Archive for August, 2010

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August 24
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When I was a little girl I had a next door neighbor whom I was close to.  I would definitely say that at the time she was my best friend.  We  were both the same age and went to the same elementary school and played often together.  We were not neighbors for a very long time.  As we got older, Jen and I sparingly remained in touch and we would both catch up briefly with our lives.  We even at one point dated the same kid, of course not at the same time.  But my story, here, isn’t really about that.

It’s more about when we were little, we would get mad at each other and I can never remember for any reason why.  I do remember when I wanted to play with her she would still be mad and in order for me to convince her to play with me it generally required a bribe or maybe an incentive, such as, I would offer candy like a Snickers bar or Kit Kat or Nestles Crunch so we can be friends again.  This usually did the trick.  However, by the time we would get home from school I would tell her I didn’t really have the candy.   She usually was disappointed but not quite mad at me.  It didn’t work all the time, so I would actually have to give her a real candy bar just to show some truth that I had them.    Nonetheless, I believe I owe it to her that if I say I have something to give I should give it to that person.

So that is what this one photo is all about.  It’s on my List of the things to do and having to stuff this fun-size bag of candy into a Christmas shoebox and sent to her home in Middleville last week which, ironically, arrived in time for her birthday.  That’s not why I sent it.  It just happen to show up on that day.  I still haven’t seen her in many many years but that doesn’t mean that an old friend doesn’t deserve something sweet.

Jen, I am so happy for you and your family and what life has to offer and Happy Belated birthday!!  And I wish I could put a candle on your bag of candy.

00 53 #137 Send Jen C. some candy.

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August 22
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I am a super huge fan of Howard Schatz. I idolize him. If you are not familiar with his work, as most people may not, he shoots the most amazing, the most stunning, and the most vivid portraits underwater. I love him and I wish he was my mentor and best friend. He’s even on my List to meet in person someday.

Over the summer, I finally had a chance to photograph the neighbor kids underwater at their pool. I love that they were so enthusiastic about it too. I may have had a few technical difficulties, but I have to say I’m pretty happy how they turned out for my first time. And, clearly, I am no Howard Schatz.  I’m far from him, but he’s a huge inspiration to me for my first time shooting underwater.  I dedicate these virgin images to him.

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August 21
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Some of my two favorite people in the world with one you may already recognize, Alexis, my niece, and Deeka, my sister-in-law, are a short and simple post of a quick little family session shortly after Alexis’ senior session.  I am just marveled at how beautiful these two women are and how much I adore them.

Love you ladies!!

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August 20
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Hello, my name is Jesamin, and I’m a magazine whore. It’s so bad that I told myself I wouldn’t purchase anymore magazines for the entire month of August. The only magazines I receive are the ones that I’m subscribed to.  To be honest it’s pretty hard…to not buy more magazines that is.  It typically begins at the line at the grocery store where I will pick up a publication and sift through it while waiting to load my groceries on the conveyer belt.  Or sometimes I will just head straight to the books and magazine section at the store and hang out for a few minutes before, during, or at the end of shopping.  What really grabs my attention is a great cover…(Thank you wonderful photographers) and then sometimes there maybe a great cover article that will entice me  as well.  These two things are what gets me in to trouble because some how, some way, this wonderful, flexible booklet filled with amazing images and fun articles ends up in my suitcase, in what I call a purse, onto my dinner table, towards the coffee table, and sometimes next to my bed, to at some point, a pile underneath more magazines.

The magazines that I have accumulated over the years began consuming my workspace and then every other nook and crany in the house.  I’m hoping that my husband hadn’t noticed but if he has, he’s been kind enough to not mention it to me to my face that I have a serious problem.  I’d hate for my addiction to become an episode on Intervention or,  God forbid, Hoarders, where everyone would see me bust out into an ugly cry and I continue to say, “I don’t know how I got here!” and then accept the gift of rehab to get my life back in order.

I’m glad to say that I’ve recognized my problem for quite sometime and that I’ve made the personal decision that I need to take care of my issues…no pun intended.  Therefore #108 on my List is to recycle all my magazines including my Shape subscription to 2003….I know…I know.

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Let me begin with a little embarrassment.  This session is near and dear to my heart because this is my niece, Alexis.  As I will have a few more relatives graduating this year, Alexis, is the first to bang off the 2011 school year.   I can’t believe what a beautiful young lady she’s become and how much she makes all of us so proud.  And yes, going through her pictures made me a little teary-eyed.  Boy, this is going to be an emotional year so I better get myself together right?

Alexis is a student of Forest Hills Eastern.  She loves horses and she enjoys snowboarding.  Her plans after high school are possibly attending Oakland University.  Aside from being a student, she’s a great person and I’m proud to say she’s my niece!!

I hope you have you enjoy your senior year, Alexis.  You make Chris and I  so proud and we love you tons!!

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August 18
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So the other night, I find this little guy hanging out on my door, which took me by surprise since our yard is generally occupied by bull frogs not tree frogs. In my decision to find a better shot, I ran for another lens to swap with. When I came back, my new friend quickly disappeared but not for long. He had moved on to the dining room floor before I grabbed a piece of paper towel, caught him, and moved him back outdoors.

00 1 Say hello to my little friend.

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00 2 Say hello to my little friend.

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