Headshots for sale!

My first real attempt at headshots! I used my husband as my model and I think they turned out fantastic. My husband needed new shots and during these tight economic times I thought—why don’t I photograph you? I’m so glad I did. I really enjoyed it! And working in the business for so long I really feel I know what is needed in a headshot to get a casting director’s attention. Hopefully these will work. And if you need headshots, let me know! I will photograph you for a fee.

Summertime Black and White Photo

Summertime

The summer for me is all about the beach. It really is where I am happiest. “J” explores, runs with the big “wabes” or plays with his best pal, “C”. Henry plays volleyball and I lay in the warm sand letting the forbidden sun warm me up. “L” sleeps through it all in his cozy, cozy stroller. I know I already wrote a post about how much I love summer. I can’t help it—it’s true. So this is my second post about it. And I promise that there will probably be more. During the winter you will get my winter blues post.
Also I am trying to be more adventurous with my photography. I shot all three pictures in Manual Mode. Yahoo for me.

Imagination

J’s imagination is awesome. I love hearing him play with his imaginary friends. While my mind is racing with emails, texts, blogs and vmails, my son can keep his mind occupied for hours with make believe stories. And, I stop whatever I am doing and make sure to take the time to eavesdrop on his creative tales.

And here is the little one laughing. Yes! He laughs now.

Trains, Trains and Trains

"J" introduced "L" to trains this past weekend. There really is nothing more exciting then the sounds of a choo choo train to my son's ears.

And now I am so zonked that I shall retreat to my cozy, comfy, lovely bed. We just got new pillows and I think I hear all five of them calling my name.

Good night.

The Giving Tree

August 1, 2009
Did you read The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein? My husband read the book to “J” at bedtime today and I walked in with “L” while they were reading. I had forgotten about that book, but when I looked down at the story and heard the words, I immediately welled up. That might the saddest and yet most beautiful book ever written. I told my husband that was one of my favorite books and he said that the book was dedicated to me in the beginning from my mom. And so it was : To Eva December 1981. And I swear that book smelled like the house that I grew up in on the beach. My husband asked “J” if he thought the book made him feel happy or sad. He replied, “Happy!”. I’m just happy that Mr. Shel Silverstein is still a part of my reading world and that now it is a part of “J’s”
On a side photography note, I was going to share three pictures, but my computer is out to get me and being moody. So I am only downloading one and then I am going to BACK up my pictures and defragment. I have been wanting a MAC for some time now and this might finally be the time when I make a switch.