Dramatic Portraits in my Carport
If you’ve followed along for any amount of time, you will know that photography is a massive part of who I am and how I see the world. Not just as a business but as a passion and a way to process life. Over the years, I have cherished being part of family journeys and wedding celebrations and newborn seasons and even album cover art, not to mention my own self portraits and travelling adventure.
Each form of photography allows my creative soul to flourish in unique ways: family photos allow me to act like a goof while I encourage even the most stoic child to laugh, newborn photos usher me into the sanctuary of a newly cemented family, wedding photos allow me to celebrate the best of a couple as they begin their marriage. My most recent album cover forced me to manipulate my reality into someone else’s dream. All indoors, all artificial light, and all highly stylized. Completing an avant garde creative shoot with some wildly creative souls a few weeks ago (those photos are still on lock down while we await possible publication) allowed me to create from scratch a wildly creative outcome.
Feeding my creative soul has been one of the most rewarding aspects of being exclusively self-employed this year and on one particularly warm August weekend, I set aside time for the sole purpose of creative outlet and begged Tori to come join me.
If you recognize Tori, it’s because I photographed her on a mountaintop at sunset for what has remained one of my favorite photo sesssions ever. So take a minute and go check those out next if you have a few minutes to spare. . . you won’t be disappointed!
We literally took these photos in my townhouse carport, by the way, so it’s continued proof that you don’t have to have exactly the right tools in order to accomplish genius. (I say that only as consolation. I still dream of the day that I have my photo studio set up to avoid the macgyvering of this type of session.)
I love creating all forms of artful photography, but when it’s this far outside my normal wheelhouse I let myself smugly relish the success and pat myself on the back a few times.
