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The Ocean and The Lake | Personal

I often feel a bit crazy. Almost out of my mind. I feel my head constantly buzzing with new ideas, new theories, new connections and new inspirations. It’s almost as if the world and all its people and emotion are too stimulating. Sometimes I feel if I don’t get all of these ideas and concepts out of my head I may somehow implode. Any creative will know exactly what I mean. It’s kind of a maddening way to exist in one way and in another way, it is the most beautiful and magical way to exist.

While I was in art school many moons ago, I had an instructor who said to me: “Do you know what your problem is?” Dumbfounded I sighed,”No, what’s my problem?” He continued, “Your problem is that you have marvelous ideas spinning around in your head but you cannot seem to execute them properly.” He was right. Recently, I was telling my life/business coach this story and she said: “Olivia, you need to find balance. Within you is an ocean and a lake.” This visual made so much sense to me. I am half ocean and half lake.

My ocean is all of my ideas bubbling and spraying. It is all of my inspiration crashing against the shore. It is a churning. A tide coming in and going out, constantly in motion. This ocean represents all that is new and exciting.

My lake is all of my ideas settling into the water. It is all of my inspiration soaking in the depths. It is a calmness. A reflection of what is, perfectly still. This lake represents all that is true and steady.

In this exercise I have realized, I spend a bit too much time in the ocean and need to make more time to get to the lake. Both are important, both have their place….the ocean and the lake.


Dan and Jess | Wedding

First off, can you get over Jess’s sequin reception dress?! The whole time getting ready was going on I kept thinking of dance classes as a little girl. My instructor would always have beautiful gowns and dresses hung on hooks. All of us would stand in front of that wall before class in awe, trying to take in all that beauty before we were asked to go to the bar and stretch. I stood in front of Jess’s dresses with that same feeling. Dan and Jess’s wedding day couldn’t have been more beautiful and relaxed. I adore visiting and working in Pennsylvania whenever I can so when Jess asked if I’d come to Limerick to shoot their wedding, of course I was thrilled! Thank you to my baby sister for coming along and helping me share in the magic!



London | Travel

In May, while helping to shoot a wedding in Scotland, I decided to extend my trip and visit my dear friend in London and then finish up in Ireland. It was quite the whirlwind adventure but it was also very eye opening! It sparked something in me that had been silenced since my early 20′s. This hunger and yearning to travel and see the world has returned to me. Not just a yearning for a weeks vacation…no something much deeper. I dream of total cultural immersion. As a young woman I studied in Italy and then moved to Hungary which completely changed my life! It’s as if you are looking at the world with childlike wonder. Seeing things for the first time. Waking up each day with a real innocence. It’s calling to me again… in a small, repetitive whisper as dreams do.



Jorge and Sarah | Engagement

These two. So much love here. As I was editing these photos I was smiling when they smiled, as if they could both see me.

There may not be enough words to say how sweet and gentle they are with each other. It’s a beautiful thing to witness.

” There are all types of love in this world but never the same love twice.” ~F. Scott Fitzgerald


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Jenn Jump - AMAZING & Wonderful pictures!!

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Loretto Lacayo - Beautiful! What an amazing journey you have started! Many blessings ????

Andrew and Jennifer | Wedding

The year was 2000, a time in my life that was rocked with change. When life gets like that, if I can, I cozy away into the woods of Pennsylvania. Those forests remind me to breathe and walk slower. In comes Jen, a high spirited Scottish girl who would be my tent mate for much of the summer as we taught young girls all about camping, hiking and friendship. I knew instantly we would be dear friends but never until one afternoon would I look at her much more like a sister. We had decided to take our small crew of fifteen girls on a creek hike. I knew the area well, taking hikes in the same creek as a young child slogging along its twists and turns. That afternoon I took a wrong turn onto a path which had more rocks and higher water then I remembered. One of the girls slipped on a rock and fell, gashing her knee. Our first aid kit was useless, the inner lock rusted shut. We went to walkie for help and our battery went dead. Just as we decided to turn around and go back, we heard a distance rumble of thunder. Being in a creek bed during a thunderstorm was a bad thing. We kept singing and ushering the girls swiftly to the wooded path back to camp. Just as we hit the field the clouds let loose with thunder and lightning. It was quite the adventure and one I will never, ever forget. Jen and I bonded in the creek that day that has lasted these fourteen years. Camp sisterhood is a bond that is…well, pure magic.

When she told me she was getting married, I knew I had to be there. So I flew to Scotland and helped to photograph her special day. I know she will go through many twists and turns throughout her marriage just as we did that day in the creek. I can’t imagine a better pair than Andrew and Jen to take on those twists and turns together. Holding hands through it all. Andrew, she is amazing to have near you when the first aid kit fails, the walkie dies and the thunder starts rolling in.

It was indescribable trying to leave the reception that night knowing that I may not see her for quite sometime and the happiness I held in my heart for both of them. Tears pouring down my face all I could say was,” Good night. I’m going to go see about a cab.”


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