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Maybe it’s because I turned into a crazy cat lady when I adopted Rupert and Javier, but 2014 has been the awesomest (yes, awesomest) year of your pets in your portraits. Today’s post is dedicated to the cats. Because cats don’t care and for some reason, therapy has yet to reveal, the more they don’t care, the more I love them. It seems highly appropriate with Thanksgiving just two days away, to express my gratitude for the most ungrateful house pet of all. Have a beautiful Thanksgiving, friends. Stay Grateful.

mommy-son-swimOur session was essentially over, so today a shout out to the naked mom who let me continue shooting even though I had already wrapped it up. An extra loud shout for her permission to share it with you. I cried a little when I opened this one. Real tears, not even lying.

twins-with-big-sister-black-and-white-portraitmuscle--photo-of-kidstwin-boys-and-big-sister-portrait“Wondermint” “double-mint”. I’ve been sitting on these photos trying to think of something catchy and creative to say about twins and their older sister just off to college. I love to write. I love to take pictures. I hate writing about my pictures. It’s feeling forced to write all the time that holds me back from posting my work as often. I hate superfluous hearts and flowers kinds of commentary because truthfully, there is way too much commentary in the world. I trust you are perfectly capable to decide for yourself what I think about these beautifuls.

There was a series of the 3 of them together and it was tough deciding which one to post. For sure I love this one the best, but the other you can see here on Instagram right before I shipped their package out.

los-angeles-baby-black-and-white-portraitlos-angeles-premier-portrait-photographerSisters-portrait-black-and-whiteThis song brought to by these two butter-cuppy-cakes. It’s quite a crazy feeling to photograph a baby girl (middle image) one day and then get a call that she got herself a new baby sister right before starting kindergarten! How does time move by at this clip? I don’t get it. I’m trying to be mindful of the moments as much as I can. Have a beautiful week!

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I keep holding off on posting this photo because I have things to say about my experience shooting it. I always have things to say and never enough time to say them. That, and writers block.

I felt this particular session from the inside out. Little miss sunshine and her mom are the best kind of family. They had a connection with one another that was visibly joyful. Her mom is creative. She is a writer and a teacher. I love creative moms!

Hanging out with them instantly took me back to when Gracie was about this age and I was on my own with her after her Pop passed away (sorry for getting all emo on you). I’ll never downplay how hard it was to be a single mom, but there was something really special about that experience for me as well. Gracie and I were a team. We were a duo. Our bond felt tight and the love, intense. We snuggled a lot. You do that after a tremendous loss. You snuggle a lot. For us both, it was bittersweet, but the sweetness is what I carry with me now, more than anything. One mom. One daughter. Together, no matter what. I could cry.

I don’t believe that things happen for a reason. Life is topsy turvy and full of all kinds of sensational and heartbreaking random little twists and turns. Sometimes we have choices, sometimes we don’t. But with each fork in the road, with each experience that leads you onto a new one, there is something shiny, unique and special waiting. Having my daughter all to myself for that period was one of the shiniest things in my life.

I feel like I should disclaim, this is my own sentimentality spilling all over this photograph. In no way do I mean to imply that these two are struggling to find a bright side. It’s more the opposite. Their connection is what moved me. That is what got me all sappy assed.

And so this song, for both of our girls.

  • dena robles - Don’t make me cry and go all sappy-assed too. Beautiful, all of it. Even the topsy-turvy life.ReplyCancel