Another day, another game. It’s Sunday and that means it’s time to play ball.
The men have their shorts on, and their shirts off— some of them at least.
The sun is blazing, and this time I managed to stay a little longer than the last Sunday. Especially since I was doing my best going back and forth in between the field and my family’s house for a small barbecue that was happening. Let’s just say that my bike gave me enough of a work out.
My camera has been loving the attention I’ve been giving it lately, and I have to admit, I missed her as well — and yes, my camera is she.
My telephoto lens came in clutch allowing me to grab details of the players. I love when I get capture movement and even more when the images tell a story.
So, tell me, what do your Sundays look like?
Is it time to document and capture your journey?
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One of the beautiful things in the world to me, is the radiance of a woman who’s transitioning into a new stage of motherhood.
One of my dearest friend’s Kat is expecting, and her and her spouse couldn’t be happier. Due to these past couple of months being a rough in the world, we’ve stayed away from each other as recommended, but I love having girl dates.
I think making time for your girlfriends is essential. They’re the ones that listen to all your troubles, make you laugh and are with you every step of your journey, so why wouldn’t I go out of my way to do a little something simple, like plan a picnic.
We made our way to the most obsolete part of the park, 6 feet had nothing us today. Our speaker was blasting reggeaton, while we caught up on everything that’s going on in our lives at the same time. Where do you even begin?
For me that was a little easy, as my trusty camera was ready. But let’s be clear this photo session was not planned, not even a little a bit… but I was eager to document some part of her journey— even if I was a little late, and even if she’s almost due.
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Phase 2 during quarantine, means we’re trying to soak up as much sun as possible. Everyone has been stuck inside, and we needed to stretch our legs a bit.
A friend Leny, always goes out of her way to plan a good time for all of us. This time, a nice relaxing game of softball was what we need to get the good times rolling.
The sun was not shy today, and neither was my camera. I missed photographing natural movements, those candid shots that tell a story.
I clipped my camera to my backpack, grabbed my bicycle and got to riding.
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Sometimes it’s time to escape the hustle and bustle of NYC, and find some bustle somewhere else. Weekend getaways tend to be my favorite. I can pack a small backpack with me, have a new adventure and go back to work on Monday like nothing ever happened.
A friend recently told me about Bolt bus (and yes, I may be late to the party.. even though I took one about 5 years ago to get to Boston, and completely forgot they existed) and it was time to hit the road.
I visited Washington D.C. a long time ago as a kid. I must have been around 10 years old. I still remember the bright baggy mustard pants, and the turquoise and purple windbreaker jacket I was wearing(It was the late 90’s okaaaay) Think, little Dominican girl dressed like The Fresh Prince, hahaha. My dad’s car ended up leaving us on the side of the road, and our choice was to rent something, anything to get there the rest of the way. The closest rental car spot only had a limo left…it was the best entrance I’ve made to the white house. How can you possibly beat that?
Adulting is a little different, I hopped off the bus and roamed the streets, taking in everything so I can remember it this time.
Getting caught in the rain, and not really caring about my hair or clothes was just an extra touch of freedom.
One of my favorite things about has got to be the endless amounts of free museums. If you find yourself visiting, I promise you,your biggest expense is going to be getting there and figuring out where you’re sleeping. And that wasn’t even too costly. I didn’t really do any bar hopping, but museum hopping was all the rage this weekend. Check out The Smithsonians if you plan on visiting.
“New beginnings” doesn’t always mean starting over. Sometimes it means looking at what you already have and tackling it from a different perspective. Being grateful for how it exists, and rediscovering how it can be better.
One of my biggest goals this year is to learn how to –self care– I want to be able to have a healthy body, mind and soul. I don’t want things, people or situations to dictate my responses or actions. I am in control of me. And you are in control of you.
All of our goals no matter how different, tend to fall into a similar category, being a better version of yourself.
I hope you all prosper and become better versions of yourselves in 2019, 20, 21 or no matter how long that journey may take you. .
Take longer baths, listen to that music a little louder, drink more water, dance in the rain, say more “thank you’s” and less “sorries”, hug people more, be kind, eat better, call your mom more, make better decisions and most definitely surround yourself with people who make you feel good.
If you were to see my calendar, you would either be really impressed or you would be horrified of how packed and color coded it is. I wasn’t always like this, I used to be so “go with the flow”. Now I make lists (I’m always running out of paper, and yes I keep them digitally as well) On the calendar was a free presentation in one of Apple’s stores in Soho. I told a friend to meet there, and since he was still far away, I decided to walk and catch some Pokemon (that’s another story for another day).
While making my way toward Soho to go see Mario. You know who it is, “Oh, baby you, you got what I need, but you say I’m just friend“. Yeah, you know the song, I bet you sang that, didn’t you. I’m not a crazy Mario fan, he hasn’t really come out with any new music in a little bit, not that I’m aware of at least. But the singles he did have, I was always singing. And I have a huge love for concerts (even though this wasn’t concert) it was free, and anyone who knows me, knows that “free” is my favorite number.
I guess the universe had a different plan for me, because when I passed Madison Avenue, smack down the middle of the street was an interactive pop up hosted by Calvin Klein and Amazon Fashion. Of course I stopped and asked a event staff guy what was going on. I noticed the small stage, and I already knew someone was going to come out, they just had to, I felt it in my bones. I asked him who it would be and he didn’t know. He checked his email and told me ASAP. In my mind, I’m like okaaaaay, but ASAP who, ASAP FERG, ASAP ROCKY, the mob has a few people.. he just looked at me like I spoke Chinese. I grabbed his phone and read the name for myself. I knew it, ROCKY. I made my way inside.. duh! Like I’m going to go see Mario now (if you ever see this Mario, no offense, I still like you).
I’m not gonna lie, I was getting a bit antsy, especially because it was starting to get to packed, and you know people when something is free, pushing and shoving. But I was already pretty hype because you have to soak it in, that you don’t always know everything. You can’t plan every single detail of your life. I got to experience a wonderful moment, and if my friend wasn’t running late, I wouldn’t have walked, I wouldn’t have bumped into a better (who an compare?) event and be up close to such a handsome man…. oh yes ROCKY… you are fine… any way (cough cough) Check out these shots I grabbed. Love!
Oh, and you can see some more photographs of concerts that I captured on millistephaniaphotography.com
My brother is now an adult… which only makes me realize how old I’m getting! (Can I crawl into a hole now?)
The big 18… I remember all the dumb shit I used to do as a teenager, but those are stories for another blog post. I’m a big fan of gifting experiences, not always something materialistic, so it was only right for me to get him tickets to Governor’s Ball. Governor’s Ball is held in Randalls Island, and the line up was looking really good with N.E.RD., Khalid and Eminem. And wherever Slim Shady is, Kat is sure to be there (and the panties she insisted were going to land on stage)
As always the park was packed, and it seemed the crowd was younger every time we turned around. Kat and I vowed to invest in VIP tickets next time we do this.. where the grown ups watched comfortably. (Especially because I don’t think my temper likes being pushed in the crowds) Khalid happened to be one of my favorite performers of the night, and without a doubt, Eminem did not disappoint, especially when he brought our 50 cent on stage with him. Even though it started to rain (and so happy we bought an Eminem rain jacket from the merch shop) singin out loud in the rain made it a memory we could never forget.
Check out a few of my favorite shots from the night, before my camera decided to die and leave me with crappy cell phone pics. (You can also see more of my concert photography HERE)
Ps. Love that we noticed Jason Genao in the crowd, asked if he could take a picture with my little brother, who totally made his day. My brother spread the pic to his group chat where they were all jealous that he got to meet “Ruby” from Netflix’s “On my Block”
We all have friends who we barely see anymore. Life happens, we all get busy, we all have things that need to get done.
On this weekend, I wanted to surprise and make some time for friends who have always been so dear to me. Their house is usually loud and filled with laughter. I used to love spending summer’s in Connecticut and forgetting all my troubles of NYC life, even if it was just for a little bit.
This morning stroll, Jolie, who’s the spitting image of her father wanted to take her bike out for spin. She’s gotten so big and beautiful, it only reminded me of when I held her as a baby. But she’s a big girl now, and she was telling me how she was ready to ride with training wheels. I believe her, but I don’t think anyone is ready for that yet.
Can you stay small just a little bit longer?
Maybe the wheels will be gone next time I come to visit.
Graffiti will always have a place in my heart. When I was younger and in grade school I will draw the names of my peers on notebook paper and sell it to them for $1. In highschool, I learned what a black book was. Every lunch period all the guys will take out their books, the lunch tables will be covered in markers, and everyone will trade books, drawing and hitting them up. After high school I found my scene with a small graff crew, and it was spray painting season from there on out.
Though I don’t dabble anymore, since I have grown to exercise the freedom of finding different canvases—like I mentioned before, graffiti lives in my soul. When I saw the invitation for one of my friend’s work that will be displayed, I didn’t even ask questions. I knew I had to go, and just ‘pop up’ and that I did. I haven’t seen them in a couple of years, so I decided to stay quiet, jump on the Metro North and find my way to Connecticut.
The show was great and I had the pleasure of not only reconnecting with old friends, but making new ones as well.
Thanks again for having me!