We get really excited when we hear it is Milan Flower & Gift Shop. Damian rocks! Unique. Fresh. Unexpected. Innovative. All are words I would use to describe their florals.

Hundreds and thousands go into weddings with a huge enormous chunk going into the Reception.  With that thought in mind let me ask, “Why on earth locate the cake you spent a good sum of money on be placed in an awkward place with a less than thrilling background”?    As a photographer we get the lovely job of making you, the cake and your surroundings look wonderful.   Is it impossible with an ugly background? No! Is it optimal?  NO!

Poor lighting…. why on earth would you want this confectionary creation to sit in the dark?

Bride’s gown is too large to get behind the table or at least in a good position to get a great shot of the cake cutting.  Why does the table get shoved in a corner, under an exit sign, or near an entrance?   Move the cake!  It is art and a beautiful creation.  Move it where it gets the attention it deserves.

Another thing we see.   The cake is placed in the center of a 60 inch round table. The bride in in a strapless dress.  Stretching across a table can have some interesting outcomes.  Neither is it flattering to the bride.

It would be nice if more reception halls would give some thought to this as well.  Our brides are doing the planning and decision making for the very first time.   They trust their wedding vendors to guide them in situations like this.

Be assured, every photographer is going to find the very best angle, and utilize lighting to give you the best possible images.  Why not give them a little help, and create a lovely cake table and place it where it is in a great place for photos?

Just a thought.

This is for Alex and Claudia

I’ve been passing this house and yard for years watching and thinking, “One day I need to stop and grab a snap.”   Yesterday I did it!  Drizzle, chilly, there I was snapping the yard with the most holiday spirit you can imagine.  ALL OF THE HOLIDAYS.   I didn’t intrude.  I stayed across the street.   It simply boggles my mind and causes me to wonder the budget it required to get it decorated this way.

I’d truly love to hear the back story on how it all came about.  Are there children that love to dream and play in this fantasy land?

I was given a gift early this week.  Tuesday I was told I could again hold a camera in my left hand…allbeit for limited periods of time.  Sounds like a given, no?  Just pick it up. Shoot! Take it for granted because it will always be there.

I had enough of an interruption in the use of it, that when I got it back it caused me to pause and look at how blessed I am.  First and simply I have a working arm. In fact I have two of them.  If that seems less than a given and it is not your idea of a blessing, ask returning members of the Armed Forces how they feel about missing limbs.  Ask a child because of birth defects that is missing a limb.  Ask a cancer patient. Ask any accident victim.

A friend took me for a drive.   I “saw”. I shot. I quietly reflected.   They aren’t great images that will inspire anyone but me.   My shoulder hurt a little, so it was a very restricted time with the camera, but it was a gift from God for me.  It stopped me from that place of expectation where everything is perfect and we assume it to be our RIGHT rather than a GIFT to us.

Apples to bake with. Apples to snap a shot of. Apples to enjoy looking at.

What are you taking for granted that perhaps it would be nice to reflect for a few moments what it would mean to you if you lost it?

How come my fork goes sideways when I get close to my mouth?

Cork screws are a two handed invention.

My nostrils got a good brushing with my tooth brush

Excuse me, if I order steak will you cut it up for me?

How many words can you type with just the letters used by the right hand on the keyboard? http://windowseat.ca/hands/

Ok, this entry has taken forever to type with one hand………that’s it for today.   Trying to learn to edit images with my right hand.  Not working so good.

I feel robbed this year.   Trees are just going brown for the most part and dropping their leaves.   There is something inside me from somewhere in my past that has an agenda and scene programmed into my internal clock.  When Fall comes there should be jeans, old sweaters, sneaks, and I should take a delicious walk in the woods kicking leaves and seeing frosty breath form on the cold Autumn air.   It should be followed up with hot chocolate.   Mother Nature has stolen my perfect Fall Day!   Bah!

That walk restores my soul and makes my spirit rise.  It’s a place I can go be alone and melt down to an internal place of peace.  Everything just goes calm, and I remember what’s most important to me…. live life well no matter the circumstances.

Somehow walking through Hobby Lobby and similar stores seeing silk Fall flowers and leaves just doesn’t do it for me.

So! Perhaps this year I will arrive at this scene totally bypassing sweaters, jeans with holes, and sneaks.  If so the hot chocolate will have a shot of Baileys in it. There will be a coat over the sweater and jeans.  I will have on snow boots, and it is a given I will be wishing for SPRING.

Count your blessings right where you are in time.  It is a given your life will not ever stay the same. Change is a given!

What’s a mental health day readers might ask.   They are days where you go do anything and everything on a whim.  Wednesday was such a day.  I grabbed a friend and off we went.  Camera tucked in the car of course. The best way to describe my mood was with this image.

A gloomy cloudy dark dreary day with pond scum on the river?  Oh, man! Perfect!! It fit my mood perfectly.  I am a DIGS kind of person (Donna’s instant gratification syndrome) and since when did life ever  deliver the changes life has for us on our timetable?   I’ve a flair for the dramatic. So! Off I went.

The day included retail therapy purchasing, a new top, a moody colored scarf, pumpkin pie fudge, jelly bellies, typhoo tea,  a coffee/hot chocoalte mix, horseradish mustard, and mango butter.  Amazing things happen after a little retail therapy.

To add to my day of retail therapy  there was of course Lay’s Chips so I got my oil/salt fix.  The day and the evening was shared with a friend and we ended it with Mexican food and Blue Moon.

Funny, I forgot why I needed a mental health day after all that.  Oh, come on!   You know you have mental health days too.  <smile>   They work wonders in accepting the things you can’t change!!

This Sunday was a teaching day for Lexie.  No pressure you understand! Just shooting with the studio owner breathing on your camera looking at every image.  Lexie did great.

Rob and Melissa were married September 5, 2009.  I wanted to give them a little gift of images taken when the pressure is off.  Wedding days rarely if ever afford the couple and the photographer to play for over an hour.  Day after shoots is all about romance, fun, the passion of a brand new union, and some silliness too!  It can be whatever you want it to be, but the intended results are always capture the excitement.

For me it was hard to give up actually doing the shoot.  I shared with Lexie the very best I could.  I did hear the word “bossy” a couple of times.

Proofs from the entire shoot can be seen following this link. The password is the groom’s last name in lower case

I am joining together with a makeup artist, florist, and a location to do a concept shoot.   Lighting will already be set for another model who will be very avant garde in appearance.   I am looking for a bride that loves to play dress up and will get back in her dress for the camera.

Dates we are considering are the 27 of june and the 11 of july.   Let me have a shout out if you are interesed.

I’d consider more than one based on your love of being YOU in front of the camera.  You come play, and Studio D will give you images to have and hold and PRINT.