hello 2018!

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Well, in less then 24-hours, the clock will stroke midnight and instead of a magical spell being broken, we will be in the New Year. 2018.

As I say good-bye to 2017, I'm pondering the year (as I am sure we all do.) I start to remember the good, the bad, and the in-between. I can see change and reflect on what I'd like to do more of and change in the upcoming 12-months.

Being reminded of time fleeting has a way of doing this to us.

Last December, I graduated from college and thought I had everything planned out...the "big man upstairs" of course decided to completely derail every idea and hope I had. Where 2016 brought several beloved actors/singers/icons their last breath, 2017 brought me challenges at every corner.

But I also challenged myself, challenged myself to to live more for what I wanted versus what society expected of me. This is a much harder challenge then one might think. Especially being a woman and a mother.

Never the less, I picked up my camera more, I illustrated more, I laughed more, I ate more, I carved out more time for my kids, and in turn I found myself amidst all the struggles and hardships that 2017 had to offer. 

So, as the ball drops and I ring in 2018, I ring in my new list of challenges, I ring in a new website + business, I also ring in some of the familiar and same...still single-moming it while the hubs works out of state, still in the same place I was last New Years...but I'm where I need to be and thats something I'm learning to be okay with.

So Happy New Year Everyone!
Happy 2018.

And with that...

Should Old Acquaintance be forgot,
and never thought upon;
The flames of Love extinguished,
and fully past and gone:
Is thy sweet Heart now grown so cold,
that loving Breast of thine;
That thou canst never once reflect
On old long syne.

On old long syne my Jo,
On old long syne,
That thou canst never once reflect,
On old long syne.

With Grace+Guts,



• Travel More (like a lot more)
• Laugh More
• Take Dance Lessons (with the hubs, shhhh!)
• Summit a Mountain
• Continue to Try New Coffee Shops
• Make More Friendships
• Work on My Book
• Be More Gentle/Yet Still A Force
• Shop More Markets, Local, Sensible
• Make Chocolate Soufflè
• Continue German/Italian Lessons
• More Reading/Less Screens

(If you've got a list, I'd love to see your lists, share in the comments)


365/ week 38: getting into the saddle


And just like that the freedom of summer ended as I sent off my two baby's to school (yes, I cried...I'm still crying...but proud happy tears I promise).  Thankfully, warmer day's haven't cut off so quickly and we've got some plans to take advantage of the longer weekend as a family.

This week I've spent countless hours in the studio, finally back to making with my hands again.  I also haven't put my camera down and even updated the website (have you noticed? what do you think?)

I'm going to start making/selling pre-sets for lightroom and letting you all download for free some of my doodles and creations for your desktops. So keep an eye out for those as they update. 

Someday's I feel like I suck and I'm failing and I need to just give up on all of this and then other day's I put on my favorite plaid, crank up the girl power tunes and bust butt.  But that's life, it comes in waves, it has up's and down's, and as long as there's coffee, I'm on board for the ride!

I hope you all have a wonderful longer weekend.

With Grace+Guts,



365/Week Seven


Week Seven has been brought to you by coffee, tears, and lot's of laughter.  Oh, in honesty, this move has caused so much up and downs and all overs.  I spent most of the week voiceless and did a lot of jamming out to 80's favorites to keep the spirits high...or at least attempting.

But I also did two beautiful and wonderful photo sessions that warmed by heart and gave me all the feels and strength to know I'm doing what I'm supposed to be doing.

I worked on my book, and rocked out to ABBA while doing so. I also opened the link to my book here on my website (which you can see HERE) which ended up causing me to get distracted and spending a late night updating and organizing my website. (sorry that things may look different.) 

And was reminded that there is truly healing powers in water as I look a long shower and all the troubles I was having in my studio with my art work were solved because finally that missing link came to me 15-minutes into being surround by steam.  Seriously, all my good ideas come from when I was swimming, showering etc.  Always.  I just need to learn to hop in the shower or go swimming when I have troubles in the studio or writers block.

But it's been a week.  And I've tried putting that best foot forward.  I made a second instagram account just for my photography and ordered beautiful business cards to go along with it.  I submitted work to two different art shows and booked another amazing photo session.  I've taken moments to read, moments to just sleep and moments to eat waay too much hummus while wallowing on Pinterest.

And isn't that beautiful.  
Isn't it beautiful that in a world full of chaos and crazy, we are always reminded our human we all are.  That we are all filled with such a rainbow of emotions.  This week was full of them for me, and made wonderful by the loving hearts that surround me.  The strength I find in myself and in God.  The furry I find from all that surrounds me and the ability to instead morph it into something beautiful through art and words.

I'm sure week 8 isn't about to get easier.  But this challenge is keeping me honest.  In all my wonders and flaws.

And thats okay.

With Grace+Guts.



365/Week Six

Week Six | #365dagchallenge | Heather Woolery

Week Six | #365dagchallenge | Heather Woolery

Last night I finished a 20-piece illustration series of doorway's with door mats ranging from languages and sayings highlighting the different type's of homes.  A hint that no matter the differences, we all have a home here in the United States of America.  I was up past 10:00 pm to hurry and get it done for the hubby to pick it up on his way up to Spokane Washington to drop it off for it's first showing, and honestly I am so exhuasted this morning as I write you...25 may not be old but I sure can feel it in the AM anymore when I'm up late.

"This Land Was Made For Me Too" | Heather Woolery | View More  HERE

"This Land Was Made For Me Too" | Heather Woolery | View More HERE

Six weeks into this challenge and there have absolutly moments like last night at 10:30 when I just question why did I do this again?  I think, man I could just quit this thing whenever. No one's following along so whats the point.  But then I have an encouraging early morning call with my ma'ma and I'm reminded this challenge is for NO ONE other then myself.

To remind me of who I am, to find what the heck what my next step is.  That being a mom, or moving out of state are just little factors to add to the formula.  That I'm a woman and that means I break hard but mend like a warrior.  What a perfect day to be reminded of this <3


On top of continuing my dive back into illustrations, I showed on my Instagram story my attempt back at the ukulele, my dedication to coffee and I finished a book and am emerged in another.  

My kiddos and I were banned home for a day due to the extreme freezing rain and school closures, so we took advantage of this and did a mini valentine photoshoot for fun.  I may be just saying this because their my kids, but they are pretty sticking adorbs!

I've got one more art show to finish up for (a hint: one of the materials is bra's) and then it's refocusing on the book and continuing to push forward on this freelance photography.

Which shameless plug...book with me for Idaho, Spokane, WA and Portland, OR now, cuz' a girl's gotta do her thang ya' know ;)

So let's pray there's enough coffee in this world to keep us strong and move into this new week with strength and love for all...including ourselves.

With Grace+Guts,


any given sunday.

A March Saturday | All Rights Reserved: Heather Woolery 2016

A March Saturday | All Rights Reserved: Heather Woolery 2016

Saturday's spent at home are a rare breed around my dwelling anymore.  Between my husbands military + job obligations, my art shows + schooling, my daughter's visitations down south and the random obligations that come with being a living human...getting to just be home is a beautiful, cherished thing around here.

So this weekend has been early wake-up call's by my little Kraken's (because they still have yet to realize what the term's "Saturday" and "sleep in" mean.  It's been a down pour of rain and us just re-potting indoor plants that have been sadly neglected over this winter of busy and rush. 

I was pleased though to see, in the small amount of time I spent outside this weekend, that my lavender plants are starting to bud...so down pour of rain be damned...spring is truly coming!  (chaco tan lines I'm coming for you!)

However, though there has been small little promises of warmer weather, I couldn't help while at the grocery store to grab milk, also grabbing a couple bunches of these daffodils that I polka-dotted all over the house.  The smell has brought a yellow cheery sense to this little dwelling.  

Recently, a lot of struggles + frustrations have seemed to pile up, this house being one of them, and yet in the midst of "doom + gloom" it's always surprising how some comfy overall's, fresh cut flowers, a hot London fog and some studio time or curled up reading a book can make the world seem so much more beautiful...alive.

The Nuart | All Right's Reserved: Heather Woolery 2016

The Nuart | All Right's Reserved: Heather Woolery 2016

On Friday, I went downtown for a meeting about an upcoming show for my "I Am The Man" project (you can see HERE) and as I locked my car, I looked across the street at our Nuart Theater, and I couldn't help but pull my camera out and snap this picture.  I walk by this building every week, I actually go to that building frequently, and yet, for some reason, the rain gave it a new feel.  I have this love for store fronts and old buildings.  I've always felt like bricks were sponges.  Soaking up time and memories and yet holding up for all that is to come.

Something that has recently become more important is music.  Now my iPod is a jumble of bipolar scrambled eggs and I have a deeper love for vinyl then most know about me, but my musical, piano playing past has started to creep back up on me.  As I'm rearing to the end of my college career (for now, I doubt I'll ever truly be done) plus orders on my etsy shop, upcoming art shows, and being an editor for a couple publications...my love for reading, writing + art have defiantly been consumed as my "lively-hood", my job.  So its of no surprise to me that my need for an outlet that hasn't been consumed in some work fashion took over my husband's little ukulele.  He had received it as a gift from his parents when they went to Hawaii while we were still dating...and he's maybe pulled it out twice.  Over last summer he tried to teach me guitar but my tiny body compared to his full guitar made me feel more like I was hugging Sasquatch versus playing something beautiful.  I then tried the ukulele and found that it's 'c' cord to be by far one of the happiest sounds in this world...and since then I keep teaching myself this happy little instrument. (photo credit to my 6-year old who has an obsession of taking pictures...I wonder who she learned that from lol).

Recently I've begun delving into Sally Mann's new book "Hold Still", first and foremost for my thesis research, but secondly it had been recommended to me it felt like a million time.  About two pages in, I was swooning over this woman's words and adoring that she had added pictures and scanned in artifacts of letters, report cards etc. into her memoir.  It's been such a beautiful read on photography + memories + childhood + becoming and most of all, living a life.

And I won't lie, I've spent a couple too late of nights and a handful of really early mornings to read this book...but as a mom...you take reading time when you can get it.

In a way, this blog post feels mundane, unnecessary, but then again, if felt necessary.  Over the week, I share so many beautiful moments and images on Instagram, and there is only so much of "me, myself + I" that I can put in the portfolio and I so badly want to share these small moments.  The story behind each image.  

But as much as I love these lazy weekends, I won't lie, I'm so grateful it's spring break, and I'm about to leave town to snag some beautiful shots, drink too much coffee, keep reading Sally Mann and get extra snuggles from my little Krakens.

If you don't already: you can follow all my adventures, coffee raves, motherly moments and making strives on Instagram @heather_woolery + now on Twitter @heatherwoolery.

Donuts + Coffee + Mountains + Thinking About Color

Go Get Lost | Moscow Mountain, Moscow, IDAHO | All Rights Reserved Heather Woolery 2016

Go Get Lost | Moscow Mountain, Moscow, IDAHO | All Rights Reserved Heather Woolery 2016

Maybe its a cliche thing to do here in the beautiful PNW?  But there is something mentally revitalizing from filling your body up with delicious glazed carbs, too much cream creamy coffee and some fresh PNW air that does a soul so much damn good.  Not to mention it helps my wander prone soul to take a chill pill and get a mini fix.

There comes a point in the week for me, and I'm not sure if it's exactly at the crack of dawn on Monday or midway through Wednesday...but its the undying urge to go and get outside.  To climb something, trek something, and capture it with every form of film possible + not to mention bring my babes along.

Something I have found recently, is that I am so intimately aware of color when I'm outside. I'm aware of how the lighting is changing the color, and how the image will look if I edit it a certain way.  Color + lighting are constantly on my mind while I'm outdoors (even if there's no camera attached to my hand.)

Focus | Moscow Mountain, Moscow, IDAHO | All Rights Reserved Heather Woolery 2016

Focus | Moscow Mountain, Moscow, IDAHO | All Rights Reserved Heather Woolery 2016

The concept of color when it comes to my photography has been a constant struggle.  I love black and white photography.  End of story.  It's classic + crisp...it makes the viewer look at what is truly in the image.  However, color can be so powerful too!  I really faced this struggle while I've been working on the photos I took while in Guatemala...the culture, place, + people were so colorful...but the black + white photos made you REALLY look at the people which was really important to me.  So it was a 50/50 balance of what photos I kept color and which ones I chose to turn black + white.

But MOST photos I take of outdoors usually stay color.  Its an inner struggle that I'm not sure I want to confront just yet.  When I'm doodling, or playing with water color to just play hands on I am drawn to warmer colors like reds, oranges, and yellows but I also love me some Kelly Green's so my love for color is vast and strong in a lot of what I do.

While I was out on Moscow Mountain this past weekend, I gave my two own kids the same Fuji 35mm disposable cameras I had given my students this past week.  I told them the same guild lines as I had given my students...which was nothing.  Take pictures of what you deem beautiful, important to take pictures of and it became this wonderful morning adventure. There was hard lessons of not to take selfies with these cameras because you'll see blue and yellow dots, but there was also wonderful warm lessons of what my children found beautiful in the outdoor setting I myself was taking photos of.  I learned a lot from their small POV and I'm still channeling this in my note book to help me when I get all the cameras back from my other students I handed out last week.

In the pursuit of learning film + stitching it together I started filming my fam. tribes mini adventures and splicing them together into something tangible while also working on the little rocket ship project I started last week.  I've put them below so check um' out!

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Video Time | Banff National Forest Style | 2015

Since I got home from Banff a couple months ago I've been wanting to put a compilation of photos from the trip (some no one besides my wonderful mama has seen) and share them with you - since I mean - I've already shared all my traveling tips with you all.


         here it is...