Around our house, friends and clients, I’m known as a Baby Whisperer. It’s not a gift I take lightly, but it is a gift nonetheless. Kids seem to be comfortable around me and open up for photos and general fun. I think it’s because they know I’m just a man who has lived for over 50 years, but is still a kid at heart. Continue reading “SKETCHBOOK: Another Baby Whisperer”
The idea behind Thanksgiving is right in line with my beliefs. We should all be grateful and give thanks for what we have. No matter how much we have or what we have. You entered the world with nothing.
Every year, one of the bigger deals in Louisville is the weekend before, or on, St. Patrick’s Day. With the profusion of Irish-themed restaurants along Baxter Avenue, having a parade in conjunction with St. Paddy’s is one of the no-brainers of the city. Continue reading “St. Patrick’s Day Parade in the Highlands”
This past Thursday night, the family got together and headed for Fest-A-Ville kind of on a whim. Misty talked to her BFF Becky who said she wanted to take her daughter, my play-neice, Emma to see the Balloon Glimmer. The Glimmer is a scaled down version of the Great Balloon Glow Continue reading “The 2015 Kentucky Derby Festival Is Off and Glimmering”
I’ve made no secret of my baby whisperer super power. It’s actually pretty cool to have one and nowhere is it more evident than between me and the lovely Emma. Continue reading “Emma and Uncle Tim”
Our friend Whitney hired us for our photographic skills to document the third birthday of her son Ashton. And since they’re big University of Louisville Cardinal fans, we went to the Belknap campus to get some of the ambiance of the sports program of 2013. Continue reading “Is Ashton already three?”
A couple of weeks ago, we decided to have a Slip and Slide Day. Okay, not really. The reason we really had family over because everyone loves Misty’s lasagna. Continue reading “Slip and Slide Day”
Here’s how life is going to go for you. Your mother is quite a good photographer. You can see her work here. There are other people in your family that are photographers. Your family has friends that know their way around cameras, too. I’m one of them. Continue reading “Pierson’s first smash cake”