It’s been quite some time thanks to COVID, since we’ve been able to work with people in front of my lens.
Luckily, Misty’s parents Dale and Bootsie agreed to let me see if my shutter finger still worked. So we traveled through parts of Old Louisville and encouraged them to be romantic and sweet. That wasn’t hard at all. I’m glad they let me press the button on the good stuff.
I’ll show you more in a bit.
We’ve been doing our helping thing, because that’s what grandparents do, but today’s the day to let this little guy know how much we love him and love the fact that he’s here.
Misty and Kacy put together an insanely large and hard to put together balloon garland. The cake is pretty cool and the Sesame Street muppet cupcakes are ready.
Time to sing Happy Birthday and let him know how much we love him. That’s my favorite part. Sharing with him how much we love him.
When we were setting up his first birthday shoot, Jeremiah was just being too cute and this photographer, and grandfather had to grab a shot.
His mom had a few water drops put in his hair to make it super cute and curly. And the balloons were certainly different then when he went to bed. But it was “YAY” time and he made it so much fun we kept making cute photos.
I should warn you. There will be plenty more coming.
Another socially distanced holiday is upon us so we ended up doing a small celebration with close friends. And then there’s the photogeek that figures the alliteration would be cool. All that added up to Monochrome Memorial Day.
So I grabbed my Micro Four Thirds camera (yes, I still love Olympus) and used the built in black and white Art filter. Luckily, I liked the output and put together the collage in the Olympus software.
It was hard to fight the natural inclination to put the images in Lightroom, but I did. And I still like the images.
Hard to believe because it seems like the time has gone so fast, but my son London is 21 today. A couple of weekends ago, we were lucky enough to spend some time with he and his young family.
We probably should have told him what we were going to do, but that would have spoiled the fun. We went to dinner at his old favorite Mexican restaurant, El Nopal. That wasn’t the issue. Misty made sure that the restaurant knew it was his birthday so why not smash whipped cream into his beard?
Plus, this gives me the chance to show off photos of his greatest present ever, Jeremiah. I always felt that about my kids so it’s nice to know that he feels the same way. Happy birthday son. I love you more than ever.
And yes, when we leave El Nopal, the table always looks like this. We enjoy having a good time.
This was actually 9 years ago yesterday, but I got so busy with the day job I didn’t have time to create this post. But I think it’s so good, I decided not to wait for a 10 years ago post in 364 days. Obviously it was made during March Insanity (you know what it’s really called, but the NCAA won’t let anyone say it unless you’re giving them money) and the University of Louisville was doing well.
Freelance photographers like me who used to rely on newspapers to provide photo opportunities used to enjoy the competition between the Courier-Journal and the Voice-Tribune. During those heady days you got to grab your camera and go. Just make it interesting and clickable.
So, I’ve been trying to figure out how to remind people that I’m a photographer. COVID-19 slowed business to a halt, as it has with many, many other businesses. And even before that, publications in Louisville ran out of money for freelance shutterbugs. Of course, that makes it difficult to survive as a creative.
Back in the day when I was a product photographer for Amazon and Zappos, sometimes products would come to my set that caught my attention.
