Truth....My name is Lula Mae Green and My story is true... as God is my witness...every last word of it. It's not copied or writing by anyone else. Just reading about those poor oppressed millionaires kneeling in protest of their horrible lives. Millionaires and oppressed seem a tad bit dramatic. Generations of my family picked a lot of cotton most of my life as a little kid and teenager. When there was no cotton we worked as migrant workers for less than the cotton fields. Be at work when it was dark and work until it was dark before we came home. We picked all day until sores on my hands would bleed and pray not to step on a rattle snake. And guess what kids bullied me for being poor. I even lived in Hempstead where all the black kids made fun of a white who had to pick pecans and had to miss school a lot. We were stopped so many times to count for having a beat up ole ride that barely run by police officers in the day. Stop us because a blinker might be busted or we looked like vagrants. Hungary and Cried myself to asleep more times you can't imagine because I didn't have a dress to wear to school dance not that it mattered. No one ask because apparently being poor also meant I was ugly and stupid and lower class....all which were assumptions But never the less it was my life. But I'm not black and I'm no color. I'm just a human being treated like an animal. and I'm sure no millionaire but have problems working cotton for 70cents a 100 pound bag for a days work. cotton and law.... I had to be oppressed somehow. Oh but the grow ups were really nice. Let us stay in their old one room house with no heat or cooling and outhouse was outside. We slept on the floor and were bitten by ants,scorpions,spiders and blister bugs. The ladies would say it's a shame about those poor little kids as the drove off in new cars leaving us and not caring we were starving to death. They never seemed to come back with anything. Oh yea I hated schools because kids bullied me in school because my clothes were old and usually made by my momma. Or I didn't own a pair of shoes. Never invited to a party or got to do anything fun..could play sports because couldn't afford shoes. During these times of my life I didn't really believe there was a God. Because how could God be this wonderful person who gave so many people such nice stuff, pretty hair, a real bed with fancy covers and lots of food and a fairy tale home and all kids of toys and here I was living down in their pasture in a structure with no water, no windows, no beds, not even a paper or pencil to do homework. And going to bed s hungry that it would growl until I would fall asleep or sometimes just cry myself asleep worrying if you had to go to kids to snob me. So God must not of loved me. So, I must have been oppressed, poor and white. Wait how can that be? People assume if you were white then life was a bed of roses. Because everyone knows only black people were oppressed and mistreated. And only white people get scholarship because different people can't even apply. No sure about Ebony and Lulac scholarships....think they actually require you are of color. But later in life God did help me figure something out. If I worked really hard and go to school that might be able to pull myself out of that sink hole. With the grace of God I did get and education( first in my family). No free scholarships or help. Paid it all back.
Knowing my story might help you understand why seeing people disrespect our country irritates me to no end. I would of gotten help from school if I had been a color ....any color. I'm not angry, I don't think anyone owes me anything....I do think that it makes me sick for so many multimillionaires kneeling. Pretty pathetic. I thank God for not giving up on me. PraiseGod. My advice to the whiners.....such it up and put your big panties and deal with it. And if you want to get rid of all that money paid to you in the good ole USA... ok know thousands of children in third word countries who are really having it bad. And if you are offended by any of this... that's ok too.

Railroad tracks are a NO NO for all photographers

What to do when you see someone with children or anyone lying on a railroad track? How can you tell them that is illegal and illegal for a very good reason without them getting defensive or them assuming you are jealous of their "cool idea". First off, it's not cool, it's very dangerous and people actually DIE. The great thing of being a trained professional and attending workshops and schools, you are given very valuable information. Information such as no railroad...no exceptions! One presentation I heard was a comparison of a car hitting a coke can and the same results of a train hitting a car. That is a lot of power! Some rail lines actually have literature that explains the dangers of being on a live track where trains are frequently traveling in both directions. Remember the railroad tracks where part of the WOW look years ago and since have become illegal and  very dangerous. Protect your clients! There are not enough apologies in the world that would justify someone dying while you get that WOW shot!!! Look for other sites, something original and use your skills to rock that shot!

Mitchell County Hospital District Art

I have been blessed to provide artwork for the Mitchell County Hospital District located here in Colorado City, Texas. This is one of my pieces that will be displayed in the Emergency Waiting Room at the hospital. We have a volunteer fire department and I was able to get several of the volunteers for the picture! Thank you to these folks who provide such a wonderful service to our county!

My Online Photos 

Still Alive!

God's Not Dead and neither am I, for  now! Why has it been so long since I've updated my blog? I don't have a clue! I've been busy with portraits and new metal wall hangings for Mitchell County Hospital and lots of baby and family portraits.

Relay For Life Mitchell County Texas

Relay for Life of Mitchell County 2014. Awesome relay is an understatement.  We had a goal of $25,000 and raised over $44,888. Praise God! There are all kinds of "Causes" in the world and you can see it when you are watching television at night. This is one "Cause that I believe in wholeheartedly! I am thankful every time someone I know beats cancer and I'm sickened every time I lose family or friends to cancer. 2014 Relay down and looking forward to 2015 year!

Weddings Galore

This is why I am a photographer! I love people and being a part of their lives when they are so happy is one of the things that makes me happy!!!

Pinup Girls

Who doesn't like the 1950's...pinup girls, Elvis, the bop and jitterbug, hotrods and rebellious times? I have added to my loves in photography... Pinups! Enjoying and loving it! 

January Fun!

Hello December

Boy does time fly when you are having fun!

I never realized that I have not posted on my blog since September and here it is December.

Usually I post something that is on my mind or something about photography. Both of which are on my mind!

Photography is an every changing field, because with anything in the day and time... it is related to computers in one way or another. Photography is no different. It is always a ever changing, ever growing love to learn more. Although techniques from a long time ago are pretty much set in stone. The dos and don'ts of photography. Although the basics of good photography never changes, the styles and fads are ever changing. You either get on the band wagon or get left behind.

I've dedicated the last couple of months getting "re-aquainted with some of the basics of photography. Boy what  a learning curve. Take that and add some Lightroom and you are in for a new revelation and direction. I am still guided by what I believe God wants me to do.

Taking a Deep Breath

You ever feel like an old barn? Kind of falling down, weathered and worn, but if you look hard enough, you see something beautiful inside. I am a photographer and working really hard to become CPP (Certified Professional Photographer). I honestly love people and I love what I do. The photography market is such a crazy market.

Either I am doing something terribly wrong in my world as a photography or the world does not have a clue about integrity, loyalty or friendship.

I don't understand a lot of things, so ....I pray and take a deep breath.

Remembering the Good Ole Days!

This is one of my newest old shots. The Palace Theater in Colorado City has to be one of the best thought of places around, with lots of memories for every generation. I loved doing this shoot and reflects some of Colorado City, Texas heritage.

Summer time is somewhat slow for a photographer, so I shoot things I love besides people. I love historic towns and buildings and I have come to realize they are gradually becoming a thing of the past. 

When The Cows Come Home

When The Cows Come Home. Although

I love photographing people, but sometimes I just love taking photos of natural things: nature, cows, sunsets, etc.

Photographing people no matter what age can be challenging. I feel that I'm more of the naturalist kind of photographer. I love people...all kinds of people and I don't care about their status quo, their beauty, their age, their color.... I just love people.

With that being said, people are the hardest to photograph. Do you photograph and edit the tar out of them? Make them look like something they might of looked like 25 years ago? Do you give them alien eyes that have NO resemblance to their own person?  I can do that, but why?

I guess I'm feeling like I am old school. I don't want to shoot a woman who has lots of wrinkles and do a total make over of them. I love the wrinkles because they show character and integrity. It is who God made them. Every mark or wrinkle signifies something about their life.

I have this fear with all the Photoshop or Corel tricks out there and being able to make something look like it is not, what happens in 20 years when these folks look back at their photographs they really do not look like. Nothing will be what it appears. There will be no real historic photographs. Kind of scary when you think about it.

Moonling Wedding

Weddings....Recently I had the privilege of shooting another wedding. I absolutely love shooting happy people. Whether moms to be, newborns, children, seniors or newlyweds. This was a moonlight wedding that was supposed to be a wedding at sunset. But as we all know, the West Texas sunsets do not wait for anyone and was gone in the blink of an eye.

This wedding broke my heart. One of those that you have great expectations for and then the bottom falls out. You know...we've all had them. Wind blowing 100 mph, sun setting too fast, family members missing and then....I have to smile. My tripod with my wonderful Canon Mark ii camera and Canon 100-400mm lens, along with my 580 ex flash goes crashing to the ground from my heavy duty tripod. I smile and pretend it's all ok as $5,000 worth of equipment hits a rock and lands into sand.

Ever have those times when you could just close your eyes and make it all be GOOD?

New Venture

Several years ago, I purchased an old building here in Colorado City. My husband I restored it and there is where I currently have my business "Lulu Boyd Photography" set up. After much praying and hoping, another old historic building came  up for sale due to back taxes. I was able to purchase this building and I have a vision of what a wonderful place this could be with a LOT of HARD WORK and some money of course. I have lot more ability to work hard than I have money, but God has blessed me in so many ways, I am trusting it all to work out. It may take a while, but sometimes that is where a dream begins.  This is how it looks today and I can't even begin to show the mess inside, but I will keep you posted on success and failures as we begin this new adventure.

Katy Senior 2013

Fun Day in West Texas

As with most things I get a little bored.

 

So my 365 days ended up being 172 Days of Photography.

 

Sometimes you just get too busy with life to always keep on track.

 

I've been doing Senior Shoots for 2013 and wow, do I love them.

 

I've shot mostly boys and it sometimes is a challenge.

 

Girls are always smiling, posing and just  work the camera.

 

But a couple of the young men I've shot so far have been fun!

 

By the time the shoot is over, we are like buddies and they are relaxing

 

and the shooting begins!

Day 172

Day 171

Day 170