Month: October, 2010
Another good friend joined the shooting frenzy that was yesterday and I’m so happy that she did!
When she first contacted me about being part of the shoot yesterday, she mentioned that she wanted her children to wear pajamas during the shoot. That was a great idea! In fact, she inspired me to think about how we would style all of these shoots.
And that’s how the bed in the field came about. Thanks for the inspiration, Katie! What could be better for Christmas cards than two amazing boys and a beautiful baby in pajamas in a bed in a field full of prairie grass?
The boys adore their sister and are so protective of her. What a lucky little girl she is. She’ll surely appreciate that when she grows up…………until the boys start calling. Heehee.
Love you guys. Thanks for spending part of your morning with me!
This little 5 year old stole my heart. She had the most delicate personality and sweet disposition. She was quiet but very loving and very, very sweet.
She kept saying “cheese”! Over and over she said “cheese”. It warmed my heart and made me smile each time she said it.
The last photograph is my favorite from this session. It shows a mama and a little girl that love one another to the ends of the earth. And for me, well, that’s why I take photographs of people. Because sometimes I can feel the love. And I love love.
The first time I met this family was last summer and I instantly fell in love with them. Our families are very similar.
Two parents, two little girls and the love of Jesus.
Since I met them last year, I love watching the girls move through school – excited about the new things happening as they grow. We’ve even had the pleasure of seeing them at volleyball matches this year because our older girls both play.
These children are two of the most comfortable children I’ve ever seen in front of a camera. If I wasn’t such a cynic about the entire thing, I’d say they should model for J Crew or something. Seriously. They are just so natural in front of the camera. And their mama knows how to style them insanely well.
I love you guys!
Once or twice before I’ve mentioned here how much it stresses me out to take photographs of people that I love…..of people that I’m in deep relationship with. Mostly because I know them & I know what the photographs should say.
And so when this beloved family arrived, my heart began beating a bit faster. I’ve photographed maternity, new born baby and little girls growing up for them. This time daddy came along and I wanted the photographs to be just right. Because, as a wife and a mama I know how cherished those photographs can become.
Kim, friendships that spring from a love of Jesus are the deepest. And that’s why you and I went deep in friendship so quickly. I remember those first few months, calling one another seventy five times a day. I remember the tears we’ve shed with one another. I remember the joys we’ve shared. And I remember it all with a joyful spirit, thankful for you, your family and our King Jesus.
I love you, sweet K family.
Dear “L” family:
Yesterday our time together was a whirlwind! Thank you from the bottom of my heart for coming out yesterday for your family portraits. And thank you for being so easy going with me. I’m certain you felt a little overwhelmed when you pulled up to the beautiful field and saw a bed in the middle of it. I adore that you didn’t hesitate one bit.
This shoot took place pretty early – 7:45am. When the family got out the car, the little boys were so excited and smiley that I said, “wow! they are in great moods and ready, huh?”
The little boys’ mama said, “oh no, this is crabby”.
These little boys are a joy to be around and if this was them being crabby………well I’d like to have some little boys – only if they are like these little ones, though!
Thank you, W family. I loved our time together. I just wish we had more of it!
Our little Lulu turns eight (8!!) years old next week. When I asked her what she wanted for her birthday, she explained that what she really wants is a horse. And she told the hot, hot, hottie that she would like him to build her a stable in the backyard.
I wondered to myself, how in the world did we get to this place? And then I remembered the bright idea I had to take her to Wyoming and I also recalled that we allowed her to ride our friend’s horse and brought her to see the rodeo cowgirls at Cheyenne Frontier Days. This was our downfall. Except that I did something else that didn’t quite help the cause to keep my baby safe.
For some reason that I can’t explain today, I thought it would be an oh-so-good idea to give her horseback riding lessons for Christmas. What exactly were we thinking? Sitting here today – 10 months after last Christmas mind you – I also recall that I had no intention of buying more lessons after she completed the pack of lessons she received as her Christmas gift.
And then I remembered the smile that appeared on that little girl’s face each day she had a lesson. I also remembered how she really, really loves the horse she gets to ride each time she has a lesson and how she begged, hands folded and all.
So, here we are. A soon-to-be-eight-year-old who tries to conceive of ways to save enough money to buy her own horse, board her own horse and travel to the rodeos with her very own horse. Yes…………she wants to be a rodeo princess. Oh my.
I typically let the hot, hot, hottie take her to her lessons because I can’t bear to watch my baby on 1200 pound animal. However, at her request I went along to her most recent lesson……because she asked me to take photographs for her.
Somedays I spend time wishing for things that cannot be. ’Tis possibly an unhealthy practice but I do it nonetheless.
As a mama, I’ve learned to encourage and to never agree with your child that something can’t be done. For as a mama, I’ve learned to be a cheerleader; an optimist.
However, this wish I have is one that cannot be fulfilled. Not right now. Not on earth.
Today I am yearning to take photographs of my grandmas and grandpas. All four of them have left this earth but they have not left my heart.
I was dreaming today of taking photographs of their hands. Their beautiful, loving hands. Don’t worry, I can see their hard-working, greatest generation hands in my heart. I just can’t see them in my camera.
Gene, Raymond, Frances and Alice. I miss them so bad it hurts.
And to make my heart happy again, I had to make something to remind me of the things that I am able to capture with my camera.
How does your mind work? Are you analytical about everything? Do you just take things as they come? Do you live only in the moment and let everyone else worry about the future? Does your mind let you rest?
Despite the fact that I’ve seen the physiology of the brain many times, I envision mine like a system of cogs and gears – constantly spinning & interlocked. One thought enters and it starts spinning through the maze of gears and before it’s been dealt with, another one enters.
I promise you that it’s not because I’m really smart or deep or anything as glamorous as that. Maybe just the opposite. When a thought enters the myriad of cogs and gears, it takes some time before I can let it go. The good news is that it does end up getting worked out up there in the system of gears and then it can make it’s way into my heart and it can settle there.
The entire process, however, is exhausting. Does the mere fact that I’ve written what I have thus far exhaust you? I’m sorry. Really, I am.
There are two things that help me get the thoughts through all of the gears that I keep mentioning.
Scripture. God’s very own words. They help me make sense of everything. Is there a word more encompassing than everything? Because I mean everything. I’ll attach some truth that God has spoken to the thought and then it settles in. And that’s a sweet gift.
The other help that I’ve found is being able to rummage through old photographs. I go back into my files to those photographs that I passed over during the proofing process the first time around. I usually find a few that I adore even more than those I chose initially.
So this morning, with lots of cogs and gears moving at a rapid pace, I went looking.
And it was therapeutic. And I am grateful.