This particular couple was going on an Alaskan cruise for their honeymoon, so I felt right at home meeting the bride for the first time.  She was surrounded by a wonderful group of friends and we had an easy morning spending time at the salon.  They chose to have a “first look” where the bride and groom see each other prior to the ceremony and it was a beautiful opportunity.  I had never participated in a wedding with a “first look” before and had the good fortune of witnessing several more before the summer was over.  What a great idea!  I wish I had thought of that with my wedding.  

When we arrived at the church we were joined by Keith and Carla,  additional members of Mark’s Photography team, who took over with the bulk of photographing the wedding.  I was able to step back and watch some seasoned pro’s in action.  It was a great start to a wonderful summer!

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With the threat from my dad that he was going to whack down all of those yellow weeds in the pasture, I knew I had to rally the boys and try to get a last ditch effort of a portrait in the bag!  The plan was a bit over ambitious.   Since the yellow flowers (ie, weeds) were in the horses pasture,I decided that Roger and T2 – the horses –  would make a good backdrop off in the distance.  Since the flowers were on the ground, I figured the lazy old dog, Sam, would make a good pal for Solomon to lean on.

We loaded up the gator with horse feed, two boys, lots of gear, and the grandparents.  We headed out with happy dogs trailing close behind.  Unfortunately the pony stood guard over the top of the pasture and the dogs would venture no further.  My mom is convinced her pack of not so wild dogs are afraid of the teeny tiny little angry pony.  So, scratch the idea of Sam the dog in the photo.

Step two, the horses are cooperating nicely.  We have a very short timeframe before they gobble up their feed and then head off to who knows where.  

Step three, Sid is yelling and crying and refusing to step foot outside of the gator.  Sol is cooperating but not so happy about it.  I am rolling around on the ground in between horse droppings and giant Alabama ant hills.  This is going well!

I give up on Sid and get barely a frame or two fired off before the horses start heading our way.  Sol is screaming and giggling or scriggling and trying to run from Roger, the oldest of the mangey beasties!  My mom, with that knack of hers for animal behavior, knows just what to do to send T2, the sexiest of the wild beasts, off into a gallop.  I click off a few good shots of T2 and then head back for the family portraits underway.  Grandma carried Sid out into the middle of the flowers and then walked away.  Sid stormed off swinging his fists and crying the whole way back to his beloved Grandpa Mark and the safety of the gator.  Sol was gracious enough to oblige his photo happy mother and did a few more jaunts out into the flowers for me.  

What an adventure.  Can’t wait to see what is in bloom on our next trip to the farm!
 

Mark’s approach to team shooting is such an awesome and comprehensive way of capturing the story of a wedding. After my first wedding with these guys, I was already excited about all the possibilities for weddings in Anchorage. I’m so thankful I was able to gain this experience but more importantly I had the opportunity to work with and develop friendships with some great fellow photographers! Thank you to Mark, Keith, Carla, Randi, Maggie and now baby Noah!

I’ll be posting images from some of these weddings over the next couple of weeks. The first batch is from the last wedding I photographed with Keith. My favorite images were from the dance floor. We were taking turns working some backlighting and trying to keep up with the dancers!

Earlier in the day, there were some beautiful moments captured. The first image to follow shows the father of the bride quietly looking out the window while we were wrapping up the formals.  Also, there is also a fun moment when the flower girl gives the bride a high five after the ceremony — total cuteness!  

I’ve posted just a few of my favorites from the day but I’d highly recommend checking their store out in person. They have a beautiful selection of arts and crafts style furniture and a huge selection of gifts. A great time to visit would be at the upcoming book signing for the Birmingham Sketchbook on Friday, February 20th, 2009. Hope to see you there!

Four Seasons Antiques, Art & Botanicals
2910 18th Street South
Homewood, AL 35209
205-803-4059

One of the areas she really worked into a science is the art of photographing a newborn. Getting great photographs of the baby or the baby with her mother can actually be fostered through a quick run of a handfull of poses.

In the past I would just sit and watch to see what would happen or I tended to wait until babies were about 3 months old. After seeing Sandy at work and incorporating her poses and techniques, I felt much more prepared for the unknowns of the newborn! For the first attempt with my new found arsenal, I enlisted the help of a local mom and her little girl, Kallyn, to do some modeling for me.  Thank you for your patience and allowing me the opportunity to photograph your beautiful baby girl!

One of the things I love to do with the portraits I’ve taken is to create cards or portrait books. Christmas cards are my favorite and my BFF was game when I proposed the idea as a little Christmas present. We rounded up the boys in her basement and I fired away. My homemade backdrop didn’t work out as planned so we solved that problem by going black and white. I think subconciously I had the inspiration for their photos from some groovy paintings she picked up recently at a garage sale. The two paintings remind me of era of the fifties or sixties. They are dark and dimly lit and are of a matador and a lady. Our photo session tended to have a bit of that Spanish flair, especially the photos of just the husband and wife.

Quite fun!

My mind is now swirling with all the new ideas and inspiration that I was able absorb from David.  David is a world renowned photographer who focuses primarily on destination weddings.  His work is brilliant.  Check it out.  www.davidbeckstead.com

Our cabin was a treat and was plenty of room for our smallish family.  There was a deck along the back that overlooked a bit of a ravine with a fork from one of the nearby creeks.  We took the kids on an easy hike right out behind the cabin where they had the opportunity to pose for photos in their first of many rock overhangs.

Later that day we headed over to Desoto Falls where there were very minimal rails to keep my kids from hurling themselves over the edge.  Dave and I each had a death grip on one of the kids so there are zero photos to commemorate this experience!  After Desoto we hit the town up Mentone high atop Lookout Mountain and enjoyed a tasty lunch at The Wildflower Cafe.  The tomato pie was my favorite!  

After lunch we fumbled around on the roads a bit to see if we could locate the old camp where I helped out with the horses on occasion as a kid.  It’s still there!  I loved that place.  Now it is called Lookout Mountain Camp for Boys and I’m thinking Sid and Sol will need to go there in a few years.

Our next stop was straight up to the southside of Chatanooga, Tennessee to a place actually in Georgia – See Rock City.  The highlight of our trip!  I had to devote an entirely seperate post to this wonderful off shoot.

On day three we took our time before check-out and spent a few minutes with the tripod and camera trying to capture an elusive family photo.  It’s always fun to see what we come up with in between self-timer clicks!  

We then headed on to our last set of falls over on Little River and then followed the road along the edge of Little River Canyon.  Dave took it upon himself to carry both boys over to a rock outcropping next to the falls for a little photo opp!  Now that he has seen the rock in the photos he’s questioning that decision!  A little more driving, a last minute decision to make a scenic detour and the next thing you know we are at Horse Pens 40 where a bouldering competition is going on.  Horse Pens 40 is a boulderer’s paradise.  Even Solomon loved clamboring up and down the easier rocks.  The place apparently got it’s name from the natural enclosure made by the boulders and rocks that allowed the native american’s of the area to enclose their horses.  I would love to go back and explore this place more.  It was a bit crowded on the day of our visit and there weren’t many toddler’s running or screaming around so we kept it short.

A little more driving, a last minute decision to make a scenic detour and the next thing you know we are at Horse Pens 40 where a bouldering competition is going on.  Horse Pens 40 is a boulderer’s paradise.  Even Solomon loved clamboring up and down the easier rocks.  The place apparently got it’s name from the natural enclosure made by the boulders and rocks that allowed the native american’s of the area to enclose their horses.  I would love to go back and explore this place more.  It was a bit crowded on the day of our visit and there weren’t many toddler’s running or screaming around so we kept it short.

At this point we really think we are heading home and then we see one more historic site sign and this one was hard to pass up.  John Looney’s Cabin in Ashville.  A carload full of Looney’s just can’t turn that one down.  Dave posed for a photo next to the historical marker and then we were finally off to the grandparent’s house for some R&R after our vacation.

It finally came and he had a blast even though we had to cancel the party at the last minute due to some minor vomitting by his mother!  Anyway, he played hard and once again scored on all the presents.  Thank you to everyone who plied him with gifts and especially Clemente, Felix, and Alec who came out for moral support!  

We still managed to make it to the Old Baker Farm in Harpersville to pick pumpkins,  take a hay ride, and run through the corn maze.   Sol was a trooper, and we were actually able to salvage most of the fun for his big birthday.  The day was beautiful and the boys had a great time!  Picking our own pumpkins was the highlight of the day for me.  We now have four!!! Solomon’s highlight was, of course, being surrounded by other little boys to play with!  Happy Birthday, Sol!