Posted on April 26, 2011
I hope everyone had a lovely Easter.
Ours started with indiscriminate chocolate consumption, mainly by the under-5-feet crowd, followed by two church services, a nearby garden for some quick snaps of the kiddos, Nana’s for Easter lunch, a giant, ridiculously decadent nap, then the little local airport to watch all the Easter weekend visitors ride off into the sky.
I had a sweet, simple little smocked dress for May, but when I pulled it out of the closet Sunday morning, I realized I’d forgotten to iron it. So I let her wear whatever she wanted. Hence the baby Dolly Parton look, complete with checked dress and cowboy boots.
Even small jets pack an auditory punch
Posted on April 19, 2011
I met Katie at the Charleston Bridal Show earlier this year. I was photographing the fashion show and behind-the-scenes model activity, and Katie was one of the event coordinators.
We met back up this spring to do an engagement session for Katie and Ryan, who were high school sweethearts. They’re getting married in their home state of North Carolina this December.
They brought along Jax, their adorable and funny Westie.
I have to give a shout-out to this sweet couple, who were my first ever clients brave enough to take me up on a 7 a.m. time slot.
The light was just as gorgeous as I’d hoped, although the gnats were just as bad as several local photographers warned me they would be. (I now carry Deep Woods Off and Bounce sheets in my camera bag!)
Thanks, guys, for sticking it out despite the no-see-ums. You look great!
Posted on April 12, 2011
When I first met Jillian and Michael, they had so many wedding ideas that it was easy to catch on to their excitement.
They have their own style, and it seems to reflect in everything they do.
As lovers of the theater and movies, they wanted to do their engagement session at Cinebarre.
I was game.
Thanks guys! You were total naturals in front of the camera, and so much fun to photograph.
Posted on April 8, 2011
I have two awesome engagement sessions to blog next week. One with an adorable dog, and one in a movie theater.
Until I can sit down and create those posts with the attention they deserve, though, I leave you with my daughter. (Yes, again!)
Yesterday she put on a little straw hat and brought me my Minolta SLR. I was jazzed; thinking she was volunteering for a photo shoot.
But actually she mostly refused to give me the camera.
Apparently her plan was that *she’d* be the photographer.
Every time she’d take a shot (not really, she doesn’t know how to advance the film) she’d pause, admire the nonexistent LCD screen, tilt her head, and coo, “Awwwwww!”
P.S.-someone just messaged me and asked if I was worried about her holding that camera.
She’s not allowed to play with my DSLR’s, but that Minolta is the same age as me, and built like a tank. Old skool craftsmanship even though it was an ordinary mass-produced item. Gotta love it.
Posted on April 5, 2011
Rob and Ronda are from Oklahoma, but couldn’t resist the siren song of Charleston SC when planning their wedding. They brought their family along and stayed and married at the Palmer Home, or, as the locals know it, the “big pink house on the Battery.”
Their piazza ceremony was short, sweet, and meaningful.
One of the most fun parts for me was seeing how onlookers reacted. There were so many people, on foot and in cars and carriages, stopping to watch, take pictures, and cheer them on. When we walked up onto the Battery to get a few shots there, everyone who passed congratulated them and told Ronda how beautiful she looked, just like they were old friends.
Ronda’s sister made her necklace. The starfish signifies seaside Charleston, and also served as her something blue.
When I first arrived, four year old Emma was a little wary of me. That’s OK, though. I have tricks up my sleeve. They spotted an anole in their room (see him there on the left, sitting on the white cord?) and after explaining that they’re a Charleston ubiquity and a little bit about their habits, I scooped it up and sat it on my lens hood. After that, she thought I was pretty cool.
Peeking in to see if the show was about to get on the road.
Posted on April 2, 2011
The Maybomb turned two years old yesterday.
April 1st now has a new meaning to me, but I still love the tradition of a day dedicated to levity and creativity.
The best prank I’ve ever personally witnessed was when my middle child, age three at the time, got irritated with her older cousin on vacation and salted his toothbrush.
She cackled when he went to brush his teeth and started spitting and sputtering.
We were thoroughly impressed. Proud. The execution alone is noteworthy, but for a 3 year old to come up with those sorts of shenanigans all on her own—surely we’re doing something right.
What’s the best prank you’ve ever pulled off, witnessed, or heard of? Leave a comment and let me know. The winner gets a $10 Starbucks gift card! Or, if you’re in Charleston, you can opt for Muddy Waters. (Buy local, you know.)
(If you want to enter but cannot think of anything good, just tell me which image is your favorite. And get some funnier friends!)
I’ve got several sessions I need to blog, but for today, I just want to focus on the babe, who’s no longer a babe. Sniff.
Her last night sleeping as a one year old
We started teaching the kids to play blackjack after dinner this week, to help 5 year old Jane with her math skills. And because we’re classy like that.
Opening gifts amidst streamers at breakfast
Trying on her birthday flip flops
Wrapping up the big day at Monkey Joe’s