Ben

Bound in Human Skin

(Time Traveler's Wife, anyone?)

oh hai ducky

People Live Here

The Garden

Abby

I've known Abby since second grade. She was four, the youngest sister of my childhood best friend. Now she's a high school senior. Um... where did the years go?

I could start to ramble here, to get all weepy over the fact that she reminds me so much of her big sister -- the same doll-blue eyes and blonde ringlets, the same laugh, the same delicate gestures, the quiet grace and prettiness I've admired nearly all my life...

But instead I'll say this: To photograph Abby was an incredible experience for me. Being behind a camera means you get to stare at someone, to observe their quirks and nuances and create an image that shows the beauty of what you've found. And as much as Abby resembles her sister, what I found was a young woman all her own, full of spark and sass and loveliness, ready to tackle what's next. So let these photographs be a celebration -- of growth thus far, and of a future ever unfolding.

Christian

It's a race! (I hope I win)

My family went to the horse races at Canterbury Park last Sunday. I geeked out over the horses (so pretty!), wore my Kentuky Derby hat, and placed bets for my underage cousins. I also learned the art of betting from my grandfather -- and used my new skills to lose all my money on the first race (go hard or go home, eh?). My mother and I did manage to win $3.20 on a horse named Bobadieu (her cash), which we proceeded to lose when we bet on our "lucky" number 6 in the next race. C'est la vie. More time for photos.