The last two weeks have flown by in a whirlwind of activities – between a wedding, a birthday and shooting at four different social events, I’ve had more on my plate than ever.
It may be physically exhausting, and while I learn to get accustomed to it, my body and mind adjusting to this new lifestyle and schedule, I’m loving every single moment of it.
I feel like I’m finally comfortable calling myself a photographer; and that my time and effort is at last paying off.
I’ve got a long way to go and it’s still a steep learning curve, but as I mentioned before, the more energy I dedicate to this new project, the more I receive in return.
In the past weekend, I’ve had the opportunity to capture precious moments – a mother kissing her daughter; the marriage between two dear friends; family members enjoying themselves in each other’s company; among many others.
During these moments, I’m reminded of why I picked up photography in the first place – to be able to tell stories and craft tales through the medium of light.
I’ve never felt so passionate about anything else (except writing), and as this amazing year comes to a close, I can feel in my bones that the next one is about to be even better.
I know that 2017 will bring new ventures and fresh ideas, and I’m ready for it. Bring it on.
In a couple of days I’ll turn 31, and as I look back on the past one year, my heart is filled with gratitude.
Gratitude for the love and friendship I’ve experienced; the doors that have opened so generously; and the never-ending proof of abundance in my life. If there’s only one thing that I’ve learnt this year, it would be to give what you love all you’ve got.
People say how you start something is how you’ll end it, and I can only say that the first year of this new decade on earth has been nothing short of incredible.
My skin tingles at the excitement of knowing that things can only get better; and I’m lifting up my hands, my heart open to the possibilities that surround me.
It’s almost summer here in Buenos Aires, and as the warm days finally make their way to center stage, it’s a beautiful time to be in Argentina.
The flowers are blooming everywhere; the streets are lined with purple-flowered trees; and there’s the promise of new things to come in the air.
Summer also means an abundance of stone fruits with sensual, ripe flesh bursting with sweetness.
Peaches, nectarines, and apricots overflow from crates at the farmers’ markets, and I can’t help but be drawn to them, intoxicated by their aromatic perfume that is synonymous with summer.
Each summer, I make a few different types of jams to preserve the season’s fruits.
This time, I settled on apricot jam, and brought a bag heavy with this summer fruit home.
Making jam is really much simpler than it seems.
Start off by slicing into the fruit and removing the large brown seeds; then dicing the flesh into small pieces.
Later, once all the fruit has been cut and deseeded, combine the apricots, sugar and lemon juice in a large pot and bring them to a boil, before reducing the heat to low and allowing the ingredients to simmer for the next 30 minutes.
This activity requires patience and attention, so make sure not to stray too far away from the pot. Stir the fruit occasionally to make sure it doens’t burn or stick to the bottom of the pot, and mash it gently until you get a thick, jam-like consistency.
Once the jam is ready, spoon it into sterilized glass jars and cover them immediately.
There you go! Wasn’t that easy?
- 4 cups diced apricots
- 1½ cups sugar
- 2 tablespoons lemon juice
- Combine diced apricots, sugar and lemon juice in a large pot and bring to a boil.
- Reduce heat to low and let ingredients simmer for the next 30 minutes, stirring occasionally and mashing the fruit as it cooks.
- Once the fruit reaches a thick jam-like consistency, switch off the heat and spoon the jam into sterilized glass jars and place the covers on immediately.