I have been studying and learning and trying so many different programs lately that I think my brain is in blah overload. I sit infront of my photoshop, windows media player, photo albums, hot chocolate, and just weep sometimes. I am so overwhelmed sometimes with the beauty that I have in my own life, and being able to photograph these two beautiful children on a daily basis, in their element, on their own, and I want the same for my clients, for their children, for their beautiful growing bellies. I don't just want to snap a photo, make it look pretty, and sell it to you. My desire is to take as long as I can to find that YOU moment. There is this child growing inside and you love that child and I want to capture that love, even if it takes hours. It scares me to think that I will miss the moment, or get frustrated with the light, or that you will feel uncomfortable.
I'm listening to the music that I will be putting on the maternity/newborn dvds. It's beautiful. It makes me want to hold my babies. Hopefully it will make you want to hold yours. It makes me want another baby, and it saddens me that there are so many babies in heaven that weren't able to be held.
I've been thinking a lot about that lately...I don't know how to even say it properly without sounding ignorant or flippant. If for some reason, God forbid, there are complications with your pregnancy or with someone you know, and their baby is not going to make it, I am willing to do free maternity/newborn/birth shots. I want your baby to be held, and if I can do that with my camera, please please let me know. You will get the same package as anyone else, but it will be free...
I have a budding photograher son. He's a poser when the camera is around, and he loves to hold the camera, so I let him take a picture of me. This is how it turned out...
Yesterday we took a trip down to the train tracks where I overcame my fear of moving trains, and actually let my family play on the tracks. Dumb idea #1. You should probably never let your kid, who still topples over once in a while, play near really hard metal surfaces. He scraped the top of his head. Luckily the train schedule allowed us this fun photoshoot. My friend Jax, as always, is my perfect model. And this time, even though it was 15 degrees, I didn't make her wear a tiny little dress. We had a blast! Unfortunately Misha was not able to be with us. She was at her grandma's for the day.
