Following on from last years successful ’24 Mobile Photographers Til Christmas’ series and to celebrate the forthcoming festive season and another year in the timeline of Mobiography I have decided to repeat the series and showcase the work, thoughts and insights of 24 talented mobile photographers. Each featured photographer has inspired and supported me in one way or another during the course of the past 2 years and I will be asking them to offer an insight into their photography, to reflect on their year gone by or plans for the coming year ahead.
Each day until Christmas Eve we will be featuring one photographer in a sort of online advent calendar so to speak.
Today’s featured photographer is Bridgette Shima
The Photo I am Most Proud of is…
This is it. The moment I realized that my world would all of a sudden change, that life as I knew it would soon be different.
I had just picked up my son from summer camp and we talked about how his first day of kindergarten was less than a month away, how he would have to make new friends and get used to a new school– without me. He asked questions, I answered. I could tell how nervous he was.
You see, up until now we’ve been a team. We belonged to a cooperative preschool which meant I volunteered in class on a weekly basis. I saw him grow, learn and become a young boy before my very eyes– we’ve been inseparable.
I admit that at first I was thrilled with the idea of him being in class all day. I envisioned myself accomplishing the things I dreamed of doing, going where I wanted to go without him by my side. I thought I would be free and happy.
I was wrong.
The first day of school came along and I felt nothing but anxiety. In fact, it all happened so quickly that I didn’t think about how it would be once he was gone. I remember walking home in a fog, swallowing my tears. He was no longer holding my hand or talking to me– I missed him already.
As I stepped into our house, a strong sense of sadness came over me. I stood at the bottom of the stairs and looked up, in a daze. It all seemed like a dream, that I’d open my eyes to find him right in front of me again. (He)My inspiration was gone and the things I saw were no longer there– I was all alone
These weeks have been a transition for our family, but most evidently, they have been a time for me to develop my own vision. I’ve had to take a step back, to give him the space he needs to discover his own world, and while nurturing his, have had to do the same for myself. It has been a slow process in figuring out where my place is in this world so for now I am taking it one step at a time.
“When you are a mother you are never really alone in your thoughts. A mother always has to think twice, one for herself and one for her child.” – Sophia Loren