This blog is my commitment to take more photo's, simply for the love it.

And, each day I feel inspired, I will post one new photo.

A blog filled with what inspires.

A documentation of life.

August 31, 2011

day one hundred sixty four - de Lange Design

Claire, de Lange Design, Minneapolis, Minnesota
Rachel, de Lange Design, Minneapolis, Minnesota
Annie, de Lange Design, Minneapolis, Minnesota
de Lange Design, Minneapolis, Minnesota
check out the day here under "Client Gallery"

August 30, 2011

day one hundred sixty three - grant & adam

Grant & Adam At Bob's Cabins, Lake Superior, Two Harbors, Minnesota
I love this picture for so many reasons!

July 26, 2011

day one hundred sixty one - rush deguzman

Rush DeGuzman, Morristown, New Jersey

day one hundred sixty - mr. & mrs. deguzman

Not your typical wedding and not your typical bride and groom
I photographed two of my favorite people
Katie Maguire & Cicero deGuzman
post ceremony and the morning after their wedding.

Beautiful in every way. Love. 

May 25, 2011

day one hundred fifty eight - i'm published

I have been published! Thank you to Cicero deGuzman Jr. for asking me to be a part of his project, Godspeed 45/06 (

My work with Kevin Baas, a dope vintage bike builder and high school "shop" teacher, is being published into a photography book. 

May 24, 2011

day one hundred fifty seven - marcus

Graduation Pictures. I had never even heard of them until about three weeks ago when I was asked to take my neighbors. When I was growing up, no one had them taken. To my knowledge graduation invitations weren't even sent out. I think it was all done over the phone? Anyway, Marcus had a vision of himself riding his skateboard dressed in a dress shirt, pants and a tie. So, here are the results. My first ever, graduation pictures!

April 17, 2011

day one hundred fifty six - the easter bunny

The Easter Bunny, Minneapolis, Minnesota
This picture pained me to take. I felt the pure fear in this little boy as he was asked to pose with his sister and the Easter Bunny. Not a professional high point, but an amazing shot none-the-less.

February 17, 2011

day one hundred fifty four - jane stoller


"The only constant is change", as we have all come to know and trust. It is the one thing that we can count on. Plato said, "Everything flows and nothing stays. Everything flows and nothing abides. Everything gives way and nothing stays fixed. Everything flows; nothing remains. All is flux, nothing is stationary." As I read this I envision a river moving fluidly or snow rapidly falling to the ground occasionally being moved and pushed by the wind, followed by Spring's first thaw melting Winter from sight. 

Isaac Asimov said it this way, "It is change, continuing change, inevitable change, that is the dominant factor in society today. No sensible decision can be made any longer without taking into account not only the world as it is, but the world as it will be." I happen to believe the world will be exactly what we create it to be. Whether conscious of what it is we are asking for or not, the universe is listening, and changing accordingly. "The universe is change; our life is what our thoughts make it.", said Marcus Aurelius Antoninus around 170 AD.

So what does this mean to me? Why is change important and acceptance crucial? Well, the only way I will truly know myself is by accepting that change is not only OK but that it is an important part of existence and happiness. If someone decided to go to law school, graduate and then decide to become a yoga instructor, I have to say bravo! Society frowns upon such bold decisions based on listening to one's heart. We are so conditioned by society's "normal" practices of life, that if an individual isn't on the school/job/marriage/kids/retirement/death plan, then they are considered unsuccessful.

I think happiness is success. The ability to love and be loved without condition is success. 

With ever present change and realization of such, I have realized how much I miss photography. Photography is not who I am, it is what I love to do. I am inspired by people. Individual people captured being themselves, perhaps doing what they love. Textured faces telling the stories of their life. Families playing like no one is watching. I recently created a world in which I live absent of people. Self imposed solitary confinement. I think Winter's natural hibernating qualities have had something to do with creating this world, but, I feel myself waking up from a long sleep asking, Who Am I? What do I want? How did I get here, Why, and Where do I want to go?

Andy Warhol said "They always say time changes things, but you actually have to change them yourself." I have showed myself that my interests are vast. I have loved being a bartender, interior designer, grounds keeper, living in Manhattan, traveling the world, going to bars, staying up all night, surfing at dawn, practicing yoga, driving five hours one-way for three hours of snowboarding, sitting on the couch surrounded by kittens reading a book in the middle of the day, falling in love. It wasn't until very recently that I accepted the vastness of these interests, understanding that each role I have played over the years was to gain a deeper knowing of who I am. It doesn't matter what I do, how much I make, if I ever get married, have kids, retire or die. Society will always believe what they have been conditioned to believe about these decisions, and judge accordingly. As long as I listen to my heart, success is inevitable.

I used to love the line from an old Colin Hay song, "I am waiting for my real life to begin." It let me off the hook, giving me freedom from accountability with wavering hope that real happiness is just around the corner. I still love the song, but hear it very differently now. It is up to me to create my "real life". So don't be afraid to close your eyes and dream, knowing that that dream will come true.

I want to thank this BLOG for allowing my to be myself. From now on I will post when I am inspired rather than every day, and I may even add words written by me, just because I can.

-Jane Stoller