Right about now, we have friends making their way to CT from all over the place..... Chicago, Maine, Baltimore & Virginia, to be more specific.
Because tonight.....tonight is Halloween. One of our favorite days of the year.
And it only made sense that we would spend one of our favorite days of the year with some of our favorite people on the planet!
This of course also means that I have to cook. Like, y'know, real food. Food that requires more steps than taking the plastic off and hitting the popcorn mode on the microwave.
And let's be honest, that may just be the scariest thing that happens this Halloween. :)
This party of ours is also a dress up party. And here's a little sneak peek of our costumes.
And this made me think that it's about time for another contest! Take a guess at what you think we're going to be and leave it in the comments below. One lucky person who gets it right is going to receive a $50 iTunes card. Y'know, to download Halloween and Halloween H2O....obviously. And....GO!!
She sat in a pin tucked chair with her chin in her mama's hands....and she cried. Happy tears. I can't believe it's here tears. Whew, this is all happening really really fast tears. But above all, they were today I'm marrying the love of my life tears. In a room in her childhood home, she cried like she loves: without holding back. And when the tears were dry, what remained was love.
He stood at the front of an aisle as she walked in on her mama's arm....and he smiled. A happy smile. An I can't believe she's really mine smile. A whew, I want her to get to me really really fast smile. But above all, it was an I'm about to marry the love of my life smile. In front of their friends and family, he smiled like he loves: with his whole heart. And when the vows were said and the party was over....
What remained was love.
Married: Nathalie & Tim
Nathalie & Tim were married on a perfect October day with just the right mix of soft, gray skies and golden light peeking out at the very end. It was a day when Nathalie was missing her dad very much, and yet love remained. His love for her, their families love for the both of them, and her love for Tim. Love was the theme of the day. And we were just the ones lucky enough to be there to capture it. Nathalie & Tim we are so grateful for you guys and your friendship and our mutual love of quoting Will Ferrel movies. I'm so thankful for Tiffany & Frank and Francie & Chris for introducing us to you, and I feel like one big reunion dinner is in order for all of us once things settle down! :) My hope is that you will love like this always....with your whole heart, without holding back, and always with a love that remains.
She stood framed by light and tried to peer just beyond the window's ledge. She was looking for him. A gray upstate New York sky bowed in humbled reverence to the reds and oranges of a season just starting to catch fire. Of a sea of color about to set blaze. She checked her veil in the mirror just one more time, and then she took a deep breath and smiled. It was as if the color itself was there just for the two of them. As if the whole world had decided to burn a little brighter. And when she thought about their day and she thought about him, she could already feel the warmth on her face. Because wherever he was, she was home.
He stood framed by dark jackets and tried to peer just beyond the property's edge. He was looking for her. A group gathered together in upstate New York bowed in humble reverence to the love and hope of a life together just starting to catch fire. And a sea of faces stood ready to witness it all. He checked his watch just one more time, and then he took a deep breath and smiled. It was as if smiles themselves had been invented for just the two of them. As if the whole world for one day had decided to shine a little brighter. And when he thought about their lives together, he thought about her. And he could already feel the warmth on his face.
Because wherever she was, he was home.
Married: Sarah & David
Sarah & Dave were married at the Fenimore Museum in Cooperstown, NY, surrounded by a pantone of Fall color and everyone in the world they hold dearest to them. It was a day of laughing and dancing and raising a glass to toast to life's big moments...and the small ones. It was love in its purest form. The day was made even more perfect thanks to the incredible efforts of event stylist Tori Samuel, who completely transformed the Farmer's Museum for the evening reception. Sarah & Dave, there are truly no words to thank you for the honor of having us there with you as you started a life together. We adore both of you! My hope is that you will love like this always....surrounded by warmth and with the kind of love that sets the whole world on fire.
Yesterday, I ran through a train station in four inch heels.
Is it just me, or is there something about that sentence that brings to mind black & white images of Bogart & Bacall, Casablanca style. Here's lookin' at you kid. In my head, I would be wearing a fedora. And a fur lined trench coat. There would be steam inexplicably rolling down the platform, and I would carry one single steamer hat box with travel stickers on it from Morocco.
I would not be out of breath.
I would definitely not swear that I was having a heart attack, as I clutched my chest and told 'Lizabeth I was coming to join her.
And as I climbed the seventeen (give or take fifteen) flights of stairs to dash through the train doors at the last minute, I would lope like a gazelle and land like a ballerina with each passing step. All without a hair out of place.
And yet, as one facebook friend (thank you Nichole!!) so perfectly put it.....I have the funniest feeling that what I actually looked like was something more like this....
But what can I say, I'm a romantic. So, two hours later, once I was certain my heart wasn't going to explode and I finally stopped sweating....I had Justin grab this quick shot of me in Grand Central. So that one day I can totally lie to our grandkids and tell them that when I ran in heels through train stations....it was always in black & white.
And with that, that brings us to another Friday roll call! Every so often, we like to have you guys sound off (sha-booya-booya style) so that we get a chance to know you better. I know some of you are brand new and some of you have been with us from the very beginning. Either way, jump in, introduce yo-selves, and be sure to leave a link so you can all get to know each other as well.
If you were to ask Justin how he first fell in love with photography, he would tell you that it all started with a magic kit.
You know the kind. Pulling rabbits out of hats, making coins disappear and such. The whole bit. Perhaps there was even a cape involved. Perhaps. I like to imagine that there was. But I can't tell you for sure. Because I wasn't there.
You see, he got this magic kit when he was a kid. Like the little tykes version of Houdini.
And from the way he tells it....he was pretty much terrible.
Apparently the rabbits preferred to wear the hats, and those darn coins just wouldn't disappear. And no matter how hard he tried, a young Copperfield he was not.
Fast forward about ten years or so, when a fifteen year old Justin took his very first photography class in high school. I'm pretty sure it was called Darkroom 101 or something like that.
Because as he likes to tell it, the first time he stood in the darkness breathing in the smell of fixer and hearing the drip-drip-drip of the sink, he took this plain sheet of paper and he made an image appear out of nowhere on it.
And in that second and for the first time in his life....he felt like maybe, just maybe, he might be good at this magic thing after all.
And that right there my friends, was the moment he fell in love with photography.
For the past few weeks, we've been making a conscious effort to get back to that. That feeling of falling in love. And....that magic.
Because as you guys who have been shooting for a little while now know, at some point it's really easy to start treating your camera like a briefcase: you only pick it up to go to work.
And that magic starts to fade. Photography becomes something that pays the bills. Something that gets you blog comments. And Facebook likes. Something that you do versus something that you are.
But I believe, to truly become the photographers that we were born to be...photography is something that has to get way down into our souls and become a very part of who we are. It has to become a lifelong love affair. One where we never stop learning. We never say it's good enough. We never stop being amazed. And we never ever stop falling in love with that magic over and over and over again.
Last week when we were in San Francisco, we took one huge step forward in chasing that magic when we stopped in at the Photobooth SF to have our tin type's made. This was true wet plate photography shot on a large format camera in a studio, and we even had to have our necks braced. Abraham Lincoln (Vampire Slayer) style :) It was amazing. After the pictures were taken, we got to go back into the darkroom and watch the magic of our images come to life.
And I'm going to be honest....it kinda made me feel like a top hat and cape were definitely in order.
Today, I want you to ask yourself this question: what was it really that made you fall in love with photography in the first place? Not why you thought it would be a good business or how you first got started. But when was it that you first felt that magic?
Now go do something like that today.
Rock it out,
**Be sure to check out these other amazing photographers doing wet plate work as well: Jody Dole & Ian Ruhter