As a photographer, I think it's really important to capture moments and that is what I try to do anytime I pick up my camera. Time moves so quickly and that is especially true with children. If you blink you could miss what feels like a whole lifetime of these moments. Posed pics are great, but I also think that candids are equally important because they give us insight in to who the subject is. You get to see some personality and what they like (for these 2, Dr. Seuss is a big hit!) When working with kids, I think the best way to capture those really organic smiles and "kid" moments and personalities is just to let them run around and be themselves, so that's what we did here. I had the best time with these two! They just turned 1 and 2, respectively, so they had lots of energy and they were just so adorable and so much fun. We had some props and snacks, and a few different outfits to try on, but I really just let them do their own thing and snapped away. They were so good and so cute, I could have easily taken a million pictures; I definitely look forward to watching them grow and photographing them through out all the different stages of their lives. I think that I captured some really great moments with both kids (and one or two with Mom and Dad as well- I couldn't resist!) I hope you enjoy them as much as I enjoyed taking them! Above and below are 3 of my favorites from the day, but please check out their full gallery HERE.
I took these pictures last summer on a weekday afternoon. I was on my way home from work on my regular route and I decided to stop and pull into one of the lots I pass every day. It was on the water, so I figured it would be fun to explore. What I found was something pretty cool- a nautical scene reminiscent of a shipwreck out of a pirate movie (sidebar: I love pirates). Granted there was no actual ship present, but the way the old fence was distorted and covered in seaweed, it reminded me of a shipwreck, so I decided to photograph it as such. I love the lighting and the colors that came through and I always love anything nautical. This was a simple shoot right in my back yard, but one I find very beautiful all the same. That's the thing I love about art. It doesn't have to be complicated to be enjoyable and you don't have to go very far to find it; you just have to be willing to see the beauty in everything around you :) TO ENJOY THE BEAUTY OF THIS SHOOT, CLICK HERE!
Here is a sneak peek at one of my upcoming galleries. Stay tuned for more to come!
[gallery type="slideshow" ids="1424,1421,1423"] This past October, I visited Hanover, NH for the day with a friend. It happened to be the 50th Anniversary of the Hopkins Center of the Arts (HOP) at Dartmouth College, of which we were unaware until we heard music playing in the square. It was dark and we were exploring some of the old buildings, so it startled us; it sounded like it was coming right out of the sky. We thought it might be some kind of performance, so we followed the music and it led us to the HOP. There was a video being projected right on the building itself. It was a piece called Five Windows by a British artist named Ross Ashton. There are a few segments to the video, capturing dance and colors and then there was a segment of geometric shapes and blueprints of the building being built up and deconstructed. It was very cool. It played on a loop throughout the night and we found ourselves repeatedly drawn to the exhibit, along with countless other interested spectators, including the couple in this series of photos. I tried to capture the final 3 frames of the video as it tore across the screen until there was nothing left. I edited the series to coincide with the movement of the original piece and I have to say, I kind of like it!
I recently attended a close friend's wedding on the island of Vieques in Puerto Rico. It was such a wonderful trip and not just because of the beautiful island or amazing resort where we stayed (Thank you W! ) but because of the people who were there and the love we were there to celebrate. It felt like an extended family of 33 and it was perfect. There are plenty of pics to come but here is one of my personal favorites. It features Shannon (sister of my friend, one of the grooms) at the welcome BBQ down on the beach! I think it really captures the fun spirit of the night and the excitement of what was to come. I am calling this shot "All Grown Up" because I met Shannon many years ago when she was a young teenager. We were always buddies in passing, as I was always sleeping on the family couch during college breaks, and I always thought she was cute and fun but she has grown into such a beautiful, wonderful woman who is supportive and loving to her family and friends which is the best way to be. She is also a lot of fun (just like her brother) which is another reason why I love this shot. I loved getting to know Shannon all over again, and all grown up :)
[gallery link="file" columns="4"] Remember in the 80's when people used the phrase "TGIF" to describe literally every Friday? Well, this week is one that completely reinforces the meaning of the acronym. I decided in celebration of my week from hell coming to a close, I would express how my week has been and more importantly, how I would like it to end in a series of photos I am calling simply, "the storm".
Summer means many different things to different people. To some, it means never leaving the beach and sun-kissed hair. To those who are fair-skinned, it means SPF 70, floppy hats, and freckles! Now that summer is in full swing, I figured I would do a weekly post that highlights something that summer means to me. First up? Laundry! Well, sort of. One of my most vivid summer memories from when I was a kid is the laundry line in my grandma's back yard. I always loved to bury my face in the sheets as she stripped them warm and fresh from the line. My mom always used to say "there's nothing like the smell of laundry dried in the sun" and she was right! I loved it (and still do!) I had a laundry line in my own back yard growing up as well. I remember playing tag with my friends and running through the newly cleaned sheets, my hands all covered in dirt. I also remember getting in trouble for ruining the nice clean sheets. As I got older, I remember hanging that laundry and taking it down to fold- my chores- and the pinch of the clothes pins when I accidentally caught my finger.
This simple photo takes me back to those summer days- the fresh, clean smell of the laundry at Grandma's and running through those hanging sheets in my own back yard. It makes me long for a laundry line of my own....someday, in my dream home :)
What does summer mean to you?
I have been a busy bee lately and not posting, so I figured I would share a photo I took just for fun. Coincidentally, I took this on my last trip to Philadelphia, where I am headed this weekend for a visit and a few shoots! I loved the look of the orchid against the tiles so I took a few and had fun playing around with some editing. Check out the rest here. I have been taking plenty of photos and am excited to share them as soon as I go through them all. Coming soon? Photos from my trip to Montreal, a portrait shoot, AND my first attempt at both engagement photos and maternity photos. Very exciting!
I love these pictures because they feature one of my favorite people in the whole world. I am extremely lucky to have about 10 amazing "best friends" in my life, but today, on March 26, I want to celebrate one. This is a friendship that began on a middle school bus on the way home from a singing competition about 20 years ago. Since that fateful ride home together, we have seen each other through good times, hard times, loss, accomplishments, fear, relationships, rocky roads, incredible JOYs, and music. I can't wait to see what the next 20 hold. For Bethany on her birthday, with love...
I spent 2 hours today exploring and shooting the grounds of the old Medfield State Hospital. Why? Because old mental institutions are interesting and haunting and provide lots of cool "stuff" to shoot? Yeah, of course. But I mainly went there for personal reasons. My cousin and I have spent the better part of the last year researching our family history and we discovered that our great-great-grandmother was a patient there for 40 years. Crazy right? Even crazier still is the back story that we uncovered through research and the memories that these facts brought to the surface in some of our older relatives. It turns out that our great-great-grandfather had our great great-grandmother, Ellen, committed in 1900 and he told their children that she died. Ellen wasn't ill; she was perfectly sane. We don't know why he put her away, just that she lived most of her time there with no visitors because everyone thought she was dead. Years later, their son (my great-grandfather) found out that she was still alive and had been living a mere 35 minutes away in the hospital. He and my great-grandmother immediately went to see Ellen and wanted her to go home and live with them, but she refused. This was her home; these people were her friends and served as her family for 40 years. She couldn't just leave them, so she stayed and that's where she died in 1941. Ironically, she outlived her husband by a mere 3 months, true poetic justice, considering the circumstances.
Naturally, my cousin and I were anxious to see this place which had such deep roots in our family, but we were also a little freaked out. Ellen's story is extremely sad, but it feels worse because she was family and she was wronged by family. That's not exactly what we hoped we would find when we began this search so many months ago. I assumed going there would be difficult, but still something we needed to do in order to truly research our roots. The hospital closed down almost 10 years ago so we were unsure what we would find when got there.
To say we were surprised is an understatement. I think it helped that we went in the middle of the day. It wasn't dark, gloomy or rainy, so that definitely toned down the creep factor. What we found were brick buildings, beautiful even in their decrepid state, and sprawling grounds, covered with numerous varieties of trees and other natural beauty. Contrary to what I thought I would feel when I got there, I wasn't scared and I didn't feel an overwhelming sadness. It felt kind of incredible to know that I was walking the same paths that my great-great-grandmother walked over 100 years ago and even though I know that bad things happened in some of those buildings, it felt more like a community in the way the grounds were laid out. I know that in its day, it must have been really beautiful to look at, regardless of what was going on behind some of those doors. This might sound strange but it made me feel a little better to know that Ellen at least lived in a pretty place, even if she didn't really belong there. And despite the fact that she was forced to live away from her children in a place riddled with illness, I am kind of comforted to know that she was able to find a sense of family, and I hope, some kind of happiness. I have to believe that this is why she chose to stay.
I can't say I left the grounds feeling good because Ellen's story didn't change; it only became more real. Nonetheless, I was glad I went. I AM glad I went. I know that Ellen's story will never be hidden again. I lived a piece of my history simply by being there and I captured it in photos that I can share with the rest of my family. Because of this visit, I am more connected to my past and I know that my pictures will forever keep me connected to my future and that feels really good.
For more photos from this shoot, click here.