no words. don’t need them. just a big happy sigh.
not just the rhythms of their life but mine. when it’s not about the holidays and the cards and getting the annual portrait done. i can sit a bit longer. let the ideas flow a bit more freely. it seems a bit sweeter. i know, i know, remember it. i’ll try. but right now i’m just cherishing it.
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when i first met them it was in Dallas. #3 had just been born. everyone was sweet and snugly. jammed onto a futon (i’d show a photo here but it would involve digging out ancient film scans…gasp). and then #4 was born and we did the shot again. in between and around there have been visits and shared meetings. and each time i’m struck. 4 boys. 4 unique, smart, clever boys that are all that and caring and intuitive and funny. and parents that love and encourage and cherish all that specialness. and so my love affair continues….
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take note, because *this* is how it’s done.
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what an amazing way to kick off 2012. seriously. words fail on how kick ass this couple is and how excellent there wedding was.
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or rather, indulge this post. i saw the light. not figuratively, but literally. and it blew my mind. i don’t think i’ve ever experienced such a direct correlation between the joy and beauty of what i was seeing, the love and contentment that i was feeling and the camera in my hand.
i describe my work, my style, as emotion driven. kids, families, weddings. i want the love, the joy, the silliness, the connection. composition comes next and light, well, it’s an added bonus (especially in seattle). but over three late afternoon walks in northern california with my dear friend rebecca, i saw it. i felt it. i let go of proper exposures and correct camera settings and an individual expression and saw the emotion of the total. it was trans formative. so indulge me like you would the friend with their kids photos on the back of the phone. i saw the light.
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i feel shy and protective about how much i felt seeing my friend after so long. our last meeting so strained and suffused in sadness. and to be so welcomed. to see so much joy and happiness and belonging. and to feel so much happiness to have loved and been loved by her…i can remember and be thankful and happy and grateful. 
who can stay mad when they learn they can throw stuff at the photographer. no one i tell you.
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