LET THIS BE IT:
BIG BANG BIG BOOM – the new wall-painted animation by BLU from blu on Vimeo.
Wow.
Vision.
Scope.
Original.
WOW.
Aug
10
2010
If there is ONE THING you watch this month
Aug
05
2010
Looove doing Wedding albums
They may take a while to get just right. They may take lots of input and emails back and forth.
Choices.
Layouts.
Covers.
More emails.
But how cool is it to hold in your hands THE document of a wedding. A big heavy piece that the grand kids will look through some day when they are planning their own weddings.
Pretty darn cool.
Aug
03
2010
Our Favorite “new” Neighbors
We have had a string of the coolest people live in the house next door. When we came to Providence a couple of years ago, Dunedin had her first crush on Max the 4 year old and his dog Sultan. (BTW: coolest name for a long haired German Shepard.) The mom is an awesome hobbyist photographer who I think could go pro. We were sad when they first moved a couple towns South and then, just recently, way way west to start a pediatric dentistry.
Then we had a great young pregnant couple move in to the apartment, find a house a few towns over and promptly move out again.
But we lucked out a third time with these guys. They greet us from their windows when we get home and my kids are always angling to see if they are back from school yet and trying to get out of eating dinner to go see them.
So thanks for moving in and making many school nights way more fun, A and R.
The Mom ain’t so bad either. Now that we are the ones moving, Dunedin asked if they could move with us to our new house. Luckily they aren’t so far away.
Aug
02
2010
You saved my son’s life-Can I take your picture?
You may think that I am being a little bit dramatic here but actually the opposite is true.
Let me explain.
A little more than 2 years ago I was Laboring away on that arduous task of Delivery that all of us are a result of in one way or another. Although easier than my first delivery, little Griffin still managed to enter the world with a bit of excitement and theatricality. He continues to enter and exit a room the same way. Sigh. I am getting off subject…
Back to that day in March 2008.
My sweet Griffin came out blue and with his cord wrapped around his neck. The team in the hospital was great. From my point of view, there was a flurry of activity- but all I really remember is that there was no cry and he hadn’t been handed right to me as D had been when she was born. Instead, he was lying on a table with a bunch of people searching for and passing items back and forth. A NICU team had been called down. And there was still no cry. I have no idea how long it was. It could have been mere seconds or perhaps minutes. It felt like forever. My husband started to made a move toward the table because it wasn’t going fast enough. He was going to jump in. It was then I felt a real pang of fear. I was taking my cues from him and seeing him worried was what made the moment most scary. But… At the head of that table holding my little blue son was someone who authoritatively put their hand up and signaled my husband to back down. She took control of the situation, calmly intubating little Griffin and getting the team to work together efficiently.
Soon after came the little cry.
Then the bigger cry.
Then my cry.
If memory serves there was a bit of crying from Griffin those first few months. You would never know it now looking at him now but he didn’t allow us a full night’s sleep for almost 2 years. Likely just to make up for not crying during those first moments of life.
In the first few months, along with some other family medical dramas, a move to a different state and managing 2 little ones, the memory of those first few minutes of Griffin’s arrival sort of faded from my consciousness.
Flash forward to a day in July 2010.
I am photographing a lovely family with a 9 month old that I knew from the days of fraternizing with the UMass Medical people. And as I am driving home from my session, I realize this is the woman that saved my sons life by taking quiet calm control of a situation and doing her job with efficiency and grace. It is hard to explain how I separated my memory of K from that NICU fellow in the room… but I think I can blame the epidural and lack of sleep during the next 2 years.
Anyhow. K, I thank you for what you did that day and what you do every day. I am sure countless families count you among their blessings. And so would my son, if I could only get him off the garage…*
*just kidding… he is only just in the plotting stages of actually getting up there- he hasn’t quite figured it out yet. Good thing we have an ER doc in the neighborhood, just in case.
Jul
31
2010
It’s her portrait-let her cry if she wants to | Baby Portrait Photography
Why don’t I mind if a baby cries during a portrait? Why would I keep my camera to my eye and keep snapping while parents comfort?
Perhaps because there is something so endearing about a being who can go from absolute Happy to, well, absolute NOT Happy and back again in a matter of seconds.
Or because a photo of a crying child makes me want to pick them up and hug them and make it better.
Or because there is something so purely raw about a baby’s emotion. Something most of us learn to a mask as we get older. It is an innocence I want to document in my own children (and sometimes do)
And it really never takes long to find the range of Happy in a 9 month old.
And the Joy.
And the Love.
I love my job.