Non-Traditional Wedding Photography
I’ve known Paul and Charmaine for a few years now. I’ve taken their family portraits for the last two years. I was pleasantly surprised when Paul asked me to cover the Christmas Preview Session of his new church. Of course, since I love to tell stories with images, I couldn’t pass this up!
You can see the slide show here.
I liked Will and Allison the moment I met them. They were so much fun to be around. They oozed love for each other. We laughed the entire portrait session.
I love it when my wedding clients come back for more pictures! I photographed Kris and Heather’s wedding and now I had the opportunity to do some family portraits for them.
Here are some of my favorites.
After Thanksgiving, my husband came home and asked if I wanted to shoot some football for the newspaper. He works for the Sun, which is a newspaper in San Bernardino. Of course, I said no! I say no to everything at first. I don’t know why I do these things but after I have a chance to think about it, I usually say yes. So I said no, then yes. I thought, how hard could it be? Well, it’s hard. The goal of the photographer is to get an image with the ball in the photo, while the goal of the football players is to hide the ball from the other team. Do you get where I’m going with this? I came out with 3 decent photos.
This next one was my favorite. Of couse, they didn’t run it! I think they published the image above as the lead image.
I am soooo far behind! So it’s time for RETRO BLOGGING! Let’s start back in November. At the last minute, we decided to go to my parents house in Porterville for Thanksgiving. As I get older, I’ve really started to miss having my family close to me. Porterville is 3 1/2 hours from us here in the desert, so we just don’t get up there very often. When I was 17, I left Porterville and moved to the bay area to go to college. I loved getting out. I grew up on a farm on the outskirts of town and just couldn’t wait to get as far away from my parents as possible! Now that I’m almost 40 (Yikes!), I have a different perspective on things. I love my parents for who they are and not for what I wanted them to be.
I took this image of my mom with her crazy cat the morning that we left. For as long as I can remember, we’ve never chosen our animals, they have chosen us. Living out in the country, people would just dump their animals and they would eventually make their way to our house looking for food and water. We adopted many dogs, cats and even chickens over the years.
This picture is of my mom, with her brothers, Stan and Gary. They were talking about their brother Randy, who’s first crib was a banana box. They just love giving Randy crap about that!
This next picture is when they were talking about picking cotton. My grandmother was saying the she had to pick cotton for some extra money for Christmas presents. I just love these stories. My Uncle Stan and Uncle Gary married their wives at 17 and have been married every since. Of course they are spoiled rotten by their wives.
I asked my husband to take this next picture with my grandmother, mother, me and my daughter. Maternal linage. I didn’t get married until I was 27 and didn’t have my son until I was 30. My uncles were so happy that I was FINALLY getting married. They thought I was going to be an old maid! Meanwhile my cousins are already great grandmothers! I know, It’s even hard for me to believe. I’m thinking right now, “did I hear that right?”.
After we left my mom’s house, we went into town to visit my dad. They live a whole 5 miles from each other. When my grandfather became ill, my father’s next door neighbor told him that “Don” wasn’t doing so good. It’s that small of a town. My dad’s wife, Donna, keeps him on the straight and narrow. I love them both. Donna’s son, Eric, came out to see us.
