Photographing the Photographer: Tales from a Chicago Family Photographer
Photographing another photographer (and more importantly the children of said photographer). Sounds like an easy feat, doesn’t it? In theory the children of photographers are used to having their pictures taken. Used to seeing their mom or dad’s face transformed into a black box with a circular piece of glass. Right? Easy peasy…Ha. As I…
Photographing another photographer (and more importantly the children of said photographer). Sounds like an easy feat, doesn’t it? In theory the children of photographers are used to having their pictures taken. Used to seeing their mom or dad’s face transformed into a black box with a circular piece of glass. Right? Easy peasy…Ha. As I will prove to you right here.
Well, as many photogs reading this will attest, photographing your own child is an exercise in frustration. So, armed with my knowledge of this I approached yesterday’s session with a sense of challenge. You know what tho? I hadn’t needed to worry because I had these boys under my spell (even tho, after three frames the youngest turned to me and asked: "are we done yet?" LOL. Not even close, little grasshopper). We had fun, we played and we got some really amazing images.
Regardless of the level of ease for which it was to photograph I enjoyed working with Wisconsin’s Nanette Gerrits, her wonderful (and funny) husband and her two gorgeous boys. A big thank you to her for venturing out up to the Chicago area for an Urban Decay session. I loved meeting you guys, I had a blast (and more importantly I hope you guys did too) and I think you are going to be VERY happy with the images from your session. There is nothing like the spark of creativity I get when met with a new place and a family that *gets* the process. So thank you on that level. And also, thank you for entrusting me with your confidence in obtaining something truly special and remarkable for your family. It means the world to me that you allowed me to capture this time in your lives.
So, enough blabbering. Go. Enjoy the sneak peeks…



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Thanks for stopping in.
Namaste.
Ooooh, P.S. as I almost forgot. Thanks to my wonderful husband who drove out to help us out with the sofa. Thanks D! Love you much.
