Excited for the next few days.

We've been getting a good number of hits, thanks to all of you lovelies out there supporting us! =D

I'm excited for a few reasons. The first reason being I'm sewing a dress to do a photoshoot of the N600 and I. Ah, my dream car, the baby Honda <3 I'm also working on getting something for boyo so just know, something is in the mix!

Secondly, creativelive is having a session on fashion photography and incorporating that into your weddings. Can not ever begin to explain my excitement on that note! Not only shooting weddings, but fashion, hopefully with a high fashion flair?! How will she ever pull it off?!

She- being Lindsay Adler, a high fashion commercial photographer. Talk about a dream come true!

Lastly, we've set a goal, a timeline for ourselves. By August, at least 1 of us will be a full-time photographer, if not both. In the mean time, we'll trudge away at our 9-5's and do what we must to break "impossible" and make it reality.

In the mean time:

Live large- and carry on. =]

Milestones, polished up.

SD PUG was freakin' awesome last night.  Great location.  Excellent people.  Awesome overview of albums.

It was a super learning experience for Chelse and myself, and I'm so revved up and excited for some new possibilities that may be coming our way.  The always wonderful Youngren team made the newbies feel welcome and the regulars had plenty to chat about.

Lastly, we're almost at 2,000 individual blog views.  Incredible, and thank you all for your support on our journey.  This has been an awesome privilege to be able to work with everyone that we have, and we're definitely looking forward to more!

Short post for today, but keep checking back!

Amanda and Sarah- For Mom

Had a photoshoot of two lovely senoritas this past week, and let me tell you! They are fireballs when put together!

It must have been something in the air to attract siblings, first my own and then these two. Actually, it was set up with the secret intent to be a mother's day gift, but I won't blow it as it seems her mom is also a friend on facebook and, well, tagging them in the photos sort of ruined the surprise!

But Ah-ha! Never to fear for creative ingenuity if here!

Somewhere. Around...

Here.

Anyhow! This sought to remind them and others, that parents enjoy pictures of us kinderlins. Think of it, when is the last time you took a photo with your family? I bet it wasn't your idea, was it? While you might not think of it now, it's certainly not inherent in the minds of those in my age persuasion, a box of photos five, ten years down the road means a lot more than a box of chocolate ever will.

Who knows what will happen during that time. A baby, a move, a gain, a loss. We tend not to think of how important these things are/will be to us.

But Mom's know. Something about having a kid, perhaps, that ingrains this seed of "Capture their lives to be remembered". Perhaps it has to do with the knowledge they earn through time's passage. They watch it elapse, understand the fragility of it.

Yet a picture remains something physical you can hold in your hand. Remember. It's a more vivid version of a memory. It can make you remember, long after the musty smell of hiding in a closet because you'd tried to trim your own bangs and thought triangles made your face look good. (Why else would you cut them into your hair?)

That's great thing about pictures. Unlike smells, unlike textures, it can't be two things, it can't be everywhere. It's one static moment that instills all of the time surrounding it; the meaning and depth behind it.

Mom's know.

So, for you, Mrs. Amanda-and-Sarah's-Mom. Your lovely daughters; as the are today, as you remember them 20 years ago, as they will be remembered 15 years from now.

Value yourself and your work...

Because if you don't, no one else will.

Hello Kits and Kittens,

This has been an uplifting and educational week photographically. Not much to show as of this second (i.e. it's on the camera or simply needs to be shot), but I've been learning a lot! Not just learning, but being inspired by.

Watched the CreativeLIVE segment of Don Giannatti and his lighting demonstration. It's only day one, but it's a brillant "here-are-the-basics-to-and-not-to's" of adding light to a subject. This is a pretty large interest of mine as most of the photographs I envision are, well, lit. Perhaps I stumble upon the perfect scene with an unbearably perfect lighting set up, but it's doubtful. Besides, being able to move the light 6 inches makes a world of difference!!

Don has also introduced my eyes to the likes of Arthur Elgort, Patrick Demarchelier, the wonders of W Magazine, and other wonderful fashion wonders.

It also led me to the 6 most killing fashion statements ever made, which has now corrupted the beauty of the victorian era as well as other ages, but did make you ponder- The hell?! By this, I truly mean the most deadly fashion statements ever.

That however, is a more depressing story. Not one of brilliant inspiration as the rest of this post is meaning to be!

I've also recently discovered (all of 30 minutes ago!) Sue Bryce of Australia (well, first New Zealand) and her amazing, inspiring, educational blog. To which, one of the things I've learned is the etiquette of blogging. (Who knew?!)

What are some of your fashion inspirations? Who inspires you? What inspires you? How did you find it/come across it?

Please, expand my limited knowledge of the world with some of your wisdom and allow me to understand. =]

Best!

Shoot today of someone who slips between the pages.

Sibling is a funny word. The idea makes you imply certain values and characteristics to that person. Granted, they're typically formed from the experiences of youth and valid points, but time has a way of changing us, of shaping us- it doesn't allow that image to grow into what it is/who they have become.

I will always see my little brother as the little runt who would run his knobby knees out into the apple ivy in front of our house just to be there, leaving behind a trail of socks, shoes, pants, until he was down to boxers. Must have been a wonderful feeling because it happened a lot.

Personally, I've always been a bit over protective of him. Well, my sister, too, but to a point, she could fend for herself. No, my little brother was my heart, while my sister ran my head (usually into the floor as we wrestled.) Regardless, I bloomed into a tall, intimidating person quite early on and was a silent force to be reckoned with. My sister was the spit fire, smack talking thing she still tends to lean towards today. My brother, on the other hand, was a late bloomer. Always the smallest and scrawniest kid in class and two years behind me in school.

Quiet, angry, serene. Today, he still maintains almost a quiet calm in a loud room that allows him to go relatively unnoticed. I loved him dearly as a kid and to this day, still have the urge to kick any kids butt who says anything ill-towards.

I'm always afraid for him, but I really saw him today taking his picture. He'll be just fine.

Funny thing, taking pictures. You can get so lost in them, that you can start to see the bare basics or the most intimate of details. With my brother, I really saw him. He's a pretty good lookin' kid-er-young man. He's always had the - aw shucks, he's just my brother- glean about him that was hard to see through. Yes, he has eyes. Yes, a nose, too though it's Papi's nose, yes lips and a fine chin. Yes, he could be good looking- but he's my little brother. My baby brother. End.

I must say, my family wears some good genes.

While he's still young and his main hobby is cars and car hunting, followed closely by shoes, he's pretty well put together. He might not like big crowds, but that's cool. I don't really either. It was fun hanging out with him today. Teasing about girlfriends and spotting mustangs, nodding when he talked car talk like I knew what the heck a gtr cvxs or something was/is.

It's cool though. At the end of the day, I'm still his big sister.

And I'll kick your butt to Timbuktu if you even try to say anything bad about him. =]