Allison and I have an unusual friendship. We’re best friends, and yet we live over three hundred miles apart. “What’s so unusual about that?” you might ask. That in and of itself is not out of the ordinary; many best friends have had to move away from each other and keep up their friendship long-distance. What makes our friendship unique is that neither of us had to move away: in fact, we became best friends before we had even met each other in real life.
Whether you’re shooting people, pets, or petunias (how’s my alliteration?), taking pictures indoors can be confusing and annoying. Some days the pictures may turn out great, and other days…not so much. I used to hate my pictures that I took inside, but I discovered in time that there as an art to it, like everything else. I’ve now done an entire photoshoot inside, not to mention lots of stock photography for my blog. Without further ado, my 3 tips.
Like many photographers, I’m afraid I’m a bit of a gear-hoarder. It’s known as G.A.S. – Gear Aquisition Syndrome. I believe I have around 5-6 lenses, which is pretty small compared to some of my colleagues! Nonetheless, in my experience hoarding gear, I’ve found some really epic lenses and today I’m going to delve into my favorite three lenses – the ones I always pick up and the first to include when I go on vacation or out on a shoot!
She closed her eyes and took his hand as he led her through the woods. The snow crunched under their feet as they walked together, and the wind whistled through the trees. They stopped, and he let go of her hand. He told her she could open her eyes; and when she did, he was on one knee in front of her. And he had a ring.
It was seven years ago in January. I remember sitting in the audience, watching Rebecca and John being united for life. It was a momentous occasion – not only for them, but for me. It was the first wedding I’d ever been to. I don’t remember too much about their wedding because I was just a kid, and kids don’t notice the details, but I do remember one thing. They loved each other. And they were excited to be married, and I was excited for them. I remember them leaving the church, and, instead of throwing rice, everyone blew bubbles. I thought it was magical, but it was beautiful and special too.
Every family has something that makes them unique. Well, this one-of-a-kind family has not one, but several things that make it unique. Personally, I’m an authority on the uniqueness of this family – and I might even use a different word – crazy. I should know because I see this family just about every day, and I’ve seen six of these children within just hours of being born. I’ve watched almost every child take his first steps or talk his first word. I’ve held them all and supervised coloring activities. I’ve taken them on walks and played with them. I’ve fought over breakfast with them and sat with them as they do their school.