Glenda & Jeff
May 13, 2012































































































“Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.”

There we were, sitting on the roof top of a small three story faded blue building in the heart of Antigua, Guatemala, sipping mojitos and swapping stories about our days on the fire department. Some good, but mostly not. Sometime between the 4th round and a heaping plate of nachos the volcano in the distance erupted sending an orange glow into the deep blue night sky. The locals paid it no mind. Just another sleepy evening in the valley. We clanked glasses and turned our conversation to the last few days spent in Antigua. From the wood working of a fragile old mans hands to venison stew at the corner restaurant down the cobble stone road from our hacienda. I met Derrek for the first time a couple of months ago while shooting a wedding in Florida. Right away I felt a kindred spirit in that we both had come from the same place and even though through different mediums, were very much headed in the same direction. Forward. I really do consider it a blessing to have the chance to meet someone at the beginning stages of what I know is going to be a special career. Even if we are just two gringos at table number 2.
You work your fingers to the bone. You spend night after night story boarding, releasing the creative energy to pen and paper. Your favorite wall turned yellow with Post-its and your favorite corner is a cluttered mess of labeled boxes brimming with your collected and inspired goodness. Well, most of them labeled anyway. Its ready. Finally. But as with most things in life there is a hitch. That place that you had in mind. That perfect spot that you had planned all along would be the birth of your story has gone missing. You loved it because in your mind it was perfect. For two summers now it had remained seemingly unchanged. A beautiful barren spot that you have held close like a secret. But then the rain came. The wet winter. And all of a sudden your beautiful white field is now green with weeds and yellow flowers, and no longer the uniquely awesome that it once was. Your heart sinks and you find yourself losing sleep over it. The dresses, the details, the vision, have in a way become homeless. Its in times like these that I find myself not defeated, but even more inspired than when things were “easier”. Many of you know that I have been planning a styled shoot for whats seems like ages now. What started as a small seed has grown exponentially into this wonderful, nameless thing. And with my location now gone, I have have decided to do that one thing that deep inside I wanted to do all along but found hard to justify. Taking the shoot to the Bonneville Salt Flats. Yes, in true Clayton Austin fashion I will be packing a U-Haul and setting out for the Salt Flats on Monday April 16 for a styled shoot scheduled Wednesday, April 18 and Thursday April 19. We are looking for 2 couples to model for the shoot. Hair, makeup, and styling will all be provided. If inspired and available please email small bio and pic to Clayton@claytonaustinlovestories.com
