Little Tessa, what a sweetheart. She was born just slightly premature, and as Michelle, her mother explained, “She came too early and out too quickly so she had fluid in her lungs.” Home only briefly, then an eight day stay in the neo-natal intensive care unit. One day home and then off to our portrait studio in Markham, Ontario to …
Ah, the beach. Is anything better than the beach on a hot summer day?
Killbear Provincial Park in Ontario, Canada…a beautiful park…breathtaking views…spectacular sunsets….abundant wildlife…a photographer’s dream
Africa is on my bucket list. Someday, I will make it out there. And believe me when I say, there will be many pictures resulting from that trip, but for now, the zoo will have to do.
“She had what other cops called a getaway face. So beautiful it would always be her shield. No matter what she did…her face would be her ticket. It would open doors in front of her, close them behind her. It would let her get away.”
~excerpt from The Last Coyote, by Michael Connelly
I love fur. I should clarify that statement before hate messages are spray painted on all my baby props. I love faux fur. Faux, as in French for fake.
This cute young boy is not even two years old, but what a natural little model. He had a deep repertoire of poses which he could draw upon when needed.
And if it looks like the entire family was glowing, they were…it was an extremely hot and humid day in July (though I’m sure a big reason for the glow was the joyous occasion).
She’s young, she’s beautiful, she’s photogenic, and she’s back…what’s not to love?
A couple of weeks ago, I was out relaxing in our pool after another long day in the studio when I heard lots of chirping coming from a Silver Leaf Dogwood. Despite my exhaustion, I was cognisant the sounds emitting from this bush were not natural.
