In April, I had the opportunity to be a part of a new fundraising event, a daddy daughter dance, for the Cancer Stinks Relay for Life team. The Cancer Stinks movement was created in 2007 by Nici Ankney, who at the time was a melanoma survivor. Nici was a married mom of 3 who also taught at Creekside in Franklin, Indiana. Nici started working with the American Cancer Society out of her passion to help others. She was on the board for Relay for Life and helped organize recruitment for a cancer prevention study that tracks people over decades to see why some develop cancer while others do not. In November 2008, Nici discovered her melanoma had returned and had spread to her lungs. On March 15, 2009, God called Nici home to battle her cancer no more. The Cancer Stinks movement still lives on today in her memory as they continue to fundraise for Relay for Life. The dance was just one of many events throughout the year to bring recognition to the need for a cure while helping raise money for research. The Cancer Stinks team has an event coming up on June 2, 2016 if you would like to attend. You can register by clicking the button below.
Meet Connor an Edinburgh High School Class of 2016 Senior. When his mom called to schedule his session, she caught me out shopping for backdrops for an upcoming dance shoot. I stood in a corner of a Goodwill store and we discussed the ins and outs of my senior sessions. She informed me that her amazing son would be leaving, after graduation, to serve his country as a Marine. You could hear the pride in her voice as she talked to me about him.
I had so much fun with this family, mom and little brother tagged along, during his session. I loved meeting all of them and getting a little insight to their life and future. This is one of the reasons I love working with seniors. Senior year is such an important transformative time in their young lives as well as their families.
I love being able to capture unique opportunities through my lens. Recently, I had the chance to watch a local artist while she worked at her craft. Amanda, is a potter at The Nook Gallery in Trafalgar Indiana, and she opened her workspace up to the public to watch her create bowls for an upcoming charity soup dinner event. Her friend, Stacie, spent some time that afternoon creating as well. My oldest son and I enjoyed watching these ladies take a lump of ordinary looking clay and turn it into gorgeous bowls. These ladies were so awesome as they talked and laughed with us for the couple of hours that we were there.
If you are looking for unique gifts from pottery to custom made picture puzzles, go visit them at the Trafalgar location or on the web.
I celebrated the start of the new year with a short music themed session with my son. He currently plays the trumpet and is taking drum lessons now as well. His love of music is growing as I introduce him to more of the stuff I like. Because of these things, I have had a vision in my head of photos I wanted to capture with him. I am so happy that these turned out like what I had imagined. He looks so grown up and assured in these that it makes my mom heart happy and sad all in the same beat.
Be on the lookout for a drum themed session in the near future!
My oldest turned 12 this week so I decided to do a quick "birthday" session with him and use one of those for this week's theme. I found a new location to use as well so I am pretty excited about this photo. The people that own the spot were super nice and made me feel like they had known me forever! I love all the vintage metal signs and thought they went well with his new Beatles shirt he got for his birthday.
Goodness how I love this kid and his uniqueness. He is a smart, funny, caring, and amazing child. I might be a little biased since I'm mom but he truly amazes me. I am so lucky to be his mom and thankful God has given him to us.
I stepped outside and started to walk around our yard looking for something small to capture. Now I will admit I am loving the fact that I can do this without having to bundle up. I'm so excited that warmer weather has started showing up here in Indiana. I am not a fan of winter. Well I can handle a couple of days of snow when I have no where to go, so my boys can play in the snow. Other than those days, I prefer at least 50 as a minimum. Anyway, it got into the 60s today so I walked out to see what I could find. I decided to check out our little pine trees to see if any bugs had started to venture out yet. I didn't find any bugs but I did come upon some very small pine cones just starting to peek out and appreciate this lovely weather. So guess what I turned my camera to. That's right, the small cones!
Vintage is not a word I would use to describe my photography style or my everyday life. When I thought of this week's theme, I was stumped as to what I was going to use. I decided to go for a drive and take my camera. I drove through the country hoping I would find an old car, tractor or something else that I liked. I came across this wind mill. I don't know how old it is but I know it is the style of the older wind mills vs the newer ones used on the wind farms. I decided for me this would be perfect. It isn't something that is a part of my personal life but it is something that is old or vintage.
Texture. Again I find myself thinking beyond the idea of several different items with different looks, laying nicely next to each other or even intertwined. I was driving down a country road, camera beside me, and came across a corn field with three deer standing in it. I stopped my car and rolled my window down while I got my camera ready. Two of the deer decided to turn and run but one of them decided to wait and see what I was up to. I decided to stay in my car and just shoot through my rolled down window. Now you might ask how in the world a photo of a deer has anything to do with the word texture. Stay with me here as I explain my take on it. The dead corn field is one texture. The slowly melting snow is another. There is also the wooded area behind the field where the other two, more skittish deer, ran. Then finally you have the deer itself. So there you go. My loosely interpreted idea of texture. Oh yeah, I also added a little "grit" to the photo when I was editing it. So I just described five different textures within this photo of this curious deer.
Go take a look at my friend Megan's photo of texture!
Three. I don't have a three year old to do a cute photo of and my three men didn't want to be my models so I had to come up with something else. There are some sunflowers, leftover from our summer garden, that are still standing. They aren't bright and pretty and their heads are hanging low covered with snow. I still think they are beautiful. They haven't given up even though this winter is not the time of year that they shine. I have been watching them all season, just waiting to see if they are going to break with the wind or under the pressure of the snow. They have stood strong weathering the harshness of winter. It's amazing how something so simple can be inspiring. So here they are in all of their withered, weathered glory. Not their usual colorful face to the sun selves but they are still standing anyway.
I think I might like to be a little like a sunflower!
Check out my friend Brandi's three image!
If you have read any of my previous blog posts or the about me section of my website then you might see the word lace and know that it is going to be a challenge for me. I mean I am not girlie, unless I see a snake or spider then I will scream like a little girl, and I am a mom to two boys. So lace is not something that is plentiful in my life. So once again I found myself trying to think about the word lace in a way that I could apply to my life. Hmmmmm....... the only thing I came up with in my house was our shoes. They have laces which is just the plural form of lace, right!? Right! So I took the shoes that my boys, my husband and I wear on basically a daily basis and put them together with their laces all jumbled together. Now this picture is not necessarily pretty or amazing but it tells a lot about us. My husbands shoes are the sensible black rockports. They are functional, comfortable, simplistic, sturdy and overall a smart choice for him in his daily work life as well as attending church. My husband is a simple, no drama, smart guy who is a rock for our family. Now my oldest son owns the black and yellow tennis shoes. He just got them recently because he outgrew his others. He is at that age where he growing like crazy. His shoes are a little flashier then his dad's but still pretty simple, comfy and functional. He is a lot like his dad in so many ways. My youngest son's shoes are the red high tops. These are a little more "look at me" which E isn't like that really but he definitely is in a confidant place in his life. He is silly, loud and loves sports. He probably has a little more of my personality. Then you have my simple gray with a touch of blue, tennis shoes. I wear my tennis shoes everywhere, except church I have a pair of dress shoes for that, because they are comfortable, simple, and basic. As crazy as my day can be, I need something simple I don't have to worry about. Also I am not very graceful so me in something like high heels running around would probably result in an ER trip to repair a broken ankle. So though this picture isn't anything amazing artistically, I think it is a great glimpse into the people I love dearly and our daily life. So for me the word lace was about a lot more than some pretty decorative trim.