As promised babes I'm serving the tea this fine afternoon lol 🙈 soooo the big news is that... I WAS ON TV! yes, for real! I got the chance to perform my original song "I'm a Survivor" on M2 Petőfi TV, here in Hungary and we also had an interview afterwards. I have put the link in my bio 👆🏽where you can reach my blog post and a behind the scenes video about the show.
I will make sure to get the TV clip of that night, translate it (because it is in Hungarian 😃) and share it on my YouTube channel so you may check it out 😍
So what do you think? 😵☁️ It is still unbelievable for me and I don't have words to express how grateful I am for this amazing opportunity 😭
So this account is going to change its direction a little. Even though I've been working a lot on my photography, I'm not (and don't intend to be) a professional photographer. I've been doing this to document life around me and with my girlfriend. From now on, this account is going to be shared with her. The change will be subtle, since we will keep on doing what we love and documenting it. Very shortly, the name of this account is going to change but I will personally manage it and read all the messages that come in. Hopefully we are still going to meet awesome people and intend to keep connecting with the amazing people we already met. Coming soon --> silly.heads
I know God created me,
Maybe from a mountain or a tree,
Carved me from the forest, formed me from the sea,
For only when I return to them, do I feel free. -Peter B (Me)
(This is a picture that I took of a hollowed out redwood tree. I'm looking up. Today's thoughts will be in the form of my poetry.)
There is a point. I may not see it or comprehend it but there is a point. In this complex orchestra of dissaray my mind begs for certain things to stay, but instead they float away. The pain comes through the pen onto paper and the ink bleeds as though the pen is a knife on my heart. But remember, paper is but one form, and where it can seem weak and forlorn, it can also be a tree; standing tall and strong in a storm. Some trees decided to leave the orchard of my psyche. Friends depart, taking pieces of my heart. I hand them out, blood spilled on a sliver of a page in the form of a prayer. I give it to them hoping they'll be there, but the paper turns to ask; the writing disappears and so does their care. It's difficult to breathe when the air feels like a stranger. It's easy to blow away when my scraps are fed to the Windy host. But that's not who I am. I was carved from a mountain with my father's hand, cut from a tree, picked from the sand. And even if there isn't another star to join me in the sky, I know I'll still twinkle in His eye. Even if the body of me, is filed down to a utensil from a tree; There will still be a point. A purpose.
✖️Happy Monday, loves✖️ I'm here in NY for the next couple days, then heading back home for a full weekend of shoots! 💛 ALSO: don't forget to enter my current giveaway for your chance to win one of my new WANDER hoodies! I've been wearing mine a ton and have gotten SO many compliments on it- they are so gorgeous, cozy, and perfect for fall! Check out my previous post for how to enter! Giveaway closes Wednesday, so hurry!!
Du wirst nie enttäuscht, wenn du nie etwas erwartest
und bevor du etwas falsch machst dann mach mal lieber gar nichts,
irgendjemand sagt schon irgendwann mal irgendwas.
Ansonsten musst du halt zufrieden sein mit dem,
was du hast.
Hey remember me?! I disappeared for a while because I had my baby last week☺️ But I wanted to pop in and say I’m scheduling fall minis!! $200 for a 30min session. 4 people or less! Contact me and we’ll get you scheduled!!
When you do a maternity shoot and you have no idea that the man is going to propose but he shows you the box and winks, it makes you extremely nervous. I caught him with his eyes closed but still a first ever for me.