Archive for 'seniors'

April 30, 2011

i had SO MUCH fun with this senior session. elizabeth has an incredible personality and we had a great time together. i felt like i’d known her for a long time and luckily she found me entertaining. ;) i know the future holds beautiful things for this girl who lives out loud and with lots of love radiating from every bit of herself. it was hard narrowing down my favorites but here are a few that jumped out at me…
good luck on your journey! i know you’ll go far…

September 17, 2010

i could ramble on about the many thoughts that have been floating around in my head and how they got there. and i just might. if you know me you know i think a lot. maybe too much? that one of my biggest struggles is turning my head off. i went to a photography conference on monday and was inspired by a particular speaker to not hold back on who i am. i suppose the more i feel that this blog is actually read, the less i want to say, if that makes any sense. i don’t want to offend anyone, i don’t want to push anyone away, i want people to like me, i don’t want people to think i suck, etc. she said no matter if it’s good or bad, you are connecting. it is your voice. at the end of the day, me is all i can be and if you really know me, i don’t hold in what i’m thinking or feeling. hardly ever. so i’m going to start putting more of myself out there. if you like it, awesome. if you don’t, well… ya win some ya lose some, right?


so i’m getting busier! this is a good thing. i’ve been doing a lot more sessions and every time i am behind my camera i am in love. that is no lie. i can be having a blah day, feeling completely uninspired and i start shooting and everything changes. by the end i am energized in a way i can’t describe. i remember the first time i did a family session like it was yesterday. i came home from having a total AH HA moment and i was like this is what i’m supposed to do! it was one of those things i just knew. and i don’t just know many things. like what i want to eat, or wear, or go, or do, or see, or what to make for dinner, really anything that requires a decision. especially absolutes. and forevers. i am indecisive to the core. but this, i know. so back to being busy. it’s awesome and scary all at the same time. 


as i lay in bed last night my mind was racing. i have so many photos i need to edit, i need to blog, i want to make a photo book of zoe’s first year of life, and second, branding, sushi, why did i have a super caffeinated chai tea latte at my 7:30PM meeting, what if that bride didn’t like me, i need to update my website, should i start potty training tomorrow… i took a deep breath but my exhale was broken into small forced breaths. i couldn’t relax. jesse was laying next to me and i whispered, sometimes i don’t know if i can do this. just saying it allowed me to breathe again. he is the voice of reason and a rock that keeps me… well, sane. he helped slow my mind down and we made some plans. he’s a fixer, so we devised ways that i could overcome my workload, grow my business, still stay home with my baby, AND be happy. we solved my world’s problems from our bed. but i still couldn’t sleep. so however crazy this may sound, sometimes i make him tell me a bedtime story to go to sleep. yes, it’s childish and no, i don’t care. it helps. for those brief moments of his (by the way, awesome!) fairytales my mind can wander to this perfectly simple, childlike, dream world. and if you wanted to know, the fairytale was about a bunny rabbit and a grasshopper.


i’ve tried to type out the story but it just doesn’t work. in essence, the grasshopper was having a bad day and was weary and hungry and tired. she reluctantly asked the bunny rabbit for help. the bunny rabbit told her she could hitch a ride on his back and he carried her to where she could eat and rest, and they had a cool adventure along the way. in the world of metaphors, i was totally the grasshopper. and he was the bunny rabbit. usually the stories are of monkeys and fairies, but i didn’t ask questions. and then i fell asleep. peacefully.

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September 15, 2010
i love this girl like family. i remember it like it was yesterday… i walked in my front door from my last day of school as a senior in high school. i was STOKED. that is an understatement. i open the door and my sister and her best friend christie, who were fifth graders at the time, are sobbing on the steps right inside the front door. my heart sank. i literally thought someone died. if you know my sister, she… doesn’t cry. like, if she broke both of her arms and all of her toes at the same time she’d be like “i’m good.” but she was bawling. they were consoling each other and i was confused. i immediately cried out, “what happened?” and through their cute little fifth grader gasps and tears they said, “we… don’t… want… to… leave… richie… elementary… school!” and then a flood of more tears. it was pretty much THE cutest thing i’ve ever seen. and if they knew then what they know now… this year they will be graduating from high school, and they are women in my book. they’ve stayed best friends, and even through different cliques and their (pretty much) opposite personalities, there is love like nothing else. through their friendship christie has become like a sister to me. she inspires me. she’s creative, brilliant, free-spirited, hilarious, stunningly gorgeous and simultaneously so humble, and happy to be uniquely herself. i love it. we went out to dinner after this session and my shoulders and upper back were hurting from laughing so much. how does that even happen? meet christie.
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