Monthly Archives: April 2008

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The Weekend

I had a lovely extended weekend full of painting, deck building, sun, fire, friends, beer, and lots of doggies to play with.

Baby shows off the finished deck and new paint color.
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Then we decided to do the obligatory My Space photo. She turned and gave me a big smooch in this shot and licked my sunglasses up just as the shutter clicked.
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Ahhhh, she’s such a sweet girl.
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No more kisses or pictures please. I’m done.
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See, I’m really done. I’m not even going to look at you anymore.
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Fine. If you aren’t going to sit nicely for pictures, it’s time for some fun.
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I’m done.
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Capture The Connection

Over the last few months, I have been trying to pin down what defines my photography. Not really for anyone else. Just for me.

It came to me a few weeks ago and I have crafted it into my own personal mission statement every time I head out to a shoot now.

Capture The Connection.

Ever since this floated into my head, it just feels right.

There is a definitive connection in everything around us.

A person seeing an amazing landscape.
A newly engaged couple.
A mother and child.
A family.
A dog and their owner.

Being able to quickly find that connection, recognize it, and then capture it is what makes the entire photographic process magical, for me.

When I was shooting kids and families a few years ago, I remember printing out other photographer’s work that I admired, and using those images as pose sheets for my own work. But you know, it never really worked for me. I would get frustrated that I couldn’t get my subjects to do the same thing as I saw on my piece of paper. Everything felt forced and I was ultimately left with nothing but really stale, impersonal shots. Very frustrating.

So I threw them away.

I started looking at whatever I was shooting with my own eyes. My own perspective. Challenging myself to really interact and connect with whatever I was shooting.

That is when my images came alive.

As I continue to think about my photography, I realize I have found comfort in a more photojournalistic style. A storyteller if you will. It now guides me in everything I do.

But it is important for me to note that my path is not your path.

There is beauty in authenticity.

Look with your own eyes, listen to your own voice, tell your own story.

Your images will come alive.

Textures

Time off is good. Everyone needs some time away. So I am taking a few days off and am going to try my best to stay completely unplugged.

I’ll be back online Monday.

While I’m offline, enjoy some textures hanging out in my back yard.

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Success

I was reading the most recent issue of Rangefinder yesterday and loved the article featuring Matthew Jordan Smith.

The photographer road is not an easy one and so it is always nice to read articles on how other photographers have found success along the way.

Here is one quote that stuck out to me and I thought I would share:

“Success never happens the way we envision it, but it comes in unusual little blessings”.

In addition, he gave 3 pieces of advice to 21st century photographers. I’ll highlight them, but the article is great, so go read it when you get a chance.

- “Discover why you take pictures. Go deep inside and find your own vision. Stay true to your own vision. To be a photographer, you must first know who you are”.
- Enhance your business skills.
- “A photographer must take time to read and to think.”

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Life’s Short, Pet Hard

Sorry for the lame posts lately. I am completely overwhelmed and especially grateful at the response I got from my little feature in the Daily Candy last week. It is keeping me very busy to say the least. I’ll try to be better.

I received a belated birthday present this past weekend from a good friend and fellow dog lover.

She knows me well. I just love it so much I had to take a shot of it!
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Gracie looked entirely too comfortable on my bed, so I decided to annoy her for a few minutes.
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As I turned to leave the room, I heard a sigh of relief and looked back to see her on my pillow.
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And so my parting words were “Wipe my pillow off before you come downstairs please”.