The Problem With Being a Photographer in Cambridge

About Me

Hi, I’m Krista.

Strategic communicator and storyteller.

I am the wife of a very talented musician who takes me around the world in pursuit of excellence. Mama to Jakob, Audrey and Ella, who just happens to have Down Syndrome.
And an aspiring disciple of Jesus, defender of the oppressed, writer, graphic designer and photographer.

I write and speak on navigating through the fog of life…you know, when things don’t go exactly as planned and am fuelled by a passion to amplify the voices of those on the margins…
oh, and coffee…lots of coffee.

[Said somewhat tongue in cheek] …
So lately, I have been in a bit of a funk with my photography. You see, while there is a need for “family values” photography in the UK, a need which I originally set out to fulfill in September, the bottom line is that Brits just don’t like having their picture taken. So all I am left with are pictures like this…

I know. It’s rough.
This morning all of Cambridge was kissed with frost, including Ben’s bike seat. It was beautiful.

Clare College Bridge

Punts on an icy River Cam

Even after four months of living in Cambridge I still look like a tourist. But the great thing about NOT being a tourist is that you can get into many places for free…like King’s College Chapel. I put my newly repaired 50mm f/1.4 USM to work to try and attempt to capture the beauty which can only be fully experienced by standing in the architectural masterpiece yourself, hearing the organ play, watching the sun streaming through the meticulously crafted stained glass windows.