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Scarlet+Anthony// Seattle WA Maternity

Ahh, maternity, maternity, maternity. That thing where us females grow actual humans inside our bodies in a very alien-esque process. I need to say this, and I don’t mean it lightly- I love these two so much. Right off the bat, you need to know that Anthony has a concerning  Neil Diamond obsession and Scarlett is a strawberry haired wingless angel. What’s awesome about this set is that it represents the first time a dude (he somehow started a trend) has contacted me about surprising his lady with a piece of their story in photos. No one is more deserving of a such a gift than Scar. She is like opening the window in a stuffy room. She’s a blanket when you’re cold. She loves you with words+ actions and radiates some indescribable thing that makes you constantly want to hug her. Anthony was performing at the Canadian version of the Grammys and wanted to shoot down the day after for some photos in western Washingtons moody, wet pines. I scoured Airbnb for the perfect place and found The Green A Frame in beautiful Packwood ,WA. The warm wood tones with big openings for the  gray light of the forest to spill onto the floor felt like the right place to tell such an intimate story. A waiting story. You see, heres the thing about Scarlet- she’s always waiting. Her great love is a keyboard banging god in a famous Canadian rock band and the music carries him away from her, across foreign water and rocks, again and again.  So she waits for him, busying her hands and  mind against the slow moving drum of the face on the wall with her photography. Ticking away the molasses minutes of the day until he wraps her up again in arms that have been absent for too long and yet feel as if they never left. And now, she waits for someone else. The little body she cradles inside is a tender mystery to those of us who watch the newcomer ripple beneath her skin. Scarlet  just laughs in a moment like this, absently rubbing her hand over her babies soft home, whispering something under her breath that no one can catch, leaning her little stranger against the kitchen counter. I love her so much. Anthony, her devoted, ribs me for asking her to get on the counter but dutifully lifts her up, one cute butt cheek at a time, and sets her down like a jar thats full to the brim of the last of the water in the world. Now there are three. A love worth always waiting for.                           Fin.   Safety first, then teamwork   L  

Carena+Garrett// Columbia River Gorge Engagements

Its April and I already feel like I’m having an identity crisis. If you’re an artist or entrepreneur or any type of human that creates any type of thing, then you might relate to this sentiment. I have no idea who I am right now, or what I like. I can’t even tell you what my favorite color is. In honesty though, I think I mostly pick black for everything and maybe never had a favorite. I am too mercurial for favorite things. Except Nutella and cherry vanilla cream cokes. Those things never change. I even smoked (Camel menthols) for more years than I like to acknowledge, woke up one day and decided I didn’t like it anymore and never picked up another one. This is how I live my life. Something you might not know about photography, and an area in which I’m happy to enlighten you- editing is a friggen struggle. There exist this never ending color spectrum, texture options and contrast choices and its overwhelming. Then Instagram forces you into a serious case of comparison pox. If you happened to be happy with your work or yourself before, just take a scroll.  Now you hate all the things. This isn’t just me, either. It’s all of my industry friends and anyone I’ve ever mentored. We all say the same thing every three months, on rotation, with various areas of focused disdain. The cycle of self loathing and doubt plays and replays again on the record player of life, asking you to hate yourself and bring a friend down with you. This morning I woke up with a #nottodaysatan attitude and I’m hanging on, with some struggle, but still. I’ve called my best friend Erin (@erinorthcutt) only every nine minutes since I got up so she can talk me out of deleting my entire Instagram feed. So this is where I’m at today, and I’m okay putting it out into the world that I doubt myself. I think if we all acknowledged the doubt then we would feel much less alone in it.   Anyway, on to the good stuff. Carena and Garett are getting married and I’ma be there for that too. They wanted a GIF for their wedding website and I am all about making my couples happy happy happy, so here it is. Look at these badasses. God, I love my couples.         Cue the photos: