e're sitting in a window seat, the two of us. Sharing the small space the white leather sofa provides ensures we tied at the hip. I like the way that sounds. As if there's a piece of invisible string connecting us together. In a Brighton hotel room. We've been in England three days so far and I feel like we fit right in. Well, except the whole accent thing.
We're headed to London soon, but--until then--we're enjoying time by the seaside and working on seeing the world differently. Together.
few days ago I discovered Martha Stewart launched a line of dog apparel. Once JD turned away, I grabbed what I could and darted for the register. Despite my logical arguments as to why baby blue is totally Polo's color, JD thinks clothes are best left for humans. Silly, boy.
Hey, Martha, sweetie poo, in case you're in search for a dog model, we got you covered...
Out + About
Just a quick note letting you know I'll be out of the country until July 24, 2011. I'll be meeting amazing photographers in London while teaching a photography workshop and I'm SO excited! I have limited internet access, so I'll like be responding to all email upon my return. I hope to blog my adventures, so I'd love to have you along for the crazy ride!
Loss + Loving for DNA
called and invited him to lunch on Saturday. We'll do dim sum, your favorite, I said. We ordered the usual Chinese delicacies in steaming tin containers and he used his chopsticks to punctuate the air as he recounted a memory of his mother. My grandmother. How she cooked with lard instead of oil and the smell it left behind, in the curtains and the rug. It became a familiar scent in my father's childhood home.
My grandmother passed away last week, after months of failing health. When I heard the news, my heart ached. For my dad. Due to reasons beyond my understanding, my grandmother chose to distance herself from my siblings and me, so I assumed her departure wouldn't sting too much. But it did. I wasn't sad for physical loss, per se, but for the loss of connection. My father's connection to someone I didn't really know, yet somehow loved because of his fondness of her. I suppose that's how family sometimes works...loving because of DNA.
As he spoke of funeral arrangements, I stopped him mid-sentence and thanked him. For allowing his children to grieve in their own way and showing us how to lose a parent with grace.
Shooting Star : Formal Family Wedding Photos
esterday was one of those days when I knew I shouldn't be working, but there was a lot to do. Or, if you heard me talking to JD, it might have sounded like THERE'S JUSTSOMUCHTO DOOOOOOOO and since I was being extra dramatic I probably would've complained how my pants felt tighter. They shrunk, trust me.
After church in the morning and work around the house, we packed our bags and headed to the beach. After all, it was Sunday and we needed to rest. Of course I couldn't end a perfect day without asking JD if he edited the latest installment of Shooting Star. He pulled the pillow over his head, which meant yes. And he loves me. At least that's what I'm guessing it means.
This week's installment of Shooting Star will address:
*How I photograph family formal photos at weddings in 25 minutes.
*The conversation I have with the bride before the wedding to explain the process.
*The list of family portrait photos I capture on the wedding day.
*What lens I use during family formals.
*Photographing divorced/mixed families.
*What light set-up I use. This is the off-camera light set-up I reference to in the video.
*How I get family cooperation.
As a quick side note, I just want to take a time to express my sincerest appreciation for family photos on a wedding day. As a bride myself, I truly understand their long-standing value and importance. In fact, it's an honor to document the blending of families and the creation of a new branch on the family tree. If you'd like to read more about photography formal family photos at weddings, definitely check out this blog post where I explain this process further and use photo examples!