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Noe Todorovich is a Washington, DC based lifestyle photographer, and this is her blog. She shares musings, travels, photographs, tips, suggestions and more.

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Chloe's Creative Collaboration

Noe Todorovich

I am so, so excited to see my lovely friend's entry to Apartment Therapy's Small Cool contest is LIVE! I'm excited for several reasons.

  1. I love Chloe.
  2. She has an awesome home.
  3. Her BFF, the wonderfully talented DeChelle, designed and styled it.
  4. I had a blast working with them to photograph it.

You can see the entry here. Be sure to favorite it to help her win!

Living & Legacy

Gina Todorovich

Extremes are dangerous, but then lately I've found that when life is FULL of varying emotional experiences it can be equally dangerous.

The last month or so have been quite a roller coaster of emotions. One minute I was incredibly excited and happy about getting the keys to my new apartment. The next (quite literally), my cousin called me with the news that my grandpa had passed away.

Amidst all the good, I haven't been able to shake the sadness. Amidst the sadness, I haven't lost sight of all the good in my life. It really is just a mixed bag. Life in a nutshell, right?

I wrote this on a flight to Hawaii to attend my grandfather's funeral this week. Having not seen my family in over a year, I'm incredibly grateful and excited to see them all. And in disbelief. About seeing them. About my grandpa really being gone.

My grandfather was born in China, and he came over to Hawaii on a boat when he was two years old.

My grandpa is the baby in the left corner of this picture, taken in China before the family moved to Hawaii.He lived nearly 94 years, and even had great great grandkids. It's crazy to me to think that my family had six generations alive at once.

Six generations.

 

Thinking about my grandfathers' life made me realize how much of a legacy he leaves. How none of these five generations (and more to come, I'm sure) would be here without him. He was a different man to each of us, I think. But no matter the variation in his role, he influenced us all.

In one of my job interviews, I was asked,

"What will your legacy here be?"

I don't know how long I'll live and exactly what I'll do in my time, but I know this: I'm determined to make my life count for something. To be a positive presence in the lives of those around me. To push myself to never settle and always try harder and be better.

Life is the formation of our legacy. The thoughts we have, the decision we make, the actions we take, the art we create…they all determine what will be remembered of us long after we're gone.

What will your legacy be?

Home, Heritage and History

Gina Todorovich

Home has become a more fluid concept with age. Any given year, I probably refer to at least six different places as “home,” including any place where I’ll be sleeping for a night. My truest sense of the word applies to Hawaii though. Being born and raised there greatly impacted my becoming the woman I am today.

I’ve lived in DC for almost seven years now. I can’t believe how quickly that number has increased. I also can’t believe just how much living somewhere can truly impact you. Each visit back to Hawaii revealed my progression into becoming more and more “DC.” Returning to Hawaii, I would notice the differences between island life and city life, Hawaii and the mainland.

My most recent trip had me thinking about heritage—how where we come from truly molds us in many ways into the people we are. Yet, it doesn’t define us. I find myself continually bridging the gap between where I came from and where I am now, with some of the impact of my original home, my history that I cannot—and would not ever want to—shake.

History has never been my subject. My grades and anyone who has played trivia games can testify to that. My memory is sporadic or even spastic perhaps—recalling random events in vivid clarity and others not at all. And sequencing the memories? Forget about it.

One thing I hadn’t realized I was forgetting the full impact of was my heritage. Assimilating into my current environment and atmosphere consumed me so much that it took a two-week trip back home to really make me see how my home, while changing in many ways (heck, we have Walmart AND Target there now, amidst many other chains and changes) still has a heritage, history and culture that permeates your very being.

Seeing where I come from, the lifestyle of Hawaii, the clear contrasts to the environment in which I currently live, makes me want to bring more people to Hawaii with me to see where I come from and how different my life was. And explain those remnants that they still see in me, for I am still that island girl on many levels. Being born and raised in Hawaii greatly affected the way I see and interact with the world.

It’s gotten harder for me to imagine moving back home, but it’s even harder for me to imagine not considering Hawaii home.

I finally added Hawaii pictures to my gallery and will continue to add to it from pictures I've shot over the years.