Victoria and Dana

Sometimes God creates opportunities, well always, but sometimes we actually act on those opportunities.  I met an incredible pair of people.  Incredible because of their life stories and the story they are now writing together.  Their paths in life were not the same, but they held one thing in common, hurt.  Whether it neglectfulness, physical and emotional abuse, or self inflicted, they had it.  When you hit the bottom of the barrel, there is no way but up. They both found themselves, and God, at Grace Center’s of Hope.  A place to rehabilitate your mind, body and soul.  A place where you are given a new lease on life and supported all they way through it and thereafter.  After they both had graduated from the program, they found each other.  Fell in love. Got married.  Through all the chaos of planning the wedding,they ditched it, eloped, but never had photographs to celebrate their love and their new lives.  So three years later, I was honored to spend time documenting all of that and more.  They adore each other and it is so obvious.Light shines brightly, life breathes life and love expands the soul.  Thank you Victoria and Dana!

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Romance.

Romance was the name of the game for this weeks photo shoot.  I was at an art show all weekend and was finding nothing romantic about it at all.   Cold, stormy, windy, did I mention cold?  Sunday brought on some sun, and a family shoot.   Not a romantic one, but I found the perfect spot for a wedding and wedding photos.  Close enough to romance for me!

Part of the Picture

That is the theme for this past week.  Sometimes I need guidelines.  Does this mean I crop a picture and then post it, do I crop the subject and only photograph part of it, or do I take a photo of part of another image….Anyways, I had a photo shoot for some wonderfully deserving people.  Who through adversity in their lives came together and fell in love and are enjoying a new lease on life.  their wedding turned into a whirlwind.  Quick, inexpensive and done.  With no images.  They have no true portraits of themselves.  So, I found this among my images.  It does not tell the whole story, its only part of the story, of those moments that I was capturing.  But isn’t that what photographs are suppose to be?  Storytellers?  Instead of “Part of the Picture”, I am going with part of the story….