Busy – Busy – Busy ME …..

I have been very busy these past few weeks. 
 
I know I have missed some updates on this blog and I haven’t done a lot of work on the website, I need to get on that!  
 
I have been busy baby sitting my new grand daughter, going to some doctor appointments, entering photography contests (and yes have won a few I will be posting those shortly), and I also have started a new magazine “Sweet Sexy Curves”.   I will also be posting about that.  This post is about being BUSY and how to stay organizes (which I am not LOL).
 
Thanks to a person I follow and admire greatly I found a new web site I am following and hope to join that will help me become for organized:  http://springsled.com/?ref=fWPvqGOg
 
Come check it out – join – and get more organized yourself! 
 
Check me out as I will be posting more about those art contests and about the magazine!
 
 BTW:  We are looking for editorial writers to write articles on BBW and BHM subjects for the new magazine to get in at ground level.   If your interested please contact me at trinityhawkphoto@hotmail.com
 
Blessings!

New Senior Portrait Guide

I have produced a 2015 Senior Portrait Guide you can read it, download it, or print it by clicking the link with in this sentence or by copy and pasting the url below.

Other Photography guides and Guides to my products and art will be up and available soon, please check back often.  If you have any questions or comments, let me know.

 

Blessings,

T

Check out this blog – Shooting Details to Telling a Visual Story

Shooting Details to Tell a Visual Story from the blog Digital Photography School » Photography Tips and Tutorials
http://www.bloglovin.com/blog/post/1062012/3288030913

 

This blog was posted and written by: Dylan Goldby then posted to Bloglovin.com

Michael Phillip Cash Give Away



Have you ever watched those home shows where they have bought a dilapidated house and turned it into a show piece? It is certainly fascinating to watch. However, what if one of those houses has former ghost inhabitants that just do not want to leave? 




Author Michael Phillip Cash’s newest book, The Flip is all about a house flip going terribly wrong.


“Julie and Brad Evans are house flippers. They buy low, clean out the old occupants junk, and try to make a profit. Enter Hemmings House on Bedlam Street in scenic Cold Spring Harbor, Long Island. Too good a deal to pass up, but with an ominous secret. The old Victorian Mansion has dwellers that do not want to be dispossessed. As the house reveals it’s past, will the couples marriage survive The Flip?”
I read this book already and I can tell you myself that it is a fantastic book that will keep you at the edge of your set. This isn’t my normal genre but I love house flipping shows, and I have read a couple of Michael Phillip Cash’s other books, so I decided to give it a try and I am really glad I did! I couldn’t book this book down. Every time I thought I had the story line figured out I was wrong. Even at the end there was a twist that caught me by surprise!


Just in time for Memorial Day weekend and looking toward the Summer,  Michael Phillip Cash wants to introduce The Flip to the world at large. The author is generously giving a great and fun prize pack that will set the winner up right for Summer fun in the sun.


One winner will receive all of the following:

*A copy of his book, The Flip

*A screen printed beach towel
*A bottle of sunscreen
*A tote to hold it all
*$100 Paypal cash




Would you like to win this great prize? All you have to do is enter in the Rafflecopter below. Good luck!


Where you can find Michael Phillip Cash:




Amazon
Facebook
Goodreads


Rules and disclosure:
This giveaway has been arranged and promoted by Away We Go MediaYOUR BLOG HERE was asked to promote this great giveaway on behalf of Michael Phillip Cash. No monetary compensation was given or received for this promotion.


There will be one winner for this giveaway picked at random by Rafflecopter.org. Winner must be at least 18 years of age to enter and have a Paypal account. 
Winner must respond with full mailing address and Paypal account information within 48 hours of an email sent or forfeit prize.


The giveaway will be from May 25, 2014 at 12 AM MST-June 9, 2014 12 AM MST
The giveaway is open to U.S. only.


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Reflections of Life and Death:

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Reflections of Life and Death:

I write a journal daily and this blog is going to focus on one of my entries. I wrote about reflections. Not like the reflection in a shiny surface, but the kind we have when we look back at the past. In particular my reflections have been on death and birth recently. Why this subject have I been concentrating this subject of late? Will for a few reasons but the main ones are, one of my daughters is about to have a baby in July, the other one lost a baby about a year ago, and I just had a very bad health scare about a week ago. All this has me thinking of all my beloved, and not so beloved family members who have passed before me, back at each of the funerals I have been to and my own reaction to each.

I read a book in collage that spoke of “The Reflection of Death” mentions how with practice we must change our mind-set on death. Looking back I realize when my interest in death and what happens after death began. I also realized how different my reactions have been each time. Part of this difference was due to age, but I truly believe part of the difference has to do with my own journey and studies into religion and spirituality.

At the first funeral I attended was my sister’s funeral. My sister died, she was 14 years old and I was 13, and I remember hearing they found her dead in a pasture after being missing for several days. I never really had chance then to grieve her death because when ever I would start to cry my step-brother would tell me to pull it together that my parents needed me to be strong for them. So, I had plenty of time to sit down by the creek or taking long walks hisbloodspeltforyouand thinking about death and what happens after death with out grief getting in the way.

The day of the funeral I was told the casket was to remain closed, but when I stood up to walk towards the back of the room someone opened the casket and I freaked out. I started running away from the casket and screaming. I really didn’t know why I was running away and screaming, I just knew that I didn’t want to see my sister dead, even though I had been taught growing up that when one dies they leave the body behind like a snake leaving their skin. At that moment when I ran from my sister’s funeral is when I decided to study what different religions believe about death.

Reflecting back upon this reaction now, I think my reaction was in part due in part not being allowed to grieve but also due to three other factors.

  • The fact that I was only 14 and she was15, we were Irish twins and pretty darn close not only in age.
  • She had been murdered and by the time they had her funeral they had not caught the person who did it and there was whispers that that person might be at the funeral. Imagine what that does to a 14 year old imagination, who already has a very vivid imagination.
  • I was scared of death because I didn’t understand it, spirituality, or faith. So, I reacted to at her funeral with fear, instead of grief and mourning.

By the time I attended the next funeral which was 20 years later I had studied many different religions and what their thoughts were on death. The Baptist believes that you die and either goes to heaven or hell, depending on how you lived your life. In Catholicism they believe something very similar, except that you can get into heaven even if you lived a horrible life just by asking for forgiveness at the moment of your death. Then there is the Jehovah Witness who believes that when you die, your body is buried and nothing more happens.

I had not spoken to my father for over 15 years due to a misunderstanding and had just spent two years previously discussing life with him. While getting to know my father, all over again, he told me about my ancestry. He also said; “Your mother and I taught you to be your own person. You need to start traveling the path that is your destiny. Start really living life, instead of dying within the life you are pretending to have”.

When I received the call that my father had died, I couldn’t stop crying. I did everything I could to be at his funeral, including borrowing money. The day of his viewing I cried almost constant, then literally fill apart as they closed his casket. I fill apart to the point of having to be carried out of the funeral home and put into his wife’s truck. After the grave side service I stayed behind to grieve and to say goodbye to him and to my sister again, who gravestone was right next to my father‘s new grave. In a blink of an eye my grieving switched to rage. I started yelling

at my sister telling her she had won again. Once again she had dad with her and I was left without a father. After screaming at my sister’s gravestone for about 30 minutes and exhausting myself. I laid there on the ground between my sister and father’s graves crying and feeling so lost. I realized I wasn’t really angry AT my sister, I grieving for both of them. I was grieving for my father’s passing, for the loss of the previous 15 years I would never get back, and I was finally grieving my sister’s death.

As I said above was grieving, but I also was angry not at my sister, but because I had lost my sister 20 years previously, had not been allowed to grieve for her at the time, I had lost out on knowing my father because of a stupid misunderstanding, and because I had just lost my father after having a chance to get to know him from an adults point of view. But also because I was realizing my life as I had known it was changing, my marriage to my ex, for eight years was dying.

Yes, I was grieving the loss of many things in my life but not out of totally selfish reasons. I realized at this moment what my belief was about life and death. I believed that only their bodies laid here at these gravestones. Their spirits were free to start again and I would be seeing them in another form sometime in the future. After all our souls were connected and will remain so for all eternity. I know this because I could feel both of them as I lay there. I knew they were there watching over me, soothing me, loving me.

I went back to New York and ended my eight years of marriage and started a journey that leads me to where I am today. I also continued my studies in life and death, in religions, and other studies. Because I was more sure then ever of what my beliefs were, I knew I could make it though the rough points, after all I had my faith, and my father’s words to help me make it through.

Then in May of 2005 we received call that my brother had died in a car accident. I held my mom while she cried, I cried when I heard my older sister scream “Oh My God, not my brother”, but I didn’t cry for my brother. I spent time alone thinking about why I wasn’t crying. I reasoned that it was because we hadn’t been close, physically or emotionally for a very long time.

Yet, at his funeral I became aware that, the fact that we were not close, and had our differences, was only part of the reason I didn’t cry. The other half of the reason was I knew it was his time. I also knew that we would meet again at another time or on another plain when the time was right. He was just closing the door to his old life, and the shell he used during this life which was ravaged with alcoholism, drugs, anger, and bitterness was buried and now he was free of these problems and free to start his new life. Death is only an illusion in which we close one door and open another to a new beginning.

The last deaths I have fast so far in my life, and hopefully the last ones I will have to face before it is my time, other then my sweet grand babies were my mother’s and sister’s death which were with-in a month of each other. My mother was my best friend and greatest mentor, she died in April of 2010 of Lung Cancer which spread to her heart holyvirginraqueland brain. I took care of her and watched her weather away. It was hard for me, but not as hard if I had not had my faith I clung too. The day she passed I sat by her side that whole day and night until she took her last breath. I was the only child out of 4, who was able to be there. Two had already passed before her and my sister had her own handful with a husband who had cancer. I took care of the house we had to close down, the funeral arrangements etc. I did not have time to grieve or feel any type of emotions except to think about the days before that I had spent with her. I went over those days as I went through her things at the house. We held a give away and had her friends come and take a memorial piece they wanted to keep in memory of mom, we donated to the blind association etc. I didn’t even cry when we scattered part of her ashes at the base of a tree in her favorite park over looking Lake Erie, per her request. I did however allow myself sometime to cry and grieve on the train back to NYC, where I was living at the time. I reflect on this now and again I believe the lack of tears and what seems like the lack of grief was my knowing my mom was not in that shell any longer, she was not racked with pain, she was free to see her other children, to visit the man she loved, and to to start what other life was waiting for her. The as I said my sister died a month later by car accident. Again tears did not come, only the feeling of loss.

This does not mean I do not grieve or fear death for others in my life, such as, my wife, my daughter, and the new grandchild on the way. My fear is not of the Illusion of death, but pure selfishness on my part. I do not feel my time with them is through, that we have many things still to do in this life to do together. I was told once that the day you are born is the day you begin to die. I truly believe this is wrong, for in my studies and my own life I have come to the conclusion that the day you are born is the day you begin to live, until you die then you are born again into another life in which you begin again until you reach the ultimate enlightenment. Then you become an enlightened being who watches over others not only in life but in death.

Happy Holidays and Blessed New Year

Happy Holidays and Blessed New Year

Dear Readers;

May you have a Happy Holiday Season and a Very Blessed New Year!

The season of love and giving is here & I want to wish each of you a happy and healthy holiday season from my family to yours. I also want to take this time to say thank you for reading my blog(s). My holidays are filled with that much more happiness because of each of you. I have truly enjoyed writing each blog and hearing back from each of you through out the year.

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Artist Helping Artist Network

Artist Helping Artist Network

Artist Helping Artist Network

I have started a new group on FB “Artist Helping Artist Network”, I hope this group takes off and There is a lot of communicating between artist from all over, Here in Buffalo and Western NY but also other states and even countries.  Talking about how they market their artwork, how they work together with in their own communities etc.  I truly believe that Artist with in a Community need to work together to help the Artist Community grow because if they don’t that Community won’t grow it will stagnate and die. There will be to much in fighting and cliques being built “East side” vs “West side”, “Contemporary” vs “Photography”  vs “Realism” etc., and then again we have those who say if don’t have formal training you can’t possibly be an artist.  What ever happen to apprenticeships or born in talent?  With all these cliques and inner fighting the Art Community will die out,  I have seen it happen and it is a very sad thing to watch.  Because Art is really the center point to many economies  and to many education plans.

Art can bring tourist into a town/city, it gets children and teens off streets and give them something to do on the days they don’t have school. Art has saved lives, healed those who are sick, mentally and physically.  I have always said “Art is the Music to my Soul”!   If I get down or feeling like I am losing control of my life, I shut myself into a room and lose myself into an art piece, my art works what ever is bothering me out onto that canvas and I come out feeling refreshed and all ready to face what ever is stressing me out.  Or I can take my camera and just go off into solitary walk and just lose myself into taking pictures of what ever hits me at the moment.  I meditate as I take those pictures, losing myself into the moment.   Again, I return refreshed and ready to return to what ever it is I need to face.

I know others who do the same thing but with music, beading, wood working, dancing, writing, etc.  What is it that can cause you to go into the “moment of focus” and then feel totally ready to face a problem?

If you are on FB and interested in joining my new group Artist Helping Artist Network please go here: https://www.facebook.com/groups/491008764300955/

Just a side note* This group is not just for artist, it is for anyone in the art community – Artist, Art Dealers, Art Gallery Directors, Owners, Curators etc, Art Collectors, Those looking to Sponsor Artist – Etc

What are your thoughts on Art Communities in your area?

Exciting Things In the Works!!

ajourneysunexpectedpathExciting Things In the Works!!

Will it has made it through the editing process and now I just have to work a few details out with the publishing company Treering.com, then it is ready to be bought and published!

What you ask? My book of course I will be officially a published writer! “A Journey’s Unexpected Path” is being a photographic and poetic telling of my journey though life from my birth; to being misdiagnosed as a female at birth; realizing this misdiagnosis and taking steps to follow the path that I was meant for me to live, no matter how many bumps, trips, or bruises there have been along the way. I have also have had a lot of smiles, enlightened moments, and golden ring moments with in my life.

Each book will be $20.00 to be purchased, for full page, full color photographs with accompanying poems on each page to guide you through my life’s path to where I am today.

I will be back

Hello One and all!  I hope each of you are having a Valentine’s day that is filled with much laughter, love, and calmness. 

Myself?  Will love yes – laughter perhaps later today – as for calmness not really!  I have spent the last two days and will spend today helping my sister,  who happens to be my best friend, to pack up her house, visit doctor, and prepare to deploy over seas in just a few days to defend our country!  

I also was working on commissions yesterday in my studio, and our internet is STILL OUT and has been for about a month.  The service IT tech can’t find the problem.

On top of all this I have been working on redecorating our apartment for my Wife’s Valentine’s gift, in my “spare time” (spare time,  what is that?) Lol.

So, yeah – please forgive me for being behind on my post.  I am sitting for 10 mins waiting to see a doctor so taking that time to post to you my followers and let you know.  I haven’t disappeared – and I WILL RETURN!

Until then, safe surfing, happy marketing, and many blessing!

Trinton “TrinityHawk” Garrett