International Love: Part 2

Since the last blog post of me creeping on people was such a big hit, here are more snapshots of love around Europe. 

Since I began looking through my camera lens through a different perspective (that of the photographer and not just a tourist), I've begun to see more around me. It's sort of like when you get a new car, and then you start seeing that car everywhere, where you hadn't really noticed it before.

Looking for simple moments between people and their loved ones is kind of like that.
Once you start looking for them, they're all around you.

A girl in Venice kisses her dog who patiently waits while the family samples gelato.

Two dogs in Prague's old center snuggle while their owner performs in the square.

A couple naps in the sun by the riverside in Prague.

Children in Venice's Piazza San Marco try luring pigeons with snacks.
That wasn't working too well, so they ate the snacks themselves.

A boy and his father enjoy the cool water of a pubic fountain in
one of Berlin's parks on a sunny evening.

A bride and groom in Venice's Piazza San Marco bow to onlookers
taking pictures of them during their photo shoot in the Piazza.

This couple stopped for a moment on Prague's
famous Charles Bridge.

Overlooking the Vltava river in Prague on a sunny afternoon.

A girl in Prague stops to pass on some small change
to a street performer in Prague.

This one's mine

This particular story started a little while back. About 19 years to be a little more precise. The story of someone who loves to tell stories. If you stick with me, you'll get to hear a lot of them. Stories about other people; their lives; their dreams; their work. This blog, yes- this one's theirs. But to start it off, you'll need the story of the storyteller. So this one's mine. 

 My mom has told me since I was young, over and over again "Leanna, if you want something badly enough, you can achieve it." I've been known to be very cautious and meditative in my decision making, but I can honestly say I have found the niche where I am no longer hesitant, and a place where I feel I can best use my personal talents and abilities to serve others.

I didn't always start off thinking I would want to do what I do now. Against the Texan backdrop in which I was raised, the elementary-school-aged me saw herself in a more rugged setting...as a cowgirl or farmer. But my aspirations eventually began to change and develop when I moved to Florida and was accepted into an arts middle and high school. There, I was able to find the skill set that began to form my ideas of my future role in the real world, and what kind of purpose my efforts would be put towards. I wanted to tell people about the world and about all the people in it. I loved feeling like I was working for something bigger than myself; how I was given the opportunity to serve the community I was a part of. As you can see, I wasted no time...

I started off reading the daily lunch menu and have since progressed to playing a role hosting and producing in my college's Integrated News Facility,

While I was a communications major, I realized that there was a way to make a living doing the things I loved doing. People fascinate me. I love to listen to them, and I love it when someone teaches me something. I like making each day unique, and collecting stories with me along the way.

My greatest aspiration is to become a well-respected journalist who has the ability to travel and report through all platforms. I hope to have a fulfilling career reporting and that eventually I will make a positive impact in this field and continue to enhance the storytelling medium.

I like to use photography to help capture some of those stories. 

Leanna Marie Photography

So this blog here. This is for artists, dancers, dreamers, thinkers, tinkers, and all those in between. I want this to be a platform for them to share their work, their thoughts, and their dreams with you, so that one story may affect another in some positive way. After all "We are the music makers, And we are the dreamers of dreams." So stop in often, and experience their stories. Because if anything else isn't, this one's theirs.