experiments with the jones family

I’ll confess I’ve been down on my words lately. Seeing so clearly where I’m weak (too flowery! not practical! where’s the concrete?! all the professors’s critiques come back) and writing about the photos I make is often hard. There’s so much that goes into the creative process–but then, too, it’s another world. I get in the “zone” and don’t think, just shoot. Trying to assign words to that intuitive process makes me feel like poking out my eyeballs and I want to just let the photos stand on their own. But the stories of how they were made is part of the story of what they are.

I’ve been dealing with a huge big mondo thing personally that’s sent me reeling and crashing with waves of grief and hope and loss and uncertainty. I promise soon I’ll be ready to name it all. On a particular day I got some hard news that stung with finality and I determined to infuse more fun and play into my life right that very second. Samantha Kelly and I decided to collaborate–push our creative boundaries, get out of our “typical” boxes, try to be unsafe. I didn’t perfectly succeed in making only mind-blowingly creative, dazzlingly different images–but the process nourished every piece of me.

If you wish for beautiful photos of your family, let’s chat about your session.