Looking to the Future…

I know this scene looks peaceful, but Christine is quietly formulating a plan of escape so that she can get away from the daily photos that I insist on making.

I made this photo of Christine waaaaaaaay back on September 24, 2011 before we knew that Atticus was an Atticus and not an Atticette. I also realize that it’s out of order but maybe one day I’ll go back and reorganize this site in chronological order (but that day is not today!)

I think it is a perfect photo for a New Year’s Day as it has a distinct ‘reflecting on the future’ feel; is ‘preflection’ a word? Spell check says, “No” but I think it should be.

Happy New Year!!!

I hope everyone had a great New Year’s Eve (there’s actually still about an hour and a half of 2012 despite my use of the future tense!) I have decided that it is my goal to post approximately a photo a day or at least a handful of photos a week! We’ll see how it goes…

For the final photo to be posted in 2012, I’m posting a great shot taken (with an iPad) just a few hours ago of Atticus on his new pirate ship (Christmas present from Gramma and Papa) taken by Jennifer Safrit @ Casa de Safrit. We celebrated the new year with a full countdown and lyrically inacurate rendetion of ‘Auld Lang Syne’ at just after 7:30 pm because we are old and boring. The Safrits’ dachshund, Pete and Atticus just stared at us in mutual confusion.

It’s not everyday that you see a naked pirate (apparently) sipping tea from the crow’s nest!

See ya, 2012! Nice to meet you, 2013!!

Stocking Stuffers

Here’s a Christmas card for you!

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, But Atticus was angry (you can tell by his glare)
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
But Atticus was angry (you can tell by his glare)

And here’s an un-written on version:

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, But Atticus was angry (you can tell by his glare)
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
But Atticus was angry (you can tell by his glare)

 

 

 

 

 

 

We made our annual pilgrimage to Pittsburgh, PA for Christmas but this year we brought our own baby (and he’s been quite a hit!) Here are some of my favorite photos that I captured during our trip.

First present ever and it's… a sweater. It's okay, though, because it's a super cute, handmade sweater! Thanks Lois!!
First present ever and it’s… a sweater. It’s okay, though, because it’s a super cute, handmade sweater! Thanks Lois!!

Santa’s not the only one who deserves a “Thank you!”

Christine taught Alicia how to make tiiiiiiiiny Cheerio® sized donuts for Santa's elves!
Christine taught Alicia how to make tiiiiiiiiny Cheerio® sized donuts for Santa’s elves!
…and the elves, politely, left an equally tiny Thank You note
…and the elves, politely, left an equally tiny Thank You note

Santa brought Atticus a toddler-sized corn popper and the elves brought a tiny elf-sized corn popper (with a tiny scroll to explain that they made it just for him but mom would probably insist on using it as a tree ornament!)

 

 

Atticus admires how his 'Baby's First Christmas' spoon catches the light as he dangles it around
Atticus admires how his ‘Baby’s First Christmas’ spoon catches the light as he dangles it around

I think Atticus has been battling the sniffles for the last week or so. Between the runny nose and excessive drool, the lower half of his head is nearly always drenched!

Hey guys! (SNIFFF!) Wait, where's everybody going?(SNERFFF!)
Hey guys! (SNIFFF!) Wait, where’s everybody going?(SNERFFF!)
Domino lurks deep in his catacomb
Domino lurks deep in his catacomb
Mommy taunts Atticus with wonderfully colored plastic war toys but he is cut off at the Connor Pass.
Mommy taunts Atticus with wonderfully colored plastic war toys but he is cut off at the Connor Pass.
Atticus tries on one of Uncle Chris's new fire building gloves…
Atticus tries on one of Uncle Chris’s new fire building gloves…

 

Throw your hands in the air… and wave them like you just don’t care… and if you’re momma’s little guy but when she’s gone you start to cry then let me hear you say, “Oh yeah!”

Christine wanted me to take some portraits of Atticus in front of the tree but he kept charging at me and trying to touch my lens. It was scarier than it sounds…
Christine wanted me to take some portraits of Atticus in front of the tree but he kept charging at me and trying to touch my lens. It was scarier than it sounds…
…and he STRIKES!
…and he STRIKES!
I don't know why he started doing this tongue thing
I don’t know why he started doing this tongue thing
Atticus thinks that it is the most hilarious thing in the world when a grown-up lies down on the floor
Atticus thinks that it is the most hilarious thing in the world when a grown-up lies down on the floor
Atticus graciously allows Papa to play with his toys
Atticus graciously allows Papa to play with his toys
Unfortunately, Atticus sorta has a monkey on his back…
Unfortunately, Atticus sorta has a monkey on his back…

My Cheapo Lighting Portrait Shoot

Lookout!
I wasn’t in any danger from the scary skeleton (it’s really just Atticus)

Recently, I’ve been taking a lighting class at Sawtooth with, instructor, Bill Lusk. So far (we have only finished the first part of a three part class), just about everything that we’ve learned has been stuff I learned in college but I very much had the mindset of, “I don’t really need to learn studio lighting because I’m going to be outside in the middle of everything or on tour with some band where I won’t be able to control the lighting anyway.” Yeah well… Fast forward nearly a decade and a half later, amidst a digital photography revolution and now you can barely cross the street without bumping into at least one “photographer” and, sight unseen, my photographic skills no longer sound like anything especially special.

In all seriousness…
Okay guys, let’s get serious

How can I differentiate myself from the piles of camera toting weekend warriors loitering the streets of the planet? I’ll study up on all the lighting techniques that I was so resistant to in school! Seems a little redundant, you say? I prefer to think of it as I’m getting to pay two times to learn the same information! Eh? Eh? Oh well, I’m enjoying the class and I’m getting a great refresher on all the stuff that I’ve forgotten/avoided learning in the first place!

I managed to talk Atticus into being my involuntary, if only semi-willing, model. I think he did a great job!

Cackling bones
He seems pretty happy for such a boney kid
Hang ten, brah
Sometimes, Atticus pretends he is a surfer
Subtly shrewd
Subtly shrewd (just like his mother)
I love my Dad THIS much!
Scooby Dooby Doo! Where Are you?
I am tolerant and reflective
“…even as a child, Emperor Atticus was tolerant and reflective” ~ Helen Gill Forsythe Kirk