Posted on July 30, 2019
forage ~ iris leaves
Posted on April 20, 2019
Just in time for Mother’s Day ~ One spot Left!!
>>>Spring Minis Photo Play Sessions!<<<
Friday April 4-5pm Queen Elisabeth park – Booked Up!
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Sunday April 4-5pm Stanley Park / Queen Elizabeth park – Two spots left
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Posted on March 28, 2016
Spring Mini Photo Play Sessions
This is what I love to do.
I do mini sessions as a way of offering accessible, affordable, gorgeous, pro family portraiture to all. No one turned away fro lack of funds. :)
$20 for a 10-15 minute mini session and 2 pro-edited digital images from 8-10 or
$35 for 5 pro-edited digital images from 12-20.
Contact me at http://www.facebook.com/applestarphoto, or call 604 441 6913 to get details on the next Mini Sessions, bring three other families or groups, and get yours FREE!
Ask about arranging another Mini Session in a location of your choice. Warmly, Belinda White, Apple Star Photo, Shining from the Inside Out!
#Springminiphotoplaysession #Springminis #Naturalphotography #Familyphotography #Funphotography #Applestarphoto
Posted on March 27, 2016
At first I wanted to call this ‘food porn’, but then I had to pause, why ‘porn’? What is it about my / our relationship to sensuality that causes me / us to debase this incredible fruit of the sea? Why not honour and celebrate this luscious, miraculous, delicate and delicious gift from our Mother Earth, or Mother Sea instead? And so here she is, hand-picked and photographed by me, Belinda White of Apple Star Photo and steamed, shucked and presented by Andria Green of Real Good Food, an oyster naked and glowing for all to see. This is where Rewilding revives and reconnects our intimate entwinement and sensual bond with the our giving Earth, our nurturing Mother. Rewilding excites us, invites us to bask in beauty and in bounty, reminds us who we are and how we belong.
#rewild #wildfood #foragetofeast #awildwomanproject #sensualoysterphoto #wildfoodphotography #applestarphoto #realgoodfood
Posted on March 27, 2016
A personal exploration into grief, loss, and gratitude
“When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
as the north wind lays waste the garden.
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.”
from ‘On Love’, The Profit, Kahil Gibran
This is a photo of a drawing by Lori Ann Latremouille https://www.facebook.com/loriann.latremouille
Not long ago, I found myself at a resting place on journey to understand love. I had found companion like no other, a friend and lover with whom I could share anything and everything. He held me like no other, he accepted me, he sheltered me while I collapsed after years of longing, fighting, loneliness. The love I feel for this man still, is indescribable. I am trying to make sense of all that has happened. It is over now. He is gone so completely from my life, it is as if he had died. I am stunned, and groping through the mud of my devastation trying to make sense of it, trying to find the gift…trying to find the lesson.
During a walk on Filongley, Denman Island / Salish Sea in the company of a great friend, I walked back through time sifting through the rubble, the sand, the stones, the branches, looking for treasures: why do we cleave to each other? Why does the Love that brings so much joy, so much life, such richness, also tear us apart?
“As he is for your growth, so he is for your pruning.” Why is that cleaving so good, so good that we never want to let go?
This is a sacred time of year, a time of death and rebirth. Much has been torn asunder. What can be sourced form all this death? On my walk, I noticed the buds, the new life, the young eagle circling above, gulls feeding on herring row, the boys carving spears, and running hollering through the woods, life abundant emerges, doesn’t it? out of the hubris of death….and there, suddenly, at the edge of the clearing, a young dear, felled in its young-just-budding prime, just barely alive, and now already food for the circling young eagle above. Wow. “Spring is here, why doesn’t my heart go dancing?” by Nina Simone, plays now on my radio…Spring is here indeed, with all its newness, its excitement, its birth. But death is close by. I am trying to source gratitude for the gifts, even the dead baby dear.
We went in the cold rain to harvest the fruits of the land, nettles, clams and oysters. Always, paying attention to these gifts of food, we acknowledge that we are taking life, like the eagle, finding life and nourishment from death. Death-in-life, Life-in-death. Its the way it is, right?
I am so very grateful for this chance to walk, to wander, to sift through it all, to bear witness to the gifts, the sacrifices, the losses, the transmuting of life force. But I am struggling with it all, my friends, I really thought I had found a resting place. Is there ever a resting place? Why has this man, to whom I gave so much trust, so much energy, all of my love, and tenderness, and forgiveness; why has this man forsaken me? It may take me a decade to unravel this one, to grow from this destruction. Friends please be patient with me, I am hurting, I am in pain, so much pain…but I will find a way, I will keep looking, keep treasuring, keep sifting. I will continue to open my heart, though the North Winds have laid waste my garden.
#deathinlife #lifeindeath #wild #sift #griefandloss #personalhealingjourney
Posted on January 31, 2016
Can you guess what time of year this is?
Yes, March last year…the gorgeous deep Spring emerging is coming!
As some of you already know my love of photography is deeply intertwined with my love of learning, and observing learning. For me noticing, and then painting the pictures for all to see, telling the story of Free Range Learning, Wilderness Play, Un schooling, honouring learning styles, and weaving strong attachments to community and place is gorgeous, yummy stuff. its what I do. That is why I started Apple Star Photo and Apple Star Independent Learning. It’s all about trust, being present, and opening your heart. Of course, as a parent I have learned so much from my own child, Daniel, quiet man that he can be, thinker-tinker, explorer, runner. We are both so lucky to have access to Denman Island’s wonders. Here at Maresia, my parents place, and the beaches surrounding, Daniel has been able to discover the very palpable silence of still waters, slowly drifting air, suddenly brought to life by a soaring flock of sea birds…he’s marvelled at that, and seen the Divine in it. I always say nature is the great equalizer…She gives us space, space to be ourselves, space to collect, to gather, to disperse, to go slow, to quicken like a pulse excited by discovery. Space to feel small, and huge all at once. Space to belong. She shows us unconditional, bountiful love by holding us to her boossom, and at the same time she shows us clear boundaries – the waters edge, the flight of a wild animal at our approach, the unclimbable tree, the polluted waterway. Here, with her gifts and her storms, her softness and her edges, we encounter ourselves, our own capacity to love unconditionally, our own boundaries and limitations, lour very own resilience. This is why free range learning with access to nature, time, self exploration, and freedom of movement and association are so vital. While I have not been able to give my son the home learning, un schooling I would have liked. I have done every thing I could to allow for these times. Watching him grow up with this brings me so much joy. I am so proud of us. Dan taught me at the age of 3 to hold baby crabs for the first time. Dan has been leaping over this stream every year since he was two! Dan loves to crack these slate like slabs to make natural puzzles. Dan and his friends run through the tunnel under the road, where, during high river salmon return upstream! With his walking, sword, drum sticks in hand, my son plays!