, so while I hit the pause button last week to listen to, learn from and amplify Black voices, there was no plug and play option for me to resume whatever I was saying the week before. And I'm not even sure how to resume. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 3 months ago the collective consciousness (of my life) was centered around toilet paper, or a lack thereof. We were talking about Zoom happy hours, where to buy cute face masks, how to not go crazy staying at home. How to ensure our baby boomer parents were staying safe. Aside from the safety of my higher risk loved ones, the conversations seemed privileged and trivial even while I was having them, yet I still participated. Their importance not even in the same universe of what’s needed to be addressed right now. We all have these watershed moments in our lives. Those times when our perspective is forever changed. Last week was one of those for me. My work is all about teaching awareness. I teach awareness through the art of photography. How to see. How to notice. How to slow down. How to not rush through life and miss the beauty of the everyday. But my own awareness was quite myopic. I saw through the filter of just my own narrowed experience and biases. And now I’m actively taking a much wider perspective and alternative point of view. It’s been eye-opening and disorienting, but dismantling racism in our policies and in our persons wasn’t supposed to be easy. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ You probably won’t get a public play by play of the behind the scenes internal and external actions I’m taking on Instagram. I don’t have a fancy PR statement to send out. But I’ll be explicit in saying that I’m committed to inclusivity in both my life and in my business, and I’m more than happy to share what I’m learning about how to be actively antiracist with anyone who wants to reach out. I’m willing for this to be a messy and imperfect approach, and I will stay committed to justice. xoxo Lizzie
Last week I went for a photo walk while our dog was getting a haircut and took this photo. A right I clearly took for granted. Photo walking is a simple non threatening practice, as simple and non threatening as say ... bird watching. We all should have the right to go about our daily lives ... jogging, bird watching, sleeping, going to the store without the fear that one misstep or asking someone else to follow the law or our mere existence will cost us our lives. This seems pretty basic in 2020, yet it’s obviously not. You don’t need to hear about my outrage (oh it’s there). You do need me to do my work and take meanjngful actions towards righting these wrongs. @colorofchange has helpful resources for how to step up right now. I appreciate the work they’re doing to create and champion solutions that move us all forward (their great words) and wanted to share with you guys.
This is the pre-pandemic version of me, 😷the one who used to shower regularly who wasn’t reading the news obsessively, or googling cute summer masks, talking about antibodies, or wondering if I could hang out with friends outside of Zoom, yet. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Which is ironic because I found my passion for my current business, years ago, when I was also tired of the same old same old conversations I was having. In those days, I spent all of my time enriching my kids’ lives while conversely modeling that adulthood means forgetting all of that creative fun and just becoming a professional emailer and errand runner, instead. Adulting doesn’t look all that glamorous to an 8 year old. In fact, these days, when I’m deciding on whether or not to do an intriguing project, take a risk, live a bolder life, try something new, I usually ask myself if the 8 year old👶 or 80-year old version of me 🧓🏻 would approve. If the answer is yes, I go for it! ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I am Lizzie Larock and I’m a writer, a photographer and a positive-psychology based coach. I help people reconnect to their creativity no matter how long the hiatus has been. Don’t think you’re creative? Think again. Maybe you haven’t picked up a creative habit since 3rd grade, but creativity is our birth right. You’ve still got it, I promise. Might just be under that pile of laundry … or hand sanitizer. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I fell back in love with my own creativity 🎞 about 15 years ago after taking a huge hiatus to basically become a professional bill payer and errand runner. I had a huge job, many responsibilities and no time for creativity. And I was wrong. I’d love to meet you, too. Tell me who you are in the comments. If we already know each other, tell me something I might not know about you. Let’s talk about life, art or when your post lockdown hair appointment is 💇🏻♀️#coronaconversations. Ps if you want to meet your creative self, again, download my photo walk guide. Link is right there in my bio. ⬆️ ❤️📷❤️
A little sun flare rainbow for you ... I got this effect by shooting directly into the sunlight. The branches became silhouettes with the bright sun behind them and a Crazy pretend blue moon and faux rainbow showed up. I love how photo walks help me elevate the everyday. I notice more beauty. I stop to pay attention. I play with different perspectives. I appreciate the tiniest details. I delight in the ordinary. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ You can also call them awe walks. The practice of noticing reminds you that art is everywhere. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ iPhones make photo walks easy. I no longer have to lug 20 lbs of gear around. Creativity is always available. Because of how accessible iPhone photography is, photo walks have become a self care practice, for me, in recent years. This recent little sun flare rainbow night was no exception. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I know so many of us are walking more than we ever have, taking more time to just be outside and moving our bodies. What have you noticed on your walks you’ve never paid much attention to before? I’d love to hear. Ps if you want my free photo walk guide with 46 creative prompts, link is in my bio. 📷👣⬆️
I’m in awe of some amazing women I know who have had their businesses completely uprooted during this pandemic, yet they have been beyond resilient. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ They pivoted, they persevered and I know it wasn’t easy. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I am about to finish a 40 day yoga challenge with @outhereyoga and I’ve just been so impressed with @shannonlcrow and all of the teachers. I’m in awe of how incredible the online version of this amazing program has been. It’s been my sanity saver, my inspiration, my connection to an amazing community. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ And my daughter just finished her online dance recitals along with the most adorable socially distant, extremely cautious and sanitary red carpet, in person, mini recital and I applaud @fleischdancer and @hive108creative and @elevationdancestudio for putting on such an incredible set of online performances. We loved them! The grandparents loved them! We really had a fun week watching them all. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ And I want to also give a shout out to Hannah Hopkins of @mambo_italiano_steamboat . From day one of lockdown you pivoted and provided beautiful meals to us. A lovely little semblance of normalcy, and a whole lot of deliciousness. You are a badass business owner and chef and I know first hand what an incredibly tough business you are in. And thank you for nourishing all of us, from day one. We’ve loved our meals. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ These are not easy times to be in brick n mortar businesses and I give big props to these resilient women who got creative and figured this all out under serious duress. I literally have no excuses, now. Thank you all for inspiring me. 💪💃🏽🧘♂️🍝 #strongwomenrock #bloomwhereyouareplanted
My Mother’s Day gift arrived! A little late, but still adorable.... We don’t have a ton in bloom here, yet, snow practically just melted, but I’m loving the #photowalkwithlizzie flowers I’m seeing. This would be considered shooting 📷 from “bird’s eye view” 🦅of these flowers. I also encourage everyone to play with worm’s eye view (get down low and shoot from the perspective of a worm 🐛 Play around with interesting angles and use your curiosity... digital photography makes it so easy. In the dark (room) ages🎞, you had to be precious with film. With digital you’re so free to experiment. This new world order is just begging for us to look at situations from a variety of viewpoints. Don’t get stuck in seeing everything 🕶👀just through one lens (the fear lens). There are opportunities, too, but sometimes you’ve got to get creative and pick a new way of seeing...👓 Soooooo tell me where do you want get creative and choose a new perspective?🤩 ps link in my bio to download the free photo walk guide 👣📷
One of my favorite teachers, @panda.flows from @outhereyoga . I took this photo of Amanda over 3 years ago. She typed a haiku at my studio during an art show. We had a lovely chat about it, and I saved her haiku. I always loved this chance meeting with a creative stranger. We didn’t know each other. Fast forward 3 years and we met (sort of), again, at Crossfit. A few months later I decided to try Out Here Yoga and Amanda’s class was my first class at OHY. She looked so familiar and I couldn’t place her. It was driving me crazy. Finally we figured it was just a brief meeting at CrossFit at 6am. Then, in January I was searching through old photos for a work project and stumbled upon this photo. My haiku friend was Amanda! I had no idea. Her haiku is so meaningful to me. My first art show in my studio after a 14 year restaurant career I didn’t love, but felt very stuck in. So much more to say on this, but had to join in on the #40daysouthere challenge today and share this photo of one of my favorite teachers. I loved that first class with her at out here. I didn’t think I would and she amazed me. She is an incredible yogi, she’s the sweetest person and I love that on a recent zoom class, she showed me the haiku, hanging on her wall. This photo makes me so happy. thanks for the opportunity to share, OHY.
A little #Princepiration for tonight’s final Life Feast fete (+ a few other faves). #thelifefeast (online socially distant fete, of course 😷🍾🍴) #rockstaroracles btw, who is your favorite?
Pandemic reflections ... this is such a surreal experience. One day in March we were told to stay home. We emerge in May covered in masks and hand sanitizer. This has been weird, some days have been hard, yet there’s been so much sweetness. I love having girls day everyday with my teens. I love not having to fly out of bed in the morning to be anywhere. I love that I’m not driving to our over-scheduled life every afternoon. I love my colleagues’ naked two year old who zoom bombed our work meeting, yesterday. I love that newscasters are in blazers and shorts. I love how @nbcsnl has done entire shows from a bunch of different NY apartments. I loved seeing The Rolling Stones play a song over Zoom. I just love seeing the real side of every person I know and don’t know. And that time has slowed down a lot since March 13, as I was feeling like my time with twin teenagers was starting to go way tooooooo fast. This is a strange and beautiful apocalyptic experience, one that has me reflecting on what I really do want to take into my new normal. What about you? Share the sweetness with me.... 🙏❤️ ps if you’re photo walking with me, an indoor window reflection photo is especially apropos given lockdown. I also love the photo walk prompt of taking a photo through a window of raindrops, so here’s your inspiration for giving those ideas a try. And if you aren’t photo walking with me, yet, download the guide, it’s free and in my bio link. 📷
The socially distant birthday parade. I’ve been to several, now. The creativity of these families never ceases to amaze me. This birthday crew asked the fire department to drive by the house to the delight of newly minted 5 year old twins. Bikes, balloons, streamers, chalk art filled the street. Cars honked and waved and cheered. The week before, I cried singing from the car to my friend’s 16 year old daughter in a blizzard. Sweet sixteen in quarantine. But these humans in my community amaze me. I’ve seen 50th birthday parades that include lip syncing and dance parties. Everyone following the rules, but finding ways to celebrate those born in April. I wanted to put this photo in my feed (lack of pedicure et al), to remember these moments. There’s so much sweetness amidst the apocalypse, don’t you think? ;).