Friday, February 27, 2009

Magic in the Studio


Working with Michael is just magic.
Of course, it doesn't hurt to have a fabulous model like Ash. Aren't her eyes just insanely amazing?
I'm adding a new gadget off to the right. You sign yourself up to be a "follower" of this blog.
I'm already up to two fans. I'm not even sure what to do with myself. Maybe I should get a publicist.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Lora


This is what happens when you drive 200 miles to help out a friend. She'll put in front of the camera even if you don't want to be. That's what friends are for.
Doesn't she photograph beautifully? It's a little unfair actually.
I don't think words could express what an amazing friend Lora is or how much she means to me. She's the kind of person that would say, "Hell huh? I've been there. Need a ride?" If you need somebody at your back, she's your gal.

I was so blessed to have Michael Nielsen there with me. He is a brillant stylist, as well as many other things. Truthfully, I don't know what he can't do. He is a gifted costume designer, choreographer, director, actor and he throws killer karaoke parties. Be looking for more projects from the two of us!

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Black and white vs. Color



Black and white or color? Both convey offer distinct advantages. It really depends on what you want. Either way, Debby looks hot!
Debby is a wonderful friend from high school. Oh, we still laugh so much together!
At one point, I laughed so hard, I lost my gum. "Where did it go?" was the question of the hour. I won't tell you where I found it or when, but it was recovered at a later time. Thank you for a fabulous time Debby and some stunning pictures!
Why in the world should I want to work with models when I have such insanely beautiful friends? I'm just going to keep my studio set up in the front room and snag people come by to visit (for reals).



Thursday, February 19, 2009

Color of Winter



Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Elf?


If you don't believe if elves, you may want to reconsider after seeing this face.
What a cutie!

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Alma Mater


My dear alma mater.
To be clear, "alma mater" is the school you graduated from.
Or it could be the name given to a sculpture of the goddess Minerva by Daniel Chester French.
Alma Mater is also the name of a BBC play and was the title used in ancient Rome for the mother goddess as well as the for the Virgin Mary in Medieval Christianity.
In this case, I'm referring to the University of Utah.
Anyway, I wish I had lots of affectionate warm fuzzy stories to share with you concerning my "nourishing mother", but I don't think you really want to hear them and to be honest, I can't seem to recall very many motherly memories.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Lucky



This is Jen Massey.

If you're lucky, she's your voice teacher.

If you're not lucky, you're on her long waiting list.

If you're semi-lucky, you're a friend who takes her picture because then maybe she'll sing you a song.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Small moments

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Happy Birthday Beautiful

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

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Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Salt Lake City Library

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Heritage


Too often we look at other and see only differences, but when
I look at my friend's father I know that his story is a part of mine own
and his future is woven with the fabric of mine.

Friday, January 30, 2009

Golden Slumber

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Still Waters

Still waters
where days gone by
refuse to gently slumber.
May memories moor the broken heart
and temper what time refuses.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Self portrait

Our Deepest Fear

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

-Marianne Williamson

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Pretty in Pink






I have to say my very best sessions are not only when I have time, but when I let the client have a chance to run the show.
Inevitably, I get shots that I would have never been able to dream up on my own.
And did this two year old know what kind of pictures she wanted to do?

What two year old wouldn't?







Thursday, January 15, 2009

Reality bites



You know with the sagging economy, we are all finding that we need to be a little more creative to make ends meet. I'm thinking of starting a new business featuring posters with something like this image above. I mean, this could be a whole new thing for me.
I could expand to mugs, calendars, mouse pads, maybe even some day car wraps.
Drop me a line and let me know what you think.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Impressions of Winter

Saturday, January 10, 2009

Baby Mine



How many faces can a baby make?

These last few weeks I found they can do just as many, just as fast as any seasoned actor
and they are oh so much more adorable.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Almost


Monday, January 5, 2009

The face of Adan

I spent the holidays the best way possible with family and friends and it feels strangely odd to be at my computer once more after being absent for so long. Most of my pictures from the break will stay stored away somewhere, but these are a few that are worth sharing, my dear friend's son.



His name is pronounced with a soft "a" as in the word "all" followed by a Spanish d (just a hint of whisper of an English "th") another soft "a", and finish with a musical and "n". String the letters together and his name will fall like warm liquid from your lips, "Adan".
A gaze that reveals an ageless spirit and a knowledge of things that perhaps I've forgotten.
What is it that he knows?
His mother's eyes that one can swim in.
His father's ears make their mark.
Seeing them in him, I feel a kinship, a love already born.
And when his eyes rest on mine, I feel as if his soul quietly reminisces, "Oh yes, I remember you".

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Happy Holidays

I have a photo of Nicole Roundy featured in Park City Magazine's current issue. Congratulations to Nicole for all her hard work! I'll be signing off the blog for the holidays these next few weeks. I'll be back after Janurary 5.
Happy Holidays!

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

The forgotten princess



I was hoping to meet up with some royalty while I was Tonga and I did, but not in a way which I had anticipated. As I was bicycling up the coast one afternoon, I met this young girl. Quiet and unassuming, she held herself with such nobility and dignity that in my mind I began to remember her as "the forgotten princess".

Sunday, December 7, 2008

VIRUS

I got a nasty virus this last week and it's really messed up my computer. I thought it was something from my cousin. My sweet classmate got the same thing because she thought it was an email from me with pictures from Tonga. UGH! Be careful of anything you open and make sure and back up EVERYTHING you care about.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Pangaimotu


When I was Tonga I had the chance to get away for the day to an island resort. I had the option of choosing a) an Aussie owned resort b) the German owned resort or c) the Tongan owned resort. I didn't go half away around the world to hang out with Aussies or Europeans. I chose c) Pangaimotu Island Resort owned by Big Mama. Big Mama was not in but I met some pretty great people and ate some amazing food.
(A big hello to David, Ashely, Ian, and Dewayne!)
If I got in a job in Tonga with a promise I could eat in the nice restaurants EVERYDAY, I'd probably have to move, it's that good. Nothing in the States can even compare.


Yes, it really did look like this. Pangaimotu is a yachtie hang out and if I had time that day I would have taken a cruise, but I headed back to Tongatapu for an invitation for a history making event (more on that tomorrow).


Tonga time is not the same as US time. And I'm not talking time zones here. I haven't found a conversion chart yet, but I'll post it when I do. Time is as Einstein said, relative. I had to ask people, "Are we talking Tonga time or American time?" That was somewhat helpful in a few occasions, but not really. What was most helpful was for me to say to myself, "Oh, we're talking Gary time." That's my husband. This was of my first clues that my palangi husband has a Tongan spirit. He loves to eat, sing, hang out at church, and is super laid back. That pretty much defines the Tongan way. If somebody had told me that the day we had married, it would saved me a lot of confusion.

Yes, that is a sunken ship in the background (probably a pirate ship) and I went snorkeling there. The ocean was just teeming with sea life. It was mind blowing! Note to self, "Next trip, underwater house for camera."

Monday, December 1, 2008

Price Family






Could this family be even cuter? They look like a magazine family.
Karl does not think he looks so cute (he's the dad).
If you know Karl, please write him and tell "Man, you look cute!" You could also substitute the word cute and write "hot", "swanky", or "wowie-wow-wow". It's totally up to you.
But please write him...soon.

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Got religion?




When I was in Tonga, I went to seven hours of worship services visiting various congregations and buildings. Worship is very important in the Tongan culture. On Sunday all businesses shut down and meeting houses are full throughout the day. Everywhere I went I was accepted with open arms and warm smiles.