Category Archives: advice & warning

Consider yourself warned.

This is a public service announcement. What you see in these photographs is a cruel phenomenon that happens when you blink. Whatever you do. Do. Not. Blink. For those of you who have been hanging with me since the beginning, you might remember these 2008 images. Summer’s senior portrait session was my first time seeing…

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How to take a non awkward family portrait.

Trish Reda. Family sessions 101. When client books, gather names and ages of all members in attendance. Aunts, uncles, grandkids. Brush over attire quickly explaining to them general guidelines about what looks good in black and white and what doesn’t. Explain to them that your Canon is programed to auto-detect and immediately delete any photographs…

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so this just happened

First to Jacqueline who is assistant editor for Fit Pregnancy.  For those of you who don’t know, Fit Pregnancy is owned by American Media, Inc.  AMI owns Playboy, OK!, Shape, The National Enquirer, Star, Globe and quite a few others.   They are hardly a start up or non-profit. Dear Jacqueline assistant editor for Fit…

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sweating the small stuff

  I love this image, but I ignored it initially, because little sister’s light wasn’t on and therefore she wasn’t illuminated evenly. I was re-visiting some images I’ve taken this year and this one popped up in Lightroom. It’s a rad photo. Charlie and Kate are still sharing a room, something that probably won’t be…

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self portraits

Self portraits aren’t really something that occur to everyone. For whatever reason, on my sessions lately I have been trying to get at least one shot that sneaks me into it (note shredded denim legs). I’m sure some therapist could figure out why I feel the need to do this. I don’t care so much…

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