Mom’s Day is a couple sets of 24 hours away. Sort of sad that we only take one day out of the 365 to say thanks for all that our mothers do for us. But it’s a time to acknowledge and give thanks for all of the things that go unnoticed. Continue reading “Brook & Arabella | Mother’s Day”
Kristen and I have often teased that we’re really the same person, somehow ending up in two separate bodies. We rarely get surprised anymore when we order the same food, love the same movie, want to explore the same place. She’s been one of my dearest and closest friends for many years. You know, the kind that just sense when they need to call you and make sure you’re ok, without being asked.
Or send ridiculous GIFs to freak me out in the middle of a text conversation.
So being given the chance to see her interact with the love of her life, and photographing that relationship, was beyond amazing. An honor, really. Continue reading “Kristen & Eric”
25. No joke is too stupid to tell if it elicits a laugh.
24. Flattery will get you everywhere during a photo session. Continue reading “What Photography Has Taught Me”
1. Thou shalt remember at all times that this is not the first time your client has been marketed for this very product.
Have patience with us. If we blow off your efforts to sell us the latest and greatest, just keep in mind that this is probably the 7th time in the last month we’ve been approached. So give us space. And when you do offer, let us know in your own words, not scripted, why what you’re selling is gonna be so great. Continue reading “The Ten Social Media Commandments For Stay-at-Home Entrepreneurs”
Summer camp. 2002. Tennessee.
And three disposable Fuji-film point and shoot cameras. Continue reading “For the Love of Prints”
“What do you want for Christmas?”
I think I’ve asked that question to every child that’s come into the studio this holiday season.
And I’ve heard everything from legos to a dinosaur that shall be called Sam.
Funny how we stop asking adults that question.
Continue reading “And So This Is Christmas”
Dear 30-year old Me,
Let’s talk. Continue reading “Dear 30-Year Old Me”