I talked about this session back when she was born here ANd the date just kept movin and moving,so it went from newborn, to 3 month session, and I was alright with that. This is more of a sneak peak I got to edit more of these images over the weekend and I have about a half dozen more I want to post..
So, My birthday was Saturday. It was a good birthday. My husband made me breakfast in bed, my kids sang to me several birthday songs, my facebook page is overrun with well wishes, my granny and brother in law called to sing me. And this was all before like 11 am!
It was all a good time.
Every few years my birthday falls right in Easter weekend if not on easter its self, this year was no excption I got to see my girls all dressed up in their pretty ruffled and lace dressses. Cammy and her best friend had a blast at the easter egg hunt. This picture was taken on accident ans is totally over exposed but I love it anyway..
Sydney her best friend finally came out of hiding on us. The Girls are so excited to see each other, and her mom and I decided that they should take a dance class together so that is on the plan for the next week – get her all signed up for this dance class.
So I just got that all together – thanks to my trusty blog for reminding me.
And hopefully they will both be going to the same school in a year or so, in the meantime we’ve made a commitment to be better moms about making sure they see each other. Syd and Cammy are so good for each other. Sydney is so calm – she keeps cammy grounded and Cammy helps Sydney tear loose a bit.
So we are very excited that the girls get to play and hang out and be together. Sydney even has a baby sister Bris age so if they get on well – its playmates for everyone!
WHOO HOO!
Anywho. The girls got to hunt eggs and eat an obscene amount of chocolate. Bri is such a little candy hunter. She wakes up wanting a peice of anything. She is not okay with the no she gets everymorning but shes used to it she asks and if shes found soemthing (usually the same sucker from yesterday) she puts it back with out fuss. But I love that she keeps asking.
And this one – this is my little poopie woopie finally giving me a good shot – My granny is gonna wanna have this blown up on her wall. I think I am gonna want one too, this was before she and her sister pulled the flowers off the dresses. 
what can we say they are girls, but they are my girls!
I still haven’t blogged my session or about my birthday dinner but we got some minor family hiccups goin down, and I think, no I know my husband has something special planned tonight as a layover from my birthday, and there is a tweet up I may drop by to make an appearance, so I am a little spacey in the brain.
so Tomorrow Internets? Also look for a post about our family jaunt to the Scottish Tartan Festival. We saw some of the most beautiful dogs at that festival. Cammys favorite Uncle Justin.
Be peaceful be photographed…
So last week, to kick off my birthday celebration I had a chance to go to a seminar and listen to Denis Reggie speak. If you don’t know who he is – Mr. Reggie, is one of THE wedding photographers. Like period. They call him the godfather of photojournalism in photography.
He looks the part a bit too.
He has SWAGGER… Like For real. Like I thought I was self assured about my abilities. NO. I don’t know crap about who I am or what I do compared to Denis Reggie.
Then again his starting range is serveral times mine, which only goes to show me, I got work to do and dreams to dream baby.
I love his concept and the way he thinks about weddings and wedding coverage. I love his purist outlook. And his images. I love his work, He does exactly what I love. Sit back, and just let the moments come to you. Step out of the shadows for a minute when you need to then fade back in.
It was also awesome to hear from someone who truly believes in what he is doing. Someone who has an obvious passion for our jobs. I hear alot of people who say they love photogrpahy and are passionate about it – but what I think they are really all hyped about is the possibility - not necessarilythe photographs. I love what Denis said about post processing – and I am trying to find my way to that most honest style of imagery. I am way closer than I used to be but I still have a way to go.. I mean, frankly I like a vingette.
It was awesome to hear him speak, I don’t necessarily agree with some of his stances but I certainly agreed more than not and he gave me the kick in the butt I needed to get my self in gear this week. Become more ready to rock it out. I like to go to these events for networking purposes and I finally met the last of the BIG GUN local photographers I personally admire and had yet to met. Which was awesome, cause we were just talking and chatting before I figure out who she was, and was unable to contain my fan girl.
Hopefully I’l be posting more about my growing as a artist, I attend a fair shair of seminars and workshops and I hope to share that here too.
**Photo by the lovely Stephanie thank you for thinking of me and letting me know about it!
So I had a fight with my Dad this weekend. On the surface we argued about the same art we always argue about. The same peices I say “Its pointless to argue about so let it go Raquita.” We’ve had this arguement on average once a year since I moved out. (yes I realise that was 2001.) But I instantly after we left knew I didn’t care about the pictures - don’t get it twisted, I wanted them, I think I was right but I always do so thats not new. But like I said its the same arguement so the question to myself became, so why are you really arguing with your father Raquita?
And it occurs to me that its because I never see him, the girls never see him, major holidays withstanding. Perhaps it is because I am angry with my father because we are so far apart. That he say’s hes coming to see the girls and doesn’t. That we are offically every other average divorced family in the world, and I wasn’t raised to be average at anything. Maybe its because I am angry and I don’t want to be, and I am angry with myself that I am angry. And it didn’t take ten grand in therapy or a 3 thousand dollar prostitue (thats my Pretty Woman refrence for the day) to figure it out. Lucky Me. Meh. This is why I am writing poems again.
I had a full full weekend. I will be posting all manner of wonder about it really really soon. But this one of the posts I miss posting. So, I am posting.
Maybe I need to drink more Vodka.
I would love to be able to say that I am relaxing and enjoying the spring weather – but thats only partly true. Things are swirling around me and I am working to establish the process that is gonna work for me and my style and my desiresfor my clients. If I could have any superpower I would take the powers of Evie from the 80’s TV show ‘Out of this World’ and be able to pause time so I could get more stuff done.
Sidebar : Anybody know a good bookkeeper?
In other news – My new newsletter has gone out for April, and my spring speical email will be going out in a week or so if you haven’t signed up for it you can do so in the bio secion of my blog and you’ll be on the list for what ever cool stuff I can think up! I am eager to get with all the kids and their easter dresses and suits. I got my first does the other day and now I am jones’n for little ties and patent leather shoes.
Things have been rather hectic around the Henderson abode, I am just getting over strep throat and the girls and I, Jerry too for that matter, have been trading that stomach virus that made its way thru the area too many times since the begining of the year. I kicked it for the third time last month. So I am sick of antibiotics and tissues and being sick. Hopefully with the break of spring things will say on the up and up around here.
Bri though I think is teething her back teeth, she wont eat anything that isn’t yogurt and pudding or equally as soft. Cammy is being, well, Cammy. She’s such a delight, out side of telling a random woman yesterday while we were waiting in a line that she “hates when she gets a fever cause she sometimes get diarrhea when that happens.” Yeah. I’ve got that kid apparently.
We went on our first all girl dinner date last night, I was too tired to cook but Sweetie Pies was open and on the way home so we sat down to some good real food rather than chicken nuggets or fast food and Cammy praised my choice as she devoured her green beans and friend chicken. Shes a southern belle for real cause she crumbled her cornbread right up in those green beans and was happy as a lamb. I decided right then that I think Sweetie Pies might be a more regular stop for us, Jerrys not overly fond of it, he always prefers my soul food to what ever you could by but he was at burger night so we were good for a girls night out. And its not bad value for hanging with my girls.
I’ve got tons of laundry to do as well as a few client meetings and design work to get done and out the way. My moms birthday was this past Monday (HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!) she got to hang with her girlfriends and while I missed it physically I was there in spirit. My sister’s birthday is this coming Friday – it is this time of year that I miss having her here the most. I often imagined that we would be moms together and chase each others kids around and I would get to baby sit for her and our kids would hang like we hung with all of our cousins, and its birthday time that I miss that the most.
But in other news I’ve made a lot of progress on Pinxit, things are movin forward, I must take a minute to thank the people who have been UBER supportive since the get go with this thing.
Aisha, you are my grammatical rock. You keep me from looking a hot mess in my newsletter and you keep me looking forward and upwards and I love you for it.
Spoken. What can I say really? Really what can I say but WUBBA.
My mom is a referral machine. The only person who believes in me more than my mom is…
Jerry. You make anything possible in my world, everything possible. I am grateful everyday that you believe in me and you love me. I find myself chasing the dreams you give me the strength to believe in. I cannot thank you enough for your efforts in our success.
todays image of excessive cute is my family, this will end up if not a gallery wrap in my living room possibly one in the bathroom or something..
