on this gloomy, wet, and cold friday, i am posting photos from earlier this week. when i was sitting in the sun, sweating, contemplating whether or not i was getting a sunburn. taken in 5 minutes after school at the playground. my guy and his big brother are besties.
isabel
i had to. i had to do this. you knew i had to Erin! i had to put these pictures in a little page of my book. all together. with little words intertwined and dangling about and messing it all into a story. i really suck at telling the people i love that i love them. except husband and the boys. i tell them i love them like calliou whines. but i have this stupid i don't deserve anything thing going on and so i find myself thanking my friends for being friends with me. it's weird and complicated and dumb. but i took some "engagement" photos of meg and erin, two of my best friends, the summer before their wedding. we tried originally on a day where their session was #1 for me. i had childcare, free time, ready to rock. and then it sort of turned into almost hurricane like conditions (i may be exaggerating) and so we ended up drinking in their car and getting burritos. fail. except we had a lot of fun and i got to know them even more and i guess it sort of worked out in that way. like these odd things tend to. of course the next time we got together, it was after a *long* family event that had been laced with tension, beer, sports, and exhaustion. childcare felt uncomfortable. it was the end of the day. blah.
they say they loved their engagements photos. and there were definitely some images from it that i loved and that really embodied who Meg and Erin are. but i definitely felt like i was not on my a-game for them. and THEN. then. she asked me to shoot the wedding. well, i sort of offered i guess. and she asked. i wanted to be amazing for them. i don't really do weddings and i don't think i want to do weddings in the traditional sense. it is such a beautiful day for a story. and i do love a good story. but this wedding. like Meg and Erin's. these are the weddings i'll shoot, happily and whole heartedly. quirky, different, SMALL, gatherings, parties...or weddings.
it wouldn't have been Meg and Erin's wedding day if something dramatic didn't happen. mother nature didn't miss a beat and they got married right as hurricane Irene was landing on the east coast.
i can't even say enough about how fun this day was. and beautiful. like, picture pretty and deep down makes you cry with joy pretty. and i'm so grateful that they gave me the chance.
what a day.
isabel
a few weeks back the boys and my husband went to get their hair cut. i usually take it as an opportunity to stay home, enjoy the brief respite from the ongoing action movie that is life with 2 (well...3 really...) boys. but i've been trying to use the quiet and the calm of winter to tend to myself a little more. instead of saying i never have the time to go out, walk around and just observe, i need to be better at taking advantage of the times i do have and not be afraid i'll come back with nothing. so. i followed them to the barber shop.
Flloyd's on Mass Ave. in Cambridge. in case anyone was wondering.
isabel
my biggest, Jack has a best friend, Sophie. Sophie lives in the neighborhood where my in-laws live. the kind of neighborhood where kids run in the streets until sundown, bike to the playground and play endlessly, bouncing back and forth like ping pong balls from yard to yard. eventually to be dragged apart, covered in dirt, or each other's clothes. i wish i could leave Jack in this neighborhood. it's everything i want for my kids. to grow up like this. like i did in my smaller than a spec of dust hometown. my want for it is all consuming at the moment. but i am glad for Jack. that frequently he gets to be in this type of neighborhood, with his best friend. that he gets a taste of the freedom, the pure innocence of childhood, of playing in the dirt and swinging from trees and just having fun with what you have. of feeling that safe.
i love this light. spring is so damn close, it hurts.
isabel