Bryony Shearmur

Photos and stories from the life of Bryony Shearmur who is a British Photographer living in Los Angeles.
Something shiny for you for christmas…enjoy one and all…see you in 2012..Peace and Love.

Something shiny for you for christmas…enjoy one and all…see you in 2012..Peace and Love.

Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves.
Confucius (504 B.C.)

Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves.

Confucius (504 B.C.)

Picture of the day…

Picture of the day…

Picture of the day…

Picture of the day…

Some days are just like this….in the building of a new project there are bound to be teething problems and today there are teething problems all around. But I have reminded myself that everyone goes through this and I am excited rather than paralyzed. And in the face of the current set back what could be more gorgeous than this.
Sat Nam.

Some days are just like this….in the building of a new project there are bound to be teething problems and today there are teething problems all around. But I have reminded myself that everyone goes through this and I am excited rather than paralyzed. And in the face of the current set back what could be more gorgeous than this.

Sat Nam.

LA.

LA.

Radish.

Radish.

And I draw a Line, to your heart today. From my heart to yours. One Line to keep us safe….
Two nights ago I went to bed and listened to my heart beating, beating so loud and so strong I thought it might burst. 
My heart, the miracle of it and the content within it has become a source of wonder for me lately. The last year has tested my small beating friend and there were times when I spoke to it, tried to soothe it, told it “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry” “just hang on for a little while longer and everything will be OK” And now here I am and things are becoming OK, better than OK, I am expanding at such a rapid rate that I wonder I can keep up with my internal drum.
All things point in one direction, towards the visions I have held inside, towards grand intuition, grand plan, grand life. And it is grand, all of it. 
Tonight I was at the Shrine, a huge and beautiful room full of people, thousands of hearts all there to be released. Bon Iver….what can I say, that most generous of souls and most beautiful of songs. I cried, and danced and thought how amazing that all these souls were there to share. 
These days there are a lot of tears, but all of joy. So I have made a pact with my heart and with my source, they can run the show from now on. 
That said, I wish everyone well.

And I draw a Line, to your heart today. From my heart to yours. One Line to keep us safe….

Two nights ago I went to bed and listened to my heart beating, beating so loud and so strong I thought it might burst. 

My heart, the miracle of it and the content within it has become a source of wonder for me lately. The last year has tested my small beating friend and there were times when I spoke to it, tried to soothe it, told it “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry” “just hang on for a little while longer and everything will be OK” And now here I am and things are becoming OK, better than OK, I am expanding at such a rapid rate that I wonder I can keep up with my internal drum.

All things point in one direction, towards the visions I have held inside, towards grand intuition, grand plan, grand life. And it is grand, all of it. 

Tonight I was at the Shrine, a huge and beautiful room full of people, thousands of hearts all there to be released. Bon Iver….what can I say, that most generous of souls and most beautiful of songs. I cried, and danced and thought how amazing that all these souls were there to share. 

These days there are a lot of tears, but all of joy. So I have made a pact with my heart and with my source, they can run the show from now on. 

That said, I wish everyone well.

What a day. Driving home this evening along Mulholland Drive, a little Al Green on the radio and the sun beginning to set, people stopping at vantage points, others walking their dogs before dinner, I was full  to bursting with the wonder of it all.
I feel the air has changed, that tiny almost imperceptible shift that signifies the end of the year, dare I say it Autumn was in the air and it felt good.
An afternoon of reading and chatting poolside, Dolby throwing the ball into the water for me to fetch (something wrong with that picture) and catching up with friends. I soaked up some sunshine and could  feel the vitamin B doing its work. 
The last few weeks have been all things at once. The skin shedding, the full immersion into the life/death cycle that is essential to all things has left me breathless, but the underlying feeling of well being, of being loved and supported by friends, family and the world at large has been nothing short of miraculous. I feel as if I have been swimming upwards, reconnecting with a new and improved version  of my truest nature and finally my head has broken the surface and I am breathing in the fresh air with huge gulps. 
With this is mind, I move on and into the next chapter with strength and certainty.

What a day. Driving home this evening along Mulholland Drive, a little Al Green on the radio and the sun beginning to set, people stopping at vantage points, others walking their dogs before dinner, I was full  to bursting with the wonder of it all.

I feel the air has changed, that tiny almost imperceptible shift that signifies the end of the year, dare I say it Autumn was in the air and it felt good.

An afternoon of reading and chatting poolside, Dolby throwing the ball into the water for me to fetch (something wrong with that picture) and catching up with friends. I soaked up some sunshine and could  feel the vitamin B doing its work. 

The last few weeks have been all things at once. The skin shedding, the full immersion into the life/death cycle that is essential to all things has left me breathless, but the underlying feeling of well being, of being loved and supported by friends, family and the world at large has been nothing short of miraculous. I feel as if I have been swimming upwards, reconnecting with a new and improved version  of my truest nature and finally my head has broken the surface and I am breathing in the fresh air with huge gulps. 

With this is mind, I move on and into the next chapter with strength and certainty.

From the B reel………delicious

From the B reel………delicious

Another Big Day…

An early start and a quick walk with the puppy. Always so gorgeous first thing in the morning, just me and a few coyotes.

Today we were shooting the Spring Summer Look book for The Battalion. Another knock out collection that I cannot wait to get my hands on, a brilliant model who just brought it all day long. What a gem… well done Kate it was a pleasure.

I don’t know what is going on but the stars are aligning in the best way and the phone is ringing for work, so I feel blessed and happy.

Now I have things to do, a never ending list that I am learning to love.

Tomorrow it’s all labels, and packaging.

Please let me make it to Tahoe this weekend. 

So this is how this is going down…

A preemptive move by someone else and I have been thrown down the rabbit hole. Strange really that things have to come to a head, and we can never tell how that’s going to look. In this case it looks about 7 pounds lighter in all the right places with a nice hawaii tan and a busted knee. Curiously it also looks like all my friends calling me, some that I haven’t spoken to in the last 12 months of isolation and hey presto there they are. 

I have been dishing out compassion and an unconditional amount of pure power and now I turn that light on to myself and I am catapulted into a new unknown, one that is full of my own intuition and feels like home. 

I created a living breathing manifestation of my own psyche and swam around in that for a year, now I am on the opposite shore and while I hate to see it leave I am glad I was strong enough to draw a line.