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KTBee Photography Just a 🇨🇦 girl chasing roads 🚗, hoarding photos 📸, and unapologetically oversharing details and stories 📖
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I spend a lot of time wishing I was more technical.As a person who takes pictures, I look at people who can explain ever...
06/05/2026

I spend a lot of time wishing I was more technical.

As a person who takes pictures, I look at people who can explain every camera setting, every lighting technique, every editing trick, and I think:
"Why can't my brain work like that?"

I've bought the books.

I've tried to watch the videos.

I've been able to read exactly one page of some of those books. And for a long time, I've thought that meant I was doing it wrong.

Maybe that's why this has been rattling around in my head lately.

This isn't just a photography thing.

Sometimes it feels like I'm standing at the fence wishing I had the skills or techniques that people on the other side have.

From where I'm standing, it looks like they do things so effortlessly.

And somewhere along the way, I started to believe that meant I wasn't good enough.

The world gave me a measuring stick, and I started using it on myself.

But why does their way of doing things automatically become the standard by which I judge my own?

The little kid version of me wasn't asking:

"How do I fit in?"

She was asking:

"What does Katie want to do?"

Maybe "adult" me (I use that term loosely) is trying to reclaim some of that while still learning from the world.

Because there is value in technical knowledge, experience, and expertise.

But there is also value in curiosity, individuality, experimentation, and personal style.

I'm beginning to think the danger is when we start believing one matters more than the other.

Different isn't the same as wrong.

I just want to stop judging myself for doing things my own way.

Maybe that's the lesson.

Or maybe it's just something I've needed to hear myself.

To just keep walking.

As myself.

Not everything needs a story.No questionable life choices were made while capturing these beauties.Just flowers. 🌸 🌸    ...
06/02/2026

Not everything needs a story.
No questionable life choices were made while capturing these beauties.
Just flowers. 🌸
🌸

Well… I did it again. This time, it was more intentional.I was drinking and decided I could definitely take better pictu...
05/30/2026

Well… I did it again. This time, it was more intentional.

I was drinking and decided I could definitely take better pictures this time around. It was a challenge I couldn't resist. My plan was simple: walk home from my friend’s place with headphones in, music up, just vibing and stopping whenever something caught my eye.

I made it about 1km before my friend, Shelley, and her brother-in-law tracked me down and basically forced me into the car. I allowed it mostly because there were two hills ahead and I’m not built for unnecessary cardio.

When we reached the top of the second hill, I told them I was close enough to walk the rest. What they didn’t know was that I still had about 5km left😂

The walk delivered though. Clear skies, little roadside plants, graveyard ambiance, shoes hanging from overhead wires, and one random guy aggressively losing an argument with himself.

I only had my phone with me, so the photos aren’t exactly crispy, but some of them turned out surprisingly decent considering the circumstances.

Because, you know… the goal is always to keep getting better at things 😏

Eventually I made it home, collapsed on the couch, and was immediately claimed by my house panther like I was furniture 🐈‍⬛😴

We had our first wicked storm of the 2026 season. Every 5 to 10 minutes, my phone was screaming with that loud, annoying...
05/23/2026

We had our first wicked storm of the 2026 season. Every 5 to 10 minutes, my phone was screaming with that loud, annoying emergency alert noise because of tornado warnings.

Naturally, the second I heard the warning, I grabbed my drone and ran outside… like any stable, well-adjusted person would do.

The clouds were ominous and absolutely mesmerizing. I stood out there completely fascinated until my drone controller started screaming about high winds and the very real possibility that McFly was about to get launched into another postal code.

I brought him down and ran inside just as the rain started pouring down. My little house panther and I stared out the living room window, monitoring the apocalypse. The rain was coming down sideways and thunder rattled the house. I thought for sure, this was my moment.

Fun fact: I’ve wanted to see a tornado ever since I watched Twister in 1996. Still one of my favourite movies to this day.

With every new alert, my heart raced with anticipation.

Unfortunately for my storm-chasing dreams, and fortunately for literally everyone else, the tornado never showed up here.

But after all the chaos passed, the sky exploded into one of the most beautiful sunsets I’ve ever seen.

Tiny reminders that beauty survives every winter.Even if spring in Ontario keeps hitting the snooze button 🙄
05/15/2026

Tiny reminders that beauty survives every winter.
Even if spring in Ontario keeps hitting the snooze button 🙄

𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗢𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗼𝗮𝗱There comes a point where your thoughts stop arriving gently and start crashing into each other lik...
05/09/2026

𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗢𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗼𝗮𝗱
There comes a point where your thoughts stop arriving gently and start crashing into each other like crossed wires.

I know this feeling.

The overthinking. The mental static. The sudden urge to disappear for a while.

This is usually the part where I run… or technically, I drive.

The urge to leave isn’t always about escaping life. Sometimes it’s about trying to regulate in a way that works for me.

Somewhere along the road, my thoughts slow down. The world outside the window starts moving instead of my mind moving in circles.

Even though my brain is searching for silence, perspective, and the reset… I can’t just leave right now.

I started something new. Something I actually really like.

So now I’m sitting with the feeling instead of outrunning it.

Before, my instinct was: “Leave.”
Now it’s: “I want to leave… but I also kinda want to stay.”

And that feels new. Like it means something.

Still though… Every time life starts getting too loud, this feeling comes back.

Transmission overload.

Too much noise. Not enough silence

As requested by a few people, I have made a book! They are $40. If anyone is interested, please let me know. If it requi...
04/30/2026

As requested by a few people, I have made a book! They are $40. If anyone is interested, please let me know. If it requires shipping, I can find out the costs. I only have 3 left but I can order more if needed. Here is a preview!

I made a decision.Not a good one.But a decision nonetheless.Honestly though, good decisions are not my forte.And since t...
04/27/2026

I made a decision.
Not a good one.
But a decision nonetheless.
Honestly though, good decisions are not my forte.

And since there ain’t no shame in my game… I’m going to tell you about it.

After being unexpectedly let go from my job of 5 years, a few colleagues and I went out for dinner, drinks, and what I’m pretty sure was UNO… or Skip-Bo…

At some point, I went with the DD to drop a friend off…
and then just… left the vehicle.

Like I had a destination.
Or a plan.

I had neither.

But in my defense, outside looked magical.
The fog was doing things.
The roads were empty.
And the voice in my head… which sounded suspiciously like me… was whispering,
“you’re absolutely crushing this.”

I was not.

Pro tip: manual focus and beer goggles are not a power couple.

Not a single photo is in focus.
Not one.
Not even by accident.

And yet…

I still looked at them and thought,
“yeah… these are kind of a vibe.”
So here we are.
A series of photos that make absolutely no technical sense,

This is what happens when confidence outweighs skill…
and nobody is there to stop you.

Proof, once again, that bad decisions make great stories.

Winter’s last few pages
04/21/2026

Winter’s last few pages

A chapter ended. No warning. Not how I planned. Not how I would’ve chosen.Just… done.But it wasn’t the end of the story....
04/18/2026

A chapter ended. No warning. Not how I planned. Not how I would’ve chosen.
Just… done.

But it wasn’t the end of the story.

I won’t get into details, but I will say this.
Sometimes what feels like a loss is just a redirection you didn’t see coming.

And sometimes, it starts because someone paid attention long enough to notice you were worth the risk.

So here I am. In a place I didn’t expect to be.
Same life. Different chapter.

A new beginning I’m genuinely grateful for, and a reminder that there are still good people who want to see you succeed.

Life doesn’t ask for permission before flipping the page…
but maybe the next chapter is better than the one you thought was ending.

Sunrise. A door closed. Sunset.
Not an ending. Just a transition.

So… turn the page. Let’s see what happens next 🤷🏻‍♀️


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