Any photo shoot will keep you on your toes, but photographing teens really will! They have way more energy than you probably do, they are very creative, and they LOVE to have fun.
Recently we did this fun shoot in the city and had a blast!
(And that crown she brought…I love it! It was just perfect for that look we were going for!)


Summer Beauty

What a beautiful day we had for this photoshoot. The weather was perfect, everything is a beautiful green color, and we managed to avoid the snake that decided to cross our path in the prairie grass! 

An Old City

We have accumulated stuff that we hold onto. Whether it’s life experiences, old clothes, photographs of people we don’t know, old letters, things that clutter our homes and our minds. 
I save things. 
I like old things. 
If it is a lot older than I am I will find a special place for it in my home and in my heart. 
There are people who say “I love vintage!” but they mean the 50’s or 60’s. My love for all things vintage extends way beyond that time. 
I recently came across some old contact sheets. In film photography days you would make a contact sheet of the images from the negatives. But these contact sheets weren’t just ordinary contact sheets. Oh no, they were much more. 
They were beautiful. They were magical. 
They were Paris in the late 1920’s or early 1930’s.
I fell in love with these images. They made me love vintage even more. They made my soul yearn to fly off to Paris. They made me wish that the scenario in Midnight in Paris could happen. 
To step back into Paris during it’s Golden Age. 
To be among artists, writers, poets, and some of the most amazing minds.

If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, 

it stays with you, 
for Paris is a moveable feast.
~Ernest Hemingway

“But Paris was a very old city and we were young and nothing was simple there, not even poverty, nor sudden money, nor the moonlight, nor right and wrong nor the breathing of someone who lay beside you in the moonlight.” 
~Ernest Hemingway

Happy Halloween!

Thy soul shall find itself alone
'Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone;
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy.

Be silent in that solitude,
Which is not loneliness — for then
The spirits of the dead, who stood
In life before thee, are again
In death around thee, and their will
Shall overshadow thee; be still.

The night, though clear, shall frown,
And the stars shall not look down
From their high thrones in the Heaven
With light like hope to mortals given,
But their red orbs, without beam,
To thy weariness shall seem
As a burning and a fever
Which would cling to thee for ever.

Now are thoughts thou shalt not banish,
Now are visions ne'er to vanish;
From thy spirit shall they pass
No more, like dew-drop from the grass.

The breeze, the breath of God, is still,
And the mist upon the hill
Shadowy, shadowy, yet unbroken,
Is a symbol and a token.
How it hangs upon the trees,
A mystery of mysteries!

Edgar Allan Poe (Spirits of the Dead)