“Hold on, Kiddo, I gotta make sure everything is charged up in the studio for tomorrow’s session.”
She follows on my heels like a puppy.
“Will you take my picture?” She asks.
My Mother
She asks me to take her portrait.
I ask if she loves it.
She says, “It’s not for me, it’s for you.”
I pretend I didn’t really hear it. Because I can’t really hear it.
Rubbing my back as I fall asleep in my childhood bedroom
Walls covered in the mural she commissioned that would spark stories
She listens. The greatest gift she gave me was that she made space for listening.
She was safe, and she taught me to listen to my own.
But I can’t hear her today.
Sara wanted a session commemorating her son’s upshern (3rd birthday). Originally, she had in mind that we do the session before the party, since they were dressing up anyway. Ultimately, she decided to separate the two, as she wanted a low pressure session where it would be the only thing on her mind.
We shot in their home, moving only a couple pieces of furniture and taking advantage of the lovely light in their space.
We reviewed the images together, then she chatted with her amazing interior designer (I need to get her name and link her here!!), and together, we created a vision, and I edited her images accordingly.
Left: our design, virtual on the wall, Right: the actual installation
It was tremendous fun creating images to fulfill our final vision.
EDIT! And then…
Sara reached out, craving one more image. She wanted a color shot, to gift her husband for his office:
When you are testing lighting for Thursday’s headshot clients requesting a specific look, and your sassy 8 year old test subject strikes a pose…
Lighting for this scenario is trickier than you would imagine. Want to learn more? See behind the scenes!