Each moment passes differently for each person that experiences it. When those experiences overlap or intertwine, it’s exraordinary.
an ongoing study
Each moment passes differently for each person that experiences it. When those experiences overlap or intertwine, it’s exraordinary.
From a portrait session I did for a friend of their son, Michael.
My nephew, Liam, got a real kick out of controlling the camera’s remote shutter release.
Celeste kicks her feet underwater.
Jess and Celeste wade in Lake Ray Roberts at sunset.
My wife and daughter, asleep, before I left for work in the morning.
I know it’s a necessity, and I know that it’s part of the bargain I’ve made in order to have the beautiful family that I have. But everyday that I have to leave my two beautiful girls at home for 8 to 10 hours in order to earn a living it just breaks my heart. One of these days — with enough hard work, determination, and the generosity of those that support me in my endeavors — I won’t have to.
My daughter, Celeste, at 2 months old, wrapped in a blanket passed down to her from her Great Grandmother.
It’s hard to believe she’s 2 months old already.
She smiles now and it will absolutely break your heart if you see it. Every morning on the days where I’m either lucky enough to work from home or manage to put off going into work until she wakes up I hear her stirring in bed and I watch her waiting for her eyes to open. As soon as they do I say to her, “Good morning, Punkin! Where are my morning smiles?”. On queue, she gives me the biggest smile you’ve ever seen.
My daughter, Celeste, holding my thumb. Her little hands are so precious.
My newborn Daughter, Celeste, Yawning. 6 days old.
Born December 26th, 2007 at 1:40pm. Weighing 7lbs 11oz and measuring 19in long.
Lighting info: Lit by one strobe bounced into a silver 48″ silver umbrella 45 deg to camera right at about a 45 deg downward angle.