I’ve enjoyed watching Maria’s evolution from a technophobe to an accomplished photographer and videographer.

She loves her Monday morning videos and the ones she takes during the week. When I worked in  TV, we called reviewing a tape “post-production,” and I kid Maria all the time that after she shoots a video, she goes into post-production, usually surrounded by cats and chickens.

She wants to sit to be just so, and if it isn’t, it gets deleted.

It’s a new ritual on the farm, a new way to be creative, a new way for her to deepen and grow in her own and her appreciation of nature, art, animals, and of our lives together.

She takes her post-production very seriously. After she shoots the video, nothing – I mean nothing – interrupts the process until her post-production is done. I stay out of her way.

During PP, she is lost in thought, focused and undistractable. One animal or another is always looking over her shoulder to see what she’s going through.

When it comes to post-production and creativity, we are in sync; we speak in one voice. This is the first time in my life that this has happened to me. I don’t take it for granted. This morning, I couldn’t resist this post-production shot.

The artist at work.