Stumbling Up The Mountain

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Stumbling Up The Mountain by Melodie Yvonne Ramey

I find it amazing how some people can affect us in such fundamental ways in the blink of an eye, while others can be in our lives our entire existence like that of a sturdy mountainside that blocks your view of the sun, but can never quite keep you from growing.

I met a boy. One of the most beautiful boys I’ve ever met… And I didn’t know it. Later I found out why I couldn’t see how wonderful he was. It was because I realized looking at him was like looking at a reflection of myself, and at that time I just didn’t like myself that much. By the time I realized I had fallen it was too late, and I left him at the top of the hill while I ran away, stumbling back to that mountain for cover.

It’s hard to tell how long I’ll be able to stay here in its shadow. I’m like the Trans Am that you buy for fun, but you really just can’t get up those mountain roads without that Toyota 4Runner, and that’s something I’m never going to be.

So it’s funny how some people can affect you so much. Some people stay in our lives for decades, and then some are so much more… Some can change the entire structure of your being in a two-hour car ride, and nothing will ever be the same.

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Melodie Yvonne Ramey, owner, editor, & contributor at Photographic Melodie, grew up in the small southern Indiana town of North Vernon. She picked up her first camera at the young age of 5, and was immediately hooked. Every trip, even just to the local park, was turned into a fantasy scene of her own imagination that would later be turned into epic tales in word and photos.

Melodie spent her teen years learning from and mentoring under professionals such as Richard Young, John Sheckler, and The Grand Conundrum. She received an Associates of Applied Science in Visual Technologies majoring in Photography from Ivy Tech in 2002 after studying under acclaimed professors such as Hoosier photographer Darryl Jones, Jonathan Wilson, and many other masters in the field.

Melodie’s main focus has always been music photography. Growing up with photography and listening to amazing musicians inspired her dream to create visual images that made people feel the way they do when they hear the music. She wanted to help people SEE the music by capturing every magical moment of concerts that she could only dream about as she gazed into music magazines like Rolling Stone and Spin.

Melodie has done numerous jobs around the country ranging from working for bands to even being the official photographer on many southern Indiana Poker Runs. Her specialties are in nature, music, and candid event photography, as well as one of a kind photographic creations. Melodie published her first print book Photographic Memories: In the Beginning, a collection of poetry, in 2011, and has since published 2 more print works, Photographic Memories: Meet me in the Middle and Hoosier Heavens, her first photo book. Melodie currently acts as publisher, editor & lead contributor at Photographic Melodie and does freelance work with many other media outlets, venues, and artists.

Melodie says, “I started out with a Tweety bird camera and a dream and I never let go. I will always love photography and the vessel it has given me to share the images of my heart and mind with the world. I have found that every single person on this earth visualizes the world in very different ways. Some people are optimists, some are pessimists. Some people are daydreamers, and others keep their feet firmly planted on the ground. Photography allows me to show some of these different visualizations. It allows the rationalist to see that it’s okay to dream, it can show the monsters hidden in the dark, and it can show even the saddest of people that there is still joy in the world.”

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