Posted on September 10, 2014
I met up with adorable Anna and Ian against this year at Folly Beach.
It’s funny. I always notice how much children have grown when I photograph them multiple times, but the difference between almost two year old twins and almost three year old twins is amazing. They were talking! And walking around like they owned the place! Crazy.
As we were making our way to the Morris Island Lighthouse overlook, we noticed smoke coming from the forested area between the lane and the beach.
Really, quite a lot of smoke. And popping noises.
Fascinating and a smidge frightening, but they were dressed and we were halfway there, so no turning back.
After we played on the beach for about 45 minutes, all the while hearing sirens and seeing the smoke steadily crawl the sky like a charcoal predator, we walked back and encountered the fire truck and and other bystanders.
Apparently someone drove onto the beach, started doing doughnuts in the sand, and flipped up onto the dunes, catching his engine on fire. This is why we can’t have nice things.
Thankfully, no one was hurt. But it’s a photo shoot none of us will soon forget.
Posted on April 23, 2014
Proud grandparents are the best! I photographed Carolyn’s family when her sons, daughter in law, and granddaughter were in town to visit. It was important for her to have time with her first grandchild documented. I love the colors this family wore. Add green grass, a lovely sunset, and a beach ball, and we had the perfect photo session.
Posted on February 20, 2014
C.R. turned 11 yesterday. He’s a football-loving, Minecrafting, guitar-strumming, didgeridoo-learning, reading-all-the-time all American boy.
(Did I mention the Minecrafting? Lots of Minecraft.)
And last week he received an award for a 100% on his South Carolina PASS standardized test writing section. I’m proud of that! A perfect score on a written essay is pretty awesome.
Posted on January 27, 2014
Molly’s vision for her family session was to capture them having fun and being themselves. And we did! I love the light, colors, humor and energy here.
Posted on January 23, 2014
I’m always so proud to show off how friendly and polite Charlestonians are to out-of-towners.
When I’m meeting Brits, though, it’s a toss-up. There’s a witty good-naturedness to the English that wins me over every time.
The wonderful Potter family gathered in Charleston from Chicago and England for a wonderful vacation and a photo session to document the gang.
Posted on December 13, 2013
I had a few spare minutes today, so I ordered photo Christmas cards with images from this quick mini-session I did with my own children earlier this fall.
To all my clients: there’s still time to order cards right from your gallery!
I hope everyone’s having a wonderful holiday season-
Posted on November 21, 2013
I met the adorable and vivacious Fornshell family this past spring with a group of their friends.
The group of 4 families opted to do four back to back mini sessions of each family, as well as get a few whole group shots. It was not only an affordable way to commemorate your gang on vacation, but, more importantly, works out well with the kids’ attention spans. It was unseasonably chilly, but I hope they had a great time anyway.
Posted on November 6, 2013
Today I’m featuring another family session from the archives.
The Butlers had portraits made before a deployment.
Little guy Adam had one of the most joyous smiles I’ve ever seen!
Posted on September 20, 2013
This spring, Sarah contacted me about taking some portraits and candids of her son as a Father’s Day surprise.
We met up at White Point Gardens on a perfect afternoon, and turned Ethan loose so he could turn on the charm.
Just love his freckles.
Posted on September 4, 2013
It’s a huge thing, to leave your kid in the mountains without knowing a soul.
As soon as we put his things in his cabin, he disappeared over the rocks and down the hill, shoeless, like a billy goat.
So I knew he was going to be just fine. But the way he hugged me when we left told me he was nervous.
Charles kept eyeing me on the way back down the mountain, saying, “Are you OK? How are you doing?”
And I was completely OK.
I mean, there were horses, a welcome llama, and a giant slip and slide that runs down the hill into the lake. How could I not be thrilled for him?
And then the week ended, and we were on our way back up the mountain, and about 5 minutes away from the camp, eager to see our boy, and I burst into tears.
The hubs gave me The Baffled Look (I’m not a weepy type person), and I said, “I just…I’m just so ha-ha-haaappy for him, and it’s so sp-sp-eeecial up here, and now he’s going back to ordinary boring home, and I’m not ready for his life to not be spe-eeecial anymore, not quite yet. Sniffle sniff sob.”
Moms can be kind of nuts.
Happy fall, y’all!