Gratitude

When asked what I like to photograph I usually say “people” because “gratitude” would be a weird answer.  It is, truthfully, what I love photographing most and is probably what made this my fav shoot of the year to date. And I’ve never seen it or felt it more honest or more raw than right…

coming next Sunday: FPD Falls Church

Cherry Hill Park was “our park” when we first moved to the DC area three years ago.  I have fond memories of playing on the playground with my son and throwing the frisbee to our dog in the big open space.  There was one day when Fiver decided the green play house would be a…

Outside and In

I think I open every post about belly pics the same way:  I talk about the challenge of it.  I’m sure its no picnic going the staged photography route either, I mean there’s a pretty fine line between the art of Queen Beh and the disasters that become the next post on Awkward Family Photos!…

More soon. (And deep thoughts on Game of Thrones.)

Hello there, patient readers, clients and friends! I know its been awhile.  There’s  a lot to share picture-wise, I’ve been an awfully busy girl.  The delay, then?  I’ve been spending my time under the hood, rebuilding the engine so that the instruments of my one-woman-band are equipped to play to the beat of my own…

18 shoots and counting

Its considered a job interview classic: “Where do you see yourself in five years?”  Had Amy and I asked each other that very question while she was carrying Brayden well over fiver years ago, would we have guessed that I would still be coming over on a regular basis, camera slung over my shoulder and…

Cole is Becoming a Big Brother

What a cruel Virginia summer to be pregnant!  There have been enough heat waves, severe thunderstorms and power outages to make labor look kind.  And Julie, bless her heart, is a trooper. It was a good shoot for playing indoors so we began with one of two-year old Cole’s very favorite things to play with:…

Eleven, eleven, eleven and the birth of Reyna Joy

(I’ve had permission to share this for a long time but its taken months to find my voice.) Dearest Reyna:  The leaves danced in the road the day you were born.  The sun was warm on my shoulder but the air was brisk.  We had waited for your birth day to come for so long,…