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THREE. {Idaho Childrens Photographer}

2010-03-04T11:27:00.000-08:00

February 20th, 2007.

I was scared to death that day. Scared because I was being carted up to the maternity ward in the hospital, scared of the memories of my first labor. The exhaustion, mental and physical, and the pain endured afterward. Ya, probably not the best topic to discuss to the world, but I just want to say that this time, it was a breeze. None of this pushing for 2 hours and talk of forceps to get the baby out. 15 min. of pushing, and voila! A healthy baby boy.

These days, my little man has made up for having such an easy, uncomplicated labor. He is very quick to tell me, "no!" or run a muck breaking things...essentially, he's a typical "boy" who keeps me on my toes and definitely has made me learn the importance of patience.

But I sure do love him, and wouldn't change him for the world.

Why Hello. Yes I am still here.

2010-02-27T18:17:00.000-08:00

Winter. Cold and long. I've been keeping warm within these four walls practically living like a hermit. I adore warmth...maybe a bit too much in my older years, or enough so that I refuse to play outside anymore. My kids tear it up in here and I am right behind them cleaning it all up.

So that's my winter life in a nutshell. Very much looking forward to Spring. Warmth, sun, life.

Today was a stay indoors kind of day with the kids sick and leaking gross bodily fluids out of their nose. I set up my mock studio thinking I was going to take a few shots of them, but to my dismay, all they wanted to do was sit in front of the tube and veg.

So I used myself. I needed a few new images of me so why not? I definitely got my workout running back and forth to the camera. Many shots were taken, many were deleted. I did manage to keep a handful.

Here's me. New look, same girl.

Live out Loud.

2009-11-24T12:50:00.000-08:00

My husband has always lived by his motto, Live every day to it's fullest.

Every day he wakes up, goes to work, and comes home after a long, sometimes frustrating day with a smile on his face and arms wide open for the kids to run into and be smothered by,
and every night there is always room and time for him to wrestle and play with the kids even if his arms are dead weights, or if he's mentally exhausted.

Always room for fun and love, no matter what.

I believe in living each day as if it's your last, but last night I had a deep down, in your heart and soul reminder of how much we need to literally live each day as if it is your last....
last to breath, last to hold your kids in your arms, last to kiss your spouse, last to feel the warmth of the sun.

We watched My Sisters Keeper.

I really hate crying in movies. I keep my emotions inside, hide them. Mainly sad ones, hurt ones, vulnerable ones. It's who I am, I can't wear my emotions on my shoulder.
But I couldn't hold them in last night. This movie forced all the emotion out of me.

Every emotion released. Anger, happiness, sadness, loneliness, and spiritual-ness. The reminder that in all that happens in my life, God is in control. NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS.
Good or bad, happy or sad...all is in control, not chaos. Everything happens for a reason, God's divine reason, and I fully trust in him.

No matter what.

So question: "Do YOU live each day to it's fullest? Like it's your last? Last kiss, hug?"

My visual bookmark.

2009-11-23T13:42:00.000-08:00

I AM A VISUAL PERSON.

Translate: show me how to do something, 'cuz if you try to just say it in words, I'll more than likely not understand and ask a bazillion questions. Which leads me to say how much I admire using my "visual bookmarking" site to gather and collect everything I see that inspires me and draws me to it. We Heart It, or more so, I Heart It. When I need inspiration, all I do is go back through my collection of images and get re-inspired all over again.

FloraBond {Idaho Photographer}

2009-11-06T22:50:00.000-08:00

I'd like to think of myself as a fashionista....but maybe not in my sweatpants and comfy's. I'd probably pass more for a "shop in the loungewear section" kind of gal, but that doesn't mean I don't know fashion. ;) I just like to be comfortable while chasing a 2 yo little boy around. I actually studied fashion design straight into my first year of college...then thought better of it. Meaning there was a 99.9% chance I was going to be stuck in a department store in a mall for a long time. I abruptly changed my degree that next year.

I love fashion. I love art. I love original. AND I LOVE that Florabond's home base is in my hometown. Nicole-owner, designer, artist extraordinaire, creates these pieces from real vintage fabrics and jewelry. EVERY piece is original, handmade, and beautiful. Nationally known, but locally little known, Florabond is an internet based company through Etsy, which is a site that caters to small businesses selling goods made from human hands. It's a storefront. It's a shopping cart. It's a new movement. Their motto: "Buy, Sell, and Live Handmade."

I had the privilege of taking some product shots for Florabond. A great location, stunning models, and fantastic products...it was awesome.

We shot 3 different handmade, original necklaces and one hair piece. Amazing stuff. Check it out.

So.....do I know fashion or what! Gotta agree with me on these handmade vintage pieces. Amazingly gorgeous, modern, hip decorations for the female bod.

Morgan Fam {Idaho Photographer}

2009-11-04T11:25:00.000-08:00

I love when I just click with someone. In this case, with a whole family. How fun these guys were. They made me feel right at home and treated me as one of them....actually, I think I've been adopted as their Asian kid in their family. This family is so caring, loving, giving, and compassionate about others. They've opened their home and hearts to so many people. I ran into all the extensions to their fam at their cabin, and it was a full house.

I had the pleasure of hanging out with the Morgan family at their cabin at Palisades. We off roaded in their 4 wheelers and mules...is that what they're called??

We climbed steep mountains, walked on snow and mud, froze our fingers and derriers...but it was fun and I believe we got some nice images showing off their family, personalities, and closeness.

I just want to thank you, the Morgan Clan, for allowing me into your lives for a little while and letting me take a glimpse into your lives...although I feel like I've known you forever.

Dwelling Place. {Idaho Photographer}

2009-10-19T09:45:00.000-07:00

Sometimes, I take for granted that I have a warm bed to sleep in, a roof over my head, and warm meals to eat...o.k., almost every day I do. I'm going to guess that most of the middle-high class peeps take these things for granted, cause if you really think about it, would you guess there would ever be a day in your life you wouldn't have a roof over your head? Warm food to eat? A nice cozy bed to sleep in every night?

My answer is no.

The other day, my husband told me about a place he thought I'd be interested in adding to my list of places to shoot. So, with kids in hand, we ventured out to this unknown place....soon to be an unknown world of existence.

..............

My husband was right. A broken down, cool fab-tabulous place from my initial vantage point. "Cuz seriously, who doesn't like old, graffiti ridden concrete pillars strategically placed all in a row??

....beautiful weeds with so much character....

Other peoples' garbage and trash (one man's treasure) strewn haphazardly everywhere...

As we got closer, I noticed a peculiar arrangement of "stuff".

At first, I thought it was a hang out for local high schoolers; a place to get away and chillax. Nicely decorated with homemade art, sitting places, fire pit.

But then, I saw the makeshift toilet...with toilet paper. My thoughts then geared toward a homeless man...

...And things got weird for me. I felt awkward, a bit scared, and definitely unwelcome. I mean, this was a place of dwelling for somebody, I felt I had just walked right up to a random house on a street, opened it's door and welcomed myself inside. Not the best feeling in the world. It was just plain weird....but my curiosity made me loom there a bit longer, until my anxiety of having my kids there with me and not knowing if there was somebody hiding out in the makeshift fort, made me flee. But I oh so wanted to check out the inside. Sneak a peak at what kind of sleeping arrangements had been made inside.

Trespassing, breaking and entering, loitering, intruding. All words that raced through my head.

But I understand where all those Fred Meyer shopping carts came from. His daily/weekly/monthly? trips to Fred Meyer. And what a perfect name. Ozwald Cassidy.

All those feelings that rushed through me in my venture, all uncomfortable, reminded me of the song, "Better is One Day."

How lovely is Your dwelling place
Oh, Lord Almighty
.........

'Cause better is one day in Your courts
Better is one day in Your house
Better is one day in Your courts
Than thousands elsewhere

I hope that one day, Ozwald Cassidy will experience a lovely dwelling place ridden of cold meals, and cold beds.

I, myself will never again take for granted my warm bed and warm meals.

Childs Play. {Idaho Childrens Photographer}

2009-10-09T11:20:00.000-07:00

What is it about makeup that attracts children so much? Is it the vivid colors? or maybe the fact that they are not allowed to wear it. Maybe there's a mysteriousness about it children are drawn toward, and we, as adults, are totally clueless about.

There have been a couple days these past few weeks, where I had to erase the purple eye shadow off of my daughters eyes as we walk out the door heading for school. "But mom! It's pretty!" I laugh without stopping my vigorous rubbing and tell her she can put it back on after the school day is over. I agree with her about it being pretty, but I'm quite fond of her natural look for now. Those pretty eyes, bare of any foreign substance are angelic to me and I'd like to keep them that way, as long as I can.

The other day, I decided that it would be fun to put some makeup on her and do a mini shoot. She was not happy with me at all, but it made for great emotion that conveyed not your regular happy go lucky childrens portraits. This was 15 minutes of pure anger....such powerful emotion portrayed through the eyes of a 5 year old.

But oh so beautiful in its own way....

I LOVE that I have a little boy. He's such a......boy, but so creative. He enjoys climbing, jumping, throwing rocks, playing in dirt, playing with his sisters' princess dresses, fingernail polish, and having makeup on. It's the artistic side of him playing an important role in his development. One day, he will stop playing dress up and wearing makeup, so I will enjoy this stage. I will help him dress up in tutus and I will help him put pretty purple eye shadow on his eyes, and pink nail polish on his fingers.

Little man took part in my mini shoot. 5 min. later, we were done.

Fall. {Idaho Photographer}

2009-10-06T00:27:00.000-07:00

The snow and rain have been falling for the last couple of days. It has been 2 nights in a row where the heater was turned on and an extra blanket laid over me while I slept. The wind has become quite chilly and bites at my toes, still yet to see the inside of my tennis shoes & boots.

It's hard for me to let go of my flip flops.

I have officially recognized the signs and season change, and yet I can't seem to say goodbye to summer yet. I am rethinking of my current location to the sun and warmth of say....Florida...o.k., too much humidity.

I have captured the end of summer....and now I go brew me some more hot coffee and stare out through our frost covered windows.

Ms. Keeley {Idaho Boudoir Photographer}

2009-10-02T14:42:00.000-07:00

I first met Keeley through this blog. She left me comments; I adored them. I checked out her blog, and that's history. :)

She lives in South Carolina but was raised here in Idaho. She participated in one of my blog experiments, I guess that's what it was. She won a free portrait session with me by leaving me a comment. She is the second person I've photographed coming from across the country. Pretty cool working with someone living 1,000's of miles away.

She came into town, I met her, and I adored her. Keeley is such a fun loving person, kind hearted in that soft spoken way, and trusted me with all things during her session. She was fun. She was kind. She was beautiful...

Mr. & Mrs. Smith {Idaho Wedding Photographer}

2009-09-23T13:37:00.000-07:00

Cameron and Erin. These two are the most fun, playful couple I know. Always smiling and laughing, you just can't help but join along. They are the epitome of happy. I had a great, fun lovin' afternoon spending time with them on their wedding day. We perused the Salt Lake City Temple and got some fun shots in the heat of the noonday sun. Soon afterward, I headed to the nearest shower, and they, to their honeymoon destination.

Beautiful and awesome, "give 'em some love y'all..."

Mr. & Mrs. Jensen {Idaho Wedding Photographer}

2009-09-09T14:13:00.000-07:00

Young and in love....those are the days, nothing to worry about but being in love with that special someone. I admired the love that was shown between Devin and Sadie. Such tender looks. Kisses shared from these two were filled with so much emotion....it was all in the eyes and the way they looked at each other.

It always fills my "cup of joy" when I see newlyweds. It takes me to flashbacks of all the amazing times with my husband through our life together thus far, and I feel so much excitement for what our future holds.

It's truly amazing. Marriage. Not just one, but two as one.

Milestones. {Idaho Childrens Photographer}

2009-08-27T20:51:00.000-07:00

Milestones. Significant stage or events in the life of a child...that's what milestones I'm talking about.

A baby's birth. The falling off of the belly button, or rather the "making" of a belly button. A baby's transition to solid foods. Baby's 1st birthday. Baby's first steps. etc., etc.

I remember when my daughter loved to snuggle up in my ribs while I was pregnant with her. ouch. I was laying in bed one night, just getting comfortable when she decided to stretch her little leg...so far, I could see the shape of her foot against my overly stretched skin, to which I tried pushing her foot back in and after a few seconds, she receded. Strong little sucker.

The day she was born was one of the happiest days of my life....1. because I finally saw and held my little girl, and 2. It was a huge breather for me after 9 mos. and 2 hours of hard labor.

I remember her first birthday. I had to make egg-less chocolate cake as she was allergic.

On her second birthday, we found out how much she loves corn on the cob. G'ma held it for her, and she devoured.

At age 3. She learned to ride her bike with no training wheels. awesome.

Age 4. Sassiness creeps in.

This year, my little beauty turned 5. FIVE! She's not a toddler anymore. She wants to dress herself. Is very independent. Hold her breath and swim underwater. Does her own hair. Notifies me every time I say a "bad" word. Brings up things said and done 2 years ago. Write. And gives me bigger, longer, more meaningful hugs and kisses.

I'm so proud of her. Her politeness. Her kindness toward others. Her ability to make me laugh at a drop of a hat.

That's right. My baby is not a baby anymore.

A New Life. {Idaho Photographer}

2009-08-25T11:21:00.000-07:00

"A religious sacrament marked by the symbolic application of water to the head or immersion of the body into water and resulting in admission of the recipient into the community of Christians." (dictionary.com)

Baptism.

Cleansing a person(s) of their sins, so that they are born into a new life with Jesus.

Purifying and dedicating our life.

Once a year during the summer months, Calvary Chapel of Idaho Falls holds Sunday service at Freeman Park; Surrounded by the trees, the river, and warm sunshine, there is always an abundance of warmth, love, and peace that resides in everyone there. After the service, they hold a baptism in the river for anyone wanting to dedicate their lives to Jesus. Immersion into water to cleanse them of their sins, rising up out of the water as a Christian ready to live with Christ.

Shante. {Idaho Boudoir Photographer}

2009-08-18T18:08:00.000-07:00

Busy, busy, busy...that's what I've been doing lately. Between outings with the kids, cooking, cleaning, camping, and more cleaning; today I cleaned up a slimy mess of a 18 pack carton of eggs that were thrown, chucked, rolled, and smeared all over our stairs. Thank you my little terror of a boy. Our swimming pool was growing funky green swamp things and I now stink of stank swamp...I managed to fit in a photo session..and it felt good.

I'm sitting here in dire need of a shower, maybe with a little bleach, but can't help myself as I have some beautiful images to show. Shante and I met at Palisades Park and we trekked down to the lake and around a bend, through the rocks, and swampy grass. The weather was perfect at high noon. A nice thin cloud cover...my natural diffuser. Shante and I both get a bit freaked out with fish nipping at our feet...and I absolutely freak out when my toes touch seaweed....ask my husband.

Natalie {Idaho Boudoir Photographer}

2009-08-01T21:23:00.000-07:00

Working with gorgeous, fun, & confident women kind of makes me want to get on the other side of the camera....maybe one of these days before I get too old ;)

This session was so much fun. Natalie was a natural, both in beauty and poise. She's been modeling for a year now and obviously needs to move to the "big city" to start conquering the modeling world.

The late afternoon sun complimented her very well, as you will see. I blinded her a couple times as well as myself. We saw the biggest beetle with pinchers the size of its' head and ran the other way. I pulled days old dried up animal poo out of her hair....and we both left with sand in our clothes.

It was fun. It was beautiful.

There was not one bad photo in the bunch, and I had a difficult time weeding out the ones I wanted to post. All of them were very "post worthy". I think I may have spent the same amount of time processing these fabulous images as well as deciding which ones to post.

Mrs. H {Idaho Boudoir Photographer}

2009-07-24T08:37:00.000-07:00

Mrs. H, who also happens to be one of my best friends, needed a creative, lasting, & unexpected present for her husband on their anniversary. For a man who has everything he needs and wants, these killer portraits will make a nice, sexy appearance in a personalized album...created just for him.

We had a 20 min. window to work before the sun went down, so it was FAST. A second session is planned where we won't be dodging wild animals, prickly weeds, or men on 4-wheelers....although it made for an adventure.

There is nothing more fabulous than a woman who is confident in showing off her body, personality, and style.

Almost sisters {Idaho Childrens Photographer}

2009-07-09T11:26:00.000-07:00

"We're almost sisters." That's what my little girl and her cousin say to me. I say, "Yes you are! Including all the fighting!" and they laugh.

This photo represents what makes my heart melt...when I see them playing together, hugging and lovin' each other.

Just like sisters.

red, white, and blue {Idaho children's photographer}

2009-07-08T11:32:00.000-07:00

Because of the importance of Independence Day, here's a few more pics for your patriotic viewing pleasure. :)

The Title of Liberty {Idaho Photographer}

2009-07-07T10:16:00.000-07:00

The American flag is the great symbol of freedom. The Title of Liberty® flag promotes the values and principles for which we believe the American flag stands. By displaying The Title of Liberty flag along side or below the American flag in our yard or office, others who share our values will know they are not alone. Our action will unite those around us and inspire others to raise their standard with ours. This seemingly small act of displaying our standards will unite and strengthen liberty all over the world. It will promote patriotism and motivate families to learn more about liberty.

The Title of Liberty works in the community each year to bring people together to celebrate and to learn principles of liberty, awaken our sense of patriotism, remember our past, and voice our concerns for liberty. The voice of The Title of Liberty is unobtrusive, gentle, yet bold. It is a quiet statement, but irresistibly powerful as our voices unite together! -thetitleofliberty.org

This amazing display of flags was one of the best things I saw on our venture out on the 4th. It's amazing the feeling of pride you get from being completely surrounded by the Flags...Pride for your country and complete thankfulness you feel for being able to live in this great country of America. Absolutely beautiful.

BOOM! {Idaho Photographer}

2009-07-06T18:31:00.000-07:00

My very first attempt at capturing some fireworks. Although we had to sit across from the river to watch from afar, they were still pretty. I didn't have a tripod, so most of them turned out a bit more blurry and fuzzy than I wanted.

My kids are so frightened of fireworks. Mainly the loud ones. The minute the noises start, off they go in a blur into the safety of closed doors, and out peeks two sets of eyes through the window. It's quite funny.

These were taken at 1.5-3 sec., f/11, 100 iso....I used my knee, my husbands knee and shoulder, and my still hands to take them. How'd I do?

So our entire show was right over the Best Western Hotel sign...I guess we won't be sitting in that area next time.

Schwartz Family {Idaho Baby & Child Photographer}

2009-07-03T16:44:00.000-07:00

Raising two little ones, I thought I was super woman...until I went back to my hometown and met up with a best friend of mine. Super woman story? here you go...

Stacy, my beautiful friend from grade school, has a beautiful family. Her little girl is 2 years old and they live in Denver, CO. with an awesome man, hubby, and daddy. Last Saturday, she gave birth to the most precious little boy weighing in at 6 lbs. 9 oz. That next thursday, FIVE days later, count them, 5...they hit the road to Montana to attend our 10 year reunion. Now, I don't now about you, but the last thing I wanted to do after giving birth to my babies was travel anywhere. I said, "wow". She said "No biggie"...or something to that effect. This woman is seriously hard core, but I guess that shouldn't surprise me as she's always been since the day I met her.

This family is so beautiful both inside and out, and all I can think is that I am so thankful to be so close to them.

I love you guys! ...and your hardcore selves. :)

Ash. {Idaho Boudoir Photographer}

2009-06-24T10:56:00.000-07:00

This lady is moving overseas soon, and I was able to help her get her modeling portfolio started. We weren't allowed a whole lot of time to work together, but we got some great stuff. I can see potential.

Can you see it?

This is my FAV.

My ten year reunion is this weekend, so I'll be heading to good ol' Montana tomorrow and won't be back until Monday evening. YIKES! 10 years....good times and great friends is what I'm looking forward to. :) ta, ta!

Bonsai!!!!!! {Idaho Photographer}

2009-06-21T20:23:00.000-07:00

A few months ago, my hubby found an abandoned bonsai tree and tried to revive it with love and affection. Much to his dismay, our little man was quite fond of it also....to the point of uprooting it, twice. After the second time, we had to say our goodbyes as it wasn't pulling through. The hubs was sad....this was not his first attempt at raising a bonsai.

The coolest thing happened. There was a man with a very nice display of bonsai trees parked on a corner lot. There were trees 5o years old and older! Amazing little things. I stopped and chit-chatted with the nicest, sincerest man in town that day. I believe he is the only other Korean I've met and talked with since I've lived here. Pretty darn cool if you ask me. We Asians are pretty far and few between here in Idaho. Anyway........I was in the market for a bonsai for the hubs for father's day, and this man just happened to be in my path...from California.

We ended up with one free, 40 year old bonsai tree(value $150-175), $40 worth of plant food, and 12 bonsai planters, compliments of the bonsai man. We couldn't just take the free stuff and run so we ended up purchasing another 40 year old tree and the hubs helped him wire his trailer lights and gave him a pot he had made while studying with a master potter in Colorado. (That's another story).

Anyway, enough jibber jabber. Without further ado, our marvelously grand bonsai trees!

John Deere....fashion? {Idaho Childrens Photographer}

2009-06-18T23:05:00.000-07:00

Growing up on a farm in rural Montana kind of ruined the whole John Deere tractors "fashion", out on the city streets these days. Everywhere I go, there's someone with a piece of John Deere attire plastered on their body. Hats, shirts, shoes, yada, yada, yada. I've had enough "tractor" seeing in my life.

I grew up on a wheat farm with John Deere tractors, Big Bud tractors, Caterpillars, Peterbilts, combines, Makita tools, and Ford trucks. While all that is pretty cool, I don't see the fashionability of John Deere attire on city folks who've never sat in one let alone been near a tractor of any sort. I personally wouldn't ever sport them....I practically slept by them most my life. But.........

I recently acquired a sewing machine and decided I wanted to make a little sundress for my little girl. I saw the cutest fabric which reminded me of growing up and of my father. Yup, I snatched it up and paid for all one yard of it and beamed from head to toe. The next day, I had created a piece of art....yup, art. Of course I had to do a little photo shoot to show off my skillz....well, at least these sewing skillz are slowly getting there....slowly. Mind you, I haven't sewn in about 7+ years.

Lindsey {Idaho Boudoir Photographer}

2009-06-17T12:40:00.000-07:00

I love seeing the beauty and confidence in a woman. In every woman.

To see a woman not ashamed of themselves, not embarrassed, and able to see their sexy side puts a smile on my face because I know that every woman out there is beautiful and sexy in her own way.

We just have to believe it.

Robel {Idaho Photographer}

2009-06-15T18:30:00.000-07:00

I carried my purse, he carried my camera bag. We walked, we posed, we took pictures....we wiped the sweat from our backs. I know, yuck.

Robel is an aspiring model, just starting out. He takes part in a dance crew competing with other crew's. He told me to bust a move and I said, "right.......I haven't danced in about 6 years." Mainly, I didn't want to embarass myself in front of him, the passerby's, and God. I'll leave the dancing to the privacy of my living room...with my son and daughter...mostly doing the hoky poky. ;)

He's from the east coast and currently stationed in Montana serving his time in the Air Force. He's got determination I'll tell you that, and a great personality to go along with it. I'm glad to have helped him get a start on his portfolio.

Chad & Hana {Idaho Wedding Photographer}

2009-06-12T11:34:00.000-07:00

The day of my wedding, we were running around in all chaotic format, like we were hyped up on a little too much caffeine on no sleep. Decorations and setting up for the ceremony were done at the last minute and the actual start time of the wedding was postponed an hour later...this is what happens when you plan a wedding from another state and you have less than a week to find sitting chairs, find a ceremony venue, and decorate. It was about the craziest day of my life. Yup, my life. I really don't like like reminiscing about it, but in the end, my husband and I were married....and all in all, that's what matters most.

Chad and Hana are from Virginia, and their wedding took place in her home state of Montana. They were so calm and relaxed the day of their wedding. They were focused on one thing. Being Together. Not how the venue looked, or how good the food was going to be, but how happy and excited they were going to be later that day when they would finally become husband and wife.

Chad and Hana, I am blessed to have met two of the most kind and genuine people I know. Thank you for sharing in your day with me....allowing me to be right there behind the scenes, and showing sincere kindness towards me.

I am truly Blessed.

My sweetness. {Idaho Childrens Photographer}

2009-06-11T11:22:00.000-07:00

Since it's been so rainy and overcast, I felt like posting some pics of flowers, flip flops, sundresses, and sunshine...my personal sunshine that brings me warmth every day. :)

A.J. {Idaho Photographer}

2009-06-10T09:03:00.000-07:00

When I think of my little man at 16 years of age, I think of this dude, A.J. Very outgoing, talkative, smart, opinionated, loving, and stubborn. I can relate to his stubbornness and strong opinions as I was very much so just that, when I was 16....and my parents would probably tell you it started when I was 8. :)

A.J., Aubrey Justis, at 16 years old is a sponsored snowboarder in his hometown of Burley, ID. That's pretty dang cool if you ask me. He loves the arts, snowboarding, and American Eagle. American Eagle should pay him to wear their clothes as his entire closet consists of A.E., and is a personal walking billboard for them....and will be a walking billboard for my business in Burley and surrounding areas. I wonder if I can get him to sport some "Jen Olsen Photographics" t-shirts...

Warmth & Tenderness. {Idaho Photographer}

2009-06-08T14:43:00.000-07:00

After my husband and I were married, he told me that he knew he was going to be with me forever when he first saw me. awwwwww....he just knew, truly knew it was going to happen.

Hana was nothing but thankful and excited to have me as her wedding photographer, and I was happy, thankful, and honored that she was as excited as she was.

When I first met Chad and Hana, I got the same feeling...that they were going to make it; to grow old with one another. He was so tender with his touches for Hana, his voice so calm, kind, and sweet, and his smile.....well, it was a true smile showing his love and compassion toward others...especially toward his future wife, who, with her kind eyes, sweet & mellow voice, and such deep love toward Chad was head over heals for him.

I seriously don't think I've met a couple more tender towards one another with so much warmth. I felt their warmth enveloping around me...and I wasn't even touching them :)

Their wedding pics to come...

Suzie {Idaho Photographer}

2009-05-26T16:22:00.000-07:00

"If I break your camera, I'm not liable."

As if she would do anything of the sort...and I proved her wrong after she sneaked a peak at the screen on the camera...again and again. Suzie always thought she was non-photogenic but alas, has changed her mind after our session.

"...It must be the photographer.."

I'd really like to think it was all me, but I'm going to blame her for all the fantastic pics. It's your doing Suzie...and I can't get over how amazing she looks after having 5 kids?!!! Yup, count 'em....FIVE. I have 2 and I can't keep up with them.

With that, I leave you with this quote:

"Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is Art." -Ralph Waldo Emerson

Happy 7th miss M! {Idaho Childrens Photographer}

2009-05-20T15:05:00.000-07:00

She was the cutest, roly poly 2 year old with big blue eyes and curly blonde hair. My favorite word coming out of her mouth was, "dedicious", the cutest translation of "delicious" I've ever heard. I loved watching her as she would eat chocolate pudding and half of it would be smeared all over her cute button nose and up to her forhead into her hair. Her fingers were so tiny they'd only wrap around my index and middle finger. She loved running around in princess dresses and heels too big for her. Her squeals of laughter would make anyone bust out in a huge grin.

It's now 5 years later, on this day, little miss "M", my niece, was blessed into this world....into loving arms.

Now that she's 7, she can wrap her arms all the way around me and give me the hugest hug ever. *smile* I am so lucky to be able to know this little girl and see her come so far and grow into such a lovey little thing.

Happy Birthday little miss "M"!! I Love you!

I crack up laughing every time I see these last two photos. We were taking pics by the creek, and while she was coming to join me in the creek, she slipped and fell on the muddy bank. As she was falling, she flipped around to catch herself, but ended up face first into the mud. I don't know where her hands went, but they didn't cushion her face from the muddy bank. Not only did this happen once, or twice......but 5 times! Talk about a good sport. She didn't know whether she wanted to cry, but she ended up joining me in my uncontrollable rolling laughter.

Just the Girls. {Idaho Photographer}

2009-05-20T05:49:00.000-07:00

Did you know that Barbie turns 50 this year? 50 years of looking fab, stylin', and in the hands of every little girl. Did you know there's a little museum displaying all of Barbie and her life of clothes, cars, and estate all the way back to the 1960's this month? How fabulous.

So maybe, if you live in a house full of little girls, this would be a great place to allow them to get all their little shrills of excitement out.

Oh, and if you are an owner of a $3.00, early years Barbie, I'll take it off your hands 'cuz she's probably worth around $4,000 today.

This is my sister-in-law and her fab barbie girls. Between the two of them, I'm sure you could fill a whole bathtub with all the barbie's, clothes, and accessories they own.

I got a flickr comment on this one saying, "dangerosu!too much light no-?" Yes. Technically speaking, there's too much light. The sun was high and bright, and Little miss M is squinting...but she was squinting in the full shade. We were limited to a certain hour for shooting, and the railroad tracks were a request from the girls. BUT-I think it turned out quite nice. There's not too much blowout of their body, just a bit off the tops of their heads, and I love the candid capture of them looking in different directions.

What do you think?

The face of a hard workin' man {Idaho Lifestyle Photographer}

2009-05-13T16:36:00.000-07:00

I love me a hard working man. Specifically, my man. :) ....my kids love him too. I've been horribly sick the past week, so what does he do for me? Well, let's say I don't see the light of day until 9 or 10...ahhhh, that's the sound of me getting better. And Maybe, just maybe, I'll be more present on this blog as now I don't have a pile of tissues sitting next to me while sipping on some green tea looking like a zombie.

Green is my new fav. color. | Idaho Children's Photographer

2009-05-02T09:37:00.000-07:00

I can't say that I'm a green kind of girl. 99.99% of my wardrobe is a mass blob of black with squirts of pink mixed in. I was never into bright, bold colors...and no, that does not reflect my soul. I just prefer all my clothes in black. Black, black, black....

Recently, I've been loving the color green. LOV'N IT! But I'm sure it's due to my daughter's first official dance costume. Later this month, she will be performing in her very first recital with Jete Dance Studio. All the cute little girls will be doin' thare thang, all dressed in green...they're so darn cute.

Deep Rooted Memories. | Southeast Idaho Children's Photographer

2009-04-30T22:29:00.000-07:00

The bonds of friendship and love are so important to me. Especially that which is held between siblings. Although 99.99% of all siblings at one point or another go through a phase of despising each other, they always end up being the best of friends in the end...the one's that are beside them through growing up, catching each others' sicknesses, sitting with each other long after dinner is over with a pile of brussel sprouts on their plates just waiting to be choked down. The everyday life of learning, playing, laughing, crying, whining, and growing up is done with siblings.

The bond between siblings is deeply rooted from day one. The one you can talk to about anything because they know you. Truly know you. Your best friend forever.

I love watching and experiencing my little ones play and grow together. I often wonder what my childhood with my brother was like before we were adopted. Did we give each other hugs and kisses every day like my kids do? Did we fight? Did we laugh together? Cry together? Sit at the dinner table together staring at our pile of brussel sprouts? I don't know. All I know is that we had only a handful of pictures brought with us to the United States, and most of them were from our time spent at the orphanage...no pictures of us playing together, laughing together, or crying together.

I am so blessed to be able to capture the simple moments of my kids growing up. It will be through these photographs that they will again relive and know that they went through everything together, and to be able to see what their childhood looked like.

These are the pictures that will be on top of the list of priceless things in life, the things that will mean the most to us as we get old.

Wonder. | Idaho children's photographer

2009-04-29T11:13:00.000-07:00

Just a pic for today. I love this because 90% of the time, little man is always sportin' lunch on his face.

Stained memories. {Southeast Idaho Photographer}

2009-04-22T17:55:00.000-07:00

There is one favorite outfit little miss likes to wear ALL THE TIME. It used to be a pair of purple sweatpants and a matching sweatshirt, then it was a long sleeved fushia shirt with buttons and ruffles up the front. These were worn every day with or without dirt and food stains. Currently, we are on a polka dot kick. It's such a cute little outfit, but I'm pretty sure I will get tired of seeing it every day.

These are the pics that I will look back on and remember how stinkin' cute she was wearing them...but, for now, I'll just roll my eyes and smile. Stains or no stains.

Model Search {Idaho boudoir/glamour photographer}

2009-04-21T11:15:00.000-07:00

*please note that you DO NOT have to be a "model"* It never fails that I get inquiries stating they are NOT models, etc. So, NO, you do not have to be a "model". :)

Make your heart smile.

2009-04-19T14:44:00.000-07:00

It's been oh so very nice outside these days, this blog has been oh so very ignored too. boo...

My absolute favorite thing is seeing kids who are just lovin' life, having fun. It makes my heart smile. These warm days are allowing every child in town to play and get dirty outdoors. Everybody is out of hibernation and they are all smiling...from the inside out. Gleaming, really.

We bought kites for the kids and I got to enjoy watching them run around, smile from ear to ear, and laugh with no care in the world....wonderful.

It's looking good.

2009-04-13T13:10:00.000-07:00

The weather is finally looking up. It's light jacket weather. The sun is shining. The snow boots are put away. The grass is turning green. I am smiling. My feet are smiling. Spring is FINALLY here!

Can, john, lavatory, prive, toilet....we just call it potty.

2009-04-10T19:01:00.000-07:00

One of the many milestones in a child's life is when they learn to go potty in the toilet...AND it's one of the best things in a parent's life too! No more diapers, no more ant butt...for those of you that don't know what ant butt is, it's when the diaper is so full that it protrudes out and basically looks like an ant's butt. :) So creative, aren't we? heehee. The best part is not having to lug around a pile of diapers and wipes everywhere I go. I have a stash in the car and in my bag...you just never know.

My little man decided to go potty on the toilet the other day and go potty, he did! Although it's not a daily habit yet, it's still awesome he took interest...a few times! I know I'm going to pay for posting these pics later in life.....but it's just so dang cute!

Young and Old unite.

2009-04-09T14:39:00.000-07:00

Grandparents are always so much "funner" to hang out with than moms and dads....well, at least my kids think so. :) Undivided attention is given to them no matter what, they can get away with anything because grandparents don't like to punish their adorable grand kids, and grandparents will basically do anything with them just because.

Grandchildren and Grandparents have a special bond and relationship that's different than other relationships, don't they? I love watching my kids interacting with my parents or my husbands parents. You can just see all the love they each have towards one another; the way they play, laugh, hug....it's such a beautiful thing.

Divas 2009

2009-04-03T10:54:00.000-07:00

If you follow me on twitter, you already know what my sneak peak was for. :) I think I'll be more conspicuous next time, as most of you guessed right off. heehee...

So during my photographic journey, I absolutely love taking on challenges, no matter the place or time...or subjects. This past Saturday, I was fortunate enough to be asked and welcomed to photograph a rarity here in Idaho. The 2009 Diva Show. (For those of you who don't know what a diva show is, its a show put on by gay guys dressed up like divas.) Lucky for me, my brother in law is one of the main djs in the area and helped set up the show, thus, me being able to take myself and my camera anywhere, even backstage, to capture the event.

This was the second show I've seen, and I have got to say that these guys do such a great job entertaining. There was not a dry eye in the house, or seat. This show was elaborately put on in a nice big show room, full bar, meals, and crazy, elaborate lights! That was the challenge for me...the lights. They were going crazy flashing neon pink, blue, purple, green, yellow, orange....crazy I tell ya'. Needless to say, some of my pictures turned out a bit funkyyyy. In the end, there was about 1,000 pictures for me to go through. Some great ones, and some not...so...great...ones.

I suggest that if you are open to what's going on with everything in the world around you, to go see a diva show! But I know it's not for some of you, and that's o.k.....you can experience it here. aha!

Seriously, if I didn't tell you this was a diva show, would you have guessed that she was a he?

Introducing, the emcee and host, Spyke Nagahad! He's about 6'4"....and intimidating for a shorty like me...but he's harmless.

What's a diva show with no girls....doing N'Sync!

Pink-seriously, the performance was intense and had the most energy!

How about some Marilyn Monroe goodness....

The costumes were amazing and more elaborate than the first show I went to.

So..........what do you think? I bet you all are going to hurry out and go see one, huh? :)

Just take a guess.

2009-04-02T16:55:00.000-07:00

Here's a sneak peak at what's coming at ya'....get ready for it...seriously intense...heehee.

So, did you take a guess as to what it is??? Let me know.

I love this thing called photography.

2009-04-01T18:27:00.000-07:00

Seriously, how many people can actually say they love their job. My husband has always loved the saying,

"You'll never work a day in your life if you love what you do"

....or something to that effect. I've always loved the arts but never found anything I loved as passionately as photography...and I hope to keep learning and growing. To never stop.

Birthdays are always fun.

2009-03-31T09:34:00.000-07:00

This little cutie is my niece. She was born a month after my little man. Yes, her mom and I enjoyed pregnancy together, ached together, and almost had our babies together. Weird, huh?

The balloons were the biggest hit there among all the kids.

She has got the biggest kissy lips ever!

Enjoying a ride on her new bike...can you tell who's chasing after them?

Khris.

2009-03-30T12:09:00.000-07:00

Once upon a time....far, far, away...nah, just kiddin'. But seriously, I met up with a friend I haven't seen in ages. We went to school together during our middle school years and she moved away. 15 years later...give or take a year. We caught up on life, love, and all that other stuff. :)

One thing I learned about her was she DOES NOT like to get her fingers dirty...in the literal sense. She makes my daughters' phobia for clean fingers puny. We chit chatted, girl talked, laughed, got emotional, and rented a movie to watch. We made popcorn to munch on during our show and got ourselves comfortable with our bowls of fatty, buttery popcorn in hand. Then she busted out her fork. Have you ever seen anyone eat popcorn with a fork??? I've never laughed so hard in a while, and she joined in. That's the best part of her...she sees the humor in all things and am comfortable with herself to laugh with me. The plus side of her phobia is that you'll never have to worry about dirty truffles. Khris is in the process of starting up her truffles & goodies business, and very good at it!

I'd forgotten how outgoing and friendly she is with everyone she meets and sees. She truly is a loving soul. Khris, thanks for reminding me that life is better with laughter, shared with friends!

Yummy, scrumptious lighting.

And here's a couple of her funny and fun side!

To think she was worried about how these turned out....well "Khris-no more worrying! You look fantastic!"

Boys are so dirty.

2009-03-28T10:56:00.000-07:00

From day one, my little girl did not like messy fingers. The minute she got them dirty, she would be begging to have them cleaned. Finger foods were tough for her to handle. She mastered utensils very well....at a very young age.

My little man, on the other hand is very much the opposite. He loves finger foods and does not like to use utensils. He eats corn, mashed potatoes, rice, soup. All with his lovely fingers...and then smears the leftovers on the table.

Welcome to Idaho.

2009-03-27T13:30:00.000-07:00

Weather here is so unpredictable...no, seriously. One day, it will be 70 degrees and the next day will be blizzarding snow.

The craziest weather I've yet experienced was when I was living in Montana during my college years. It was the middle of summer in the month of June. Beautiful weather, sunny skies, shorts and tank tops were worn by all. The next day, we got dumped on, with about a foot of snow! Streets were closed off for cleaning, as all the branches were torn off the trees and laying in the middle of the streets, schools were closed, and everybody was in shock. Then another amazing thing happened. All the snow melted away by the middle of the day the following day. It was crazy I tell ya'.

We recently went through a similar, but not quite extreme experience here. It was 70 degrees out one day, and the next day, we had a full on snow blizzard....o.k., so maybe it was more like a heavy snow fall. Either way, it was very unpleasant for those of us who are ready for spring.

The most beautiful Blessings.

2009-03-25T22:52:00.000-07:00

More than 4 1/2 years ago, I became pregnant with my daughter. The first thing I felt was worry, shock, and panic. The first thing that came to mind was that I was not ready to be holding a baby, taking care of it, and nurturing it. At the time, having a baby was the LAST thing on my mind. I had just finished off school, graduated, and was ready to take on the world one art project at a time...not have a baby.

Little did I know how big of a blessing this baby would be in my life.

I confided in my mom, friends, and at the time my boyfriend....yes, we got married! :) Everything was brought up from abortion to adoption....and if you read my last post, adoption was a very sensitive area & out of the question. So was abortion. I bucked up and did what all pregnant people did, I took care of myself the best that I could, went to doctors appointments, surrounded myself with people that supported me, watched all the daytime birthing shows (I highly not recommend it, as I freaked myself out), and I prayed a lot.

Our little girl came into the world on August 17, 2004. The BEST day of my life (at the time). I felt an overwhelming love I've never felt before for anyone or anything....and she was bundled up in my arms. This kind of love was and is so deep that I often become overwhelmed by it all. God does such wonderful things.

On March 4th, my brother and sister in law were blessed with their first baby, and I was so honored to document her first days in this world. She is such a big bundle of joy (teeny really). I could feel all the love they had for their new baby, as that love just enveloped the whole house and every part of their being. I am so thankful, joyful, and fell in love all over again as I held her and cuddled her. Thank you guys for letting me be a part of her firsts!

I am a proud new auntie.

Real Love: Giving for a Better Life

2009-03-25T00:15:00.000-07:00

***voting has ended*** thanks to everyone who did vote!

Recently, I went on an almost week long trip away from my home, away from my husband, and away from my kids. 5 days straight! It was wonderful. I got to visit my brother and sister in law, see my new niece who is soooo adorable, and spend some me time.

But there was a down side to this separation.

It was almost unbearable leaving my kids.

*prepare for information overload*

I attended Photocamp Utah and the whole family drove down and stayed with G'ma and G'pa in Utah. Cory couldn't take all week off from work to watch the kids, so we asked G'ma to watch them while I was gone. Great idea, huh?! She was so awesome to do that for us.

All was fine, until I was told they would stay with G'ma in Utah for 5 days....no mom, no dad for 5 days. I instantly became overloaded with tears and emotions. I bawled for an hour straight and couldn't catch my breath to talk to my worried husband who just held me and sat there while I drenched his shirt in tears. I didn't know what I was so emotional about and then it hit me.

All the feelings and emotions from being taken away from my birth mom and living in an orphange at the age of 6, being adopted into a complete strangers home far away, and all the memories of way back then were hitting me like a ton of bricks. The exact feelings and emotions I DID NOT want my kids to feel in any way whatsoever. Period. Not even an ounce of pain and hurting, of feeling abandonment, or any question thereof. If I had to stay home so they didn't and couldn't feel a sliver of what I felt, I was ready to forego my pass to a much needed break.

G'ma agreed to come to our house and watch the kids. I was so relieved to hear that they would at least see dad on a daily basis. My stress level depreciated rapidly, and I went on my trip to Montana.

After this incident, or total breakdown really, I thought long and hard, and in my sleep, of how I could take this experience I went through and do something with it. Really do something. First, I though about going to see a hypnotist to tell me about my past I had forgotten, then I contemplated seeing this lady who can read your past (whom I always thought was a fake), yes I was desperate to figure out my past. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that the answer is not in finding out about my past so long ago, but to take that experience and try to help those in similar circumstances, those that my heart ache for.

My goal in life, probably when the kids are grown and on their own, is this:

"Name Your Dream Assignment" will help one winner carry out their photographic dreams. One winner will have a chance in a lifetime to help others. One winner will have a chance to change the world. One. That winner will be picked according to the number of votes their dream assignment receives. I invite you to read my Goal, my Wish, my Dream. If you like it, I'd really appreciate your vote. I also encourage you to read what other photographers Dream Assignment's are. There are many great ones to vote for!

I know there's a slim chance of winning, but just putting it down in writing has helped me out a lot emotionally, as I never knew my feelings were so deeply rooted.

This has been the most intensive, emotional post yet. If you didn't know me before, I bet you have an idea now...thanks for taking an interest :) It really took a LOT to write this...and I'm having a hard time hitting the "publish" button....

God's Country.

2009-03-24T12:56:00.000-07:00

I was fortunate to be able to grow up in the great state of Montana, aka God's Country. Breath taking views of the Mission Mountains, beautiful lakes, and the friendliest people around. I was raised in central Montana where the land is pretty baren besides the fields and fields of golden wheat and the occasional butte popping up from the flatness of the land. It is it's own kind of beauty.

Western Montana is where it's at...Mission mountains, Glacier National Park, Flathead lake, & luscious green valleys. This is the area where all the famous people come to vacation. I saw Bill Murray (from groundhog day), a soap opera stud (name unknown), and I believe the dude from 3rd Rock from the Sun owns part of the main ski resort called Big Mountain. It's the land of escape from the busy life; a place to take in the glory of God's creations, a place to calm the soul. Every time I visit this area, I feel such a calmness and peacefulness in every crevice of my being.

This past week, I excitedly drove right smack in the middle of it all. My brother and sister in law just had their new baby and I was blessed to be able to visit and take pictures of their biggest blessing. (coming soon!) What a beautiful area they live in...an open view of the mountains of Glacier Park out their back door, and a hop skip and a jump away from Flathead Lake.

This is Flathead Lake at the very northern tip. This is where the kids and I played and swam last year while we were visiting, minus the snow.

One of many boat docks sitting on the shores as you make your drive along the Lake. The Mission Mountains on the other side.

My feeble attempt at creating a panorama. I like seeing the different sections that make up the whole.

Random photos taken on my drive. It was awesome to be able to take my time and just enjoy the beauty of everything.

Between my high school and college years, I was fortunate enough to work right in the Mission Mountains on a guest ranch. I helped do everything from helping cook the meals to helping guide the city slickers on horseback rides to picking up hay bales. What an awesome experience it was. Growing up, I always wanted to have horses and live on a ranch so this job was perfect. Labor intensive and I loved it. Welcome to Cheff Guest Ranch.

This is the dead end road that leads right up to the ranch nestled right at the foot of the mountains. You can see the clearing where the Ranch sits at the end of the road.

My other pano. The big gully to the right holds a humongous lake where we'd take the guests on horseback rides. On our time off, we'd ride there and swim with the horses.

I found a road named after us...o.k., so it wasn't named after us, but it was still cool to see it.

Here's looking down Olsen Road. My self pic of the trip where my car is me. :)
This specific intersection where the dirt road hits the 2 lane highway was very interesting. A ritual maybe? but about 50 smashed pop cans scattered in a 15 foot radius were just laying there....like artwork really. Nowhere else were there any visible pop cans but just at this small area on this road. These were smashed to as thin as they could go being run over again and again. If I had an empty pop can with me, I would have left my contribution to this interesting arrangement of cans.

What an awesome trip I had. Posts of my new niece coming soon! ...and some more sexy...I'm bringing it back baby. :)

Fun & Inspiration.

2009-03-21T13:07:00.000-07:00

I'm back...finally. I've had a busy week driving all over the country...well, not all over, but about 1500 miles all over. My first venture was to Photocamp Utah in Provo, Utah. It was awesome. I was inspired, uplifted, and educated all in 8 hours of sitting on my rump, and very sore indeed. It was so awesome to see and hear from the photographers I follow on a regular basis and have now acquired more blog addresses of photographers I am excited to add to my list.

Photocamp Utah was put together by the network of local photographers in the Salt Lake City and surrounding areas, basically free of charge. They poured their sweat and passion to reach out and share their knowledge with as many people as they could, and for that, I am very thankful. Utah has such a great photographer's network/group. They all share, enjoy, and feed off of each other freely and unconditionally. It kind of makes me want to move there just for that boost of inspiration you get by just being around them. Amazing group of photographers and people. I would highly suggest anyone who can attend next year to do it.

Although I brought my camera to this event, I was too inspired and focused on everything going on around me that I just didn't think about pulling it out. But I did get one of Tyra in one of the workshops.

I got to enjoy the camp with Tyra, and her mom came all the way from Washington to attend. It was nice to go to such a big event with familiar faces.

*photo courtesy of Bryce, of Moments by Tyra Photography*

On our trip back to home, we had a nice chit chat with a cop...well, my husband did.

......or, not.

I attempted to get a pic of the cop talking to my husband, but he kinda' jetted out as in a hurry as soon as he saw the camera. Boo.

It made for an interesting drive. I got to brag about not having one single speeding ticket while my husband acquired 3 in the last couple years. :) ...who said men were better drivers?

Just to clarify.

2009-03-10T21:11:00.000-07:00

He IS a boy. Heehee.

Lovin' these black and whites 'cuz the bathroom is so colorless and boring.
*just a short, quick post*
Off to go watch Australia with the hubs!

Girl or boy?

2009-03-10T12:03:00.000-07:00

When my little girl was about 4 months old, I remember going out and about and people asking me if she was a boy or girl. I kind of looked at them dumbfounded because I had her dressed in all pink, a pink bow attached to her head and a pink blankie to top it all off. Seriously?! It'd take me a few seconds to get over my complete confusion of why they could ask that question, then I'd answer - "...uhhh, she's a girl..?..." like I was questioning myself...

Then my little boy was born, and the confusion seemed to go away-I didn't get asked the "is it a boy or girl" question...until last night...

We ventured out to our favorite Chinese restaurant last night as no one wanted to cook. We had a very successful dinner. Amazingly there was no tantrums, no running around the whole perimeter, no throwing of food, and no climbing on furniture. It was actually quite enjoyable....we may even go out again. The nice lady, who I assume owns the restaurant, knows who I am as I get takeout on a weekly basis there. Not so much with the rest of my family. She was in love with my little man and after a little bit of playing with him, she asks, "..boy?, girl?"...as she's pointing to him. My husband and I both inform her of his male gender and she says, "he looks like girl..." Really??

I wonder about it, and I take in a deep physical impression of my little man to see if he does look like a little girl..nope. Definitely not to me. But then I got to wondering if little kids in her Asian culture all look like little girls, 'cuz he seriously does not look like a little girl to me. Just a rambunctious, rowdy, food stained, little boy. What do you think?

Sarah.

2009-03-08T23:17:00.000-07:00

Daylight saving time, we pushed our clocks forward begrudgingly, and I went to bed at 3 a.m. It's no wonder I was so dead tired the next morning when my little man woke me up at 8 a.m. Although my eyes were half closed, and my body was still on sleep mode, I still headed towards the computer to check emails and such while the coffee was brewing.

If that doesn't tell me I have an addiction to the computer....there's no hope. Do I remember what I read and saw on the monitor? nope. I don't think even an email or message from the Dalai Lama would have phased me.

Sarah- Beautiful, long, red hair. It made me want to have my long hair back-then I remembered all the trouble I had keeping it clean, untangled, and manageable. It's tough work having long hair. Mine is 99% of the time back in a pony and gets neglected a lot. It rarely sees a brush or comb 'cuz it's just easier using my fingers. It's gotten to the point where I look in the mirror with my hair down and see a reflection of someone else.

I keep it simple. It works for me right now.

So Kudos to Sarah for keeping her long red locks clean and beautiful.

Sacrifice & survival.

2009-03-05T12:14:00.000-08:00

It was an obstacle trying to get my shots dodging the creek and rocks and ice chunks. But what better workout?, besides chasing after my kids :) I was so impressed with myself as I straddled the creekbed only inches from the water and not getting my bum soaked in it, holding tree branches down with my feet as I try not to let them slip out and whip across my face, meticulously placing my feet on the rocks and not getting my feet wet. I did pretty well I think.....

....until I misstepped and in went my foot totally engulfed in the creek up to my ankle. Yup, wet, cold, and squishy it was down there for the remainder of the shoot, and if that wasn't enough (it's these things that make a story interesting) I was creeping backwards while my eyes were concentrated on Jourdan and the scenery around her and I stepped on an ice patch and smack to the boulder I went. I am completely amazed my face didn't kiss it, but my camera sure did. It was, for a second, horrifying, hearing the sound of plastic hitting rock.

I did it. I busted my first lens. But I had a blast and am very happy with the results of it's sacrifice. The camera is perfectly fine. My body is amazingly working normal, and everyone came out alive from our venture. :) And I got to replace my lens with a newer, better one thanks to my hubs :)

Jourdan was up for anything, I mean anything. Here's how one extreme preparation for a shot went. (My favs!)

Me: O my gosh, look at that cave thing up there!
Jourdan: That's cool!
Me: That would be a sweet spot! Think you can climb in there?
Jourdan: I probably could...
Me: Let's try!
Jourdan: o.k.!

We hike up the snowy terrain up to the cliff wall. I cautiously step up to look inside and it's a cave where many fires have been lit. It's smothered in black soot staining the inner walls that are so perfectly 'carved' out in a smooth round. It looked like the inside of a big 'ol ball. Jourdan hops up and looks inside then proceeds to take off her boots, and starts to climb up into it. It takes a little while as the wall is seriously straight up and about 9 or 10 feet up to the opening. It's a good think she started rock climbing the past summer...yup, gorgeous and athletic.

By this time, I'm smiling like a kid in a candy shop 'cuz Jourdan totally rocks! for doing this....never mind that she's in her pantyhose and silk dress, she was bound and determined to get herself up to it. Did I not tell you how amazing and wonderful she is?!

After she got up there, it wasn't enough for me to just shoot her as she was, I proceeded to ask her to pose..."can you stick your foot there?....how 'bout placing your hand there?....can you move your body back a bit?" I did feel bad, but we decided that after all the effort to get up there, we were going to make it well worth it.

And well worth it? It definitely was! See for yourself.....

No direction needed.

2009-03-04T10:02:00.000-08:00

Seriously. Jourdan posed, reposed, and looked so natural and comfortable as a camera was stuck on her the whole time. Oh, and I won't forget to mention that she's never done any modeling before...zip, zilch, none. Amazing, huh? I told her what I was looking for and she implemented my vision so easily right before my eyes. Now how absolutely awesome is that? All I did was click away and try not to get soaked in the creek. :) We had a ton of laughing going on as she watched (and I experienced) my amazing skills dodging water, tree branches, and ungrounded rocks slipping under my feet. Amazing enough, I didn't fall in........yet.

Can I tell you again how sweet and genuine she is? A fantastic person.

I told you she had some fantastic shots! One more post tomorrow! :)

Blinded.

2009-03-03T11:20:00.000-08:00

I love the sun. It keeps me warm, and creates beautiful colors and lights. Growing up, I loved to look straight into it to see how long I could do it before my eyes started hurting. I loved looking at the ring directly around the perimeter of the core, then move my gaze slowly outward. Then I'd wait a few minutes to re•adjust my eyes to the darkness of my surroundings, seeing only a big white blob everywhere I'd look.

Much to my parents warning that doing so would blind me, I did it anyway. I do wear prescription glasses/contacts and am surprised I'm not totally blinded from it. God sure was looking out for me. At the end of my life, I foresee me sitting in a rocking chair, hand in hand with my wonderful husband, gazing blindedly at the sunset, taking in all it's glorious light as he describes to me the beauty of it.

At the end of our session on our drive back, I looked straight at the sun again. :) Loved it, and we jumped out and "set up shot" right there on the side of the road. We had many passerbys heading up to go night skiing. I'd like to think they slowed way down to be cautious of us pedestrians, but I'm pretty sure they were more curious as to what was going on and smiled from ear to ear as they saw the beautiful Jourdan. I believe we had a couple re•driveby's. :) I don't blame them. I would have done a double take too if I were in their shoes, er, car.

Jourdan

2009-03-02T16:58:00.000-08:00

When I was a young girl, I always wanted to have blonde, curly hair. I thought it very beautiful and quite obviously the extreme opposite of my dark, dark, straight mane which I absolutely hated at the time.

Growing up, I was the only asian student at school. As a matter of fact, the only asian in my home town, besides my younger siblings. I got looked at, poked at, and made fun of. I desperately wanted to fit in. Blondes were looked at as popular, gorgeous, and sexy...like all the models I saw on the front of every fashion magazine....like my best girlfriends. I know, silly, right? But that was my mindframe at 12 years of age. Don't worry, I have fully accepted myself for who I am now and don't plan on going blonde....anytime soon. :) Although I admit I had tried to bleach my hair a few times and the results were horrifyingly orange. Ew. Thank goodness for you guys, 'cuz you don't want to see a blonde asian walking around.

I still love gorgeous blonde hair...to look at. The long, flowy kind. But what's even better is finding the beauty of a person inside of the beautiful blonde hair. I got to do just that when Jourdan contacted me about modeling for me. I was blessed to meet such a beautiful person, both inside and out. She has the 'hugest' smile and a great laugh that read into her caring soul. Tons of fun, outgoing, and absolutely a blast to photograph!

Here she is in all her gorgeous beauty...from the depths of her soul to the tips of her beautiful blonde hair!

I have sooo many great shots from this session that I decided to do a few different posts. Check back tomorrow for more!

Sweet slumber.

2009-02-27T01:12:00.000-08:00

I have more often than not, found myself totally and utterly unable to wake up at a decent hour. Let's say, 7:30 a.m. even 8 o'clock would be nice.

What constitutes a great morning for me is being able to wake up feeling somewhat rested, snuggled in my oh so warm and soft bathrobe, with a nice hot cup of coffee watching Good Morning America....before the kids wake up. How nice it would be to start off the day in solitude; with peace and quiet.....Jen time. It's been way too long and I've come to the conclusion of just why this doesn't happen.

Long nights; staying up past midnight, surfing the net of my many list of photoblogs, facebooking, and playing with photos....and I've recently taken up the phenomenon of twittering. I've realized I need to take a step back, slow down, take a break, and step away from the computer....or at least avoid using this thing until 2 or 3 a.m 'cuz I don't think I could actually not touch the computer for a day. It's become quite a problem really....do they have therapy for this? and is there a name for it?

So in leiu of staying on here any longer than necessary (cuz it's 2:30 a.m. right now-yikes!) I am going to close with this nice sleepy photo of my little man. Off to bed I go. :)

Taking in some nature.

2009-02-26T18:18:00.000-08:00

My family and I took a drive the other day to check out a potential spot for a photo shoot. It reminded me a lot of the country I lived in. Horses, cows, deer, trees, fields...exploring mother nature, except I was actually enjoying driving through it this time. I used to be a 'get from point A to point B as fast as you can' kind of person, but now I enjoy the drives pointing out everything to my kids as they look in wonder and shouting with excitement.

Our highlight of the trip was getting the car stuck in the snow. We ended up trying to drive to a spot off the road through what seemed to me a thin layer of snow, but it ended up to be about a foot and a half of snow. Thankfully, a nice gentleman drove up and happened to have a tow rope and pulled us out. I think he got a kick out of my husband slipping and sliding and falling on his rump trying to push us out as I was in the drivers seat revving the engine, snow flying 10 feet in the air, while the kids are both jibbering simultaneously, "oh no! we're stuck!, How are we going to get out!" It was quite humorous.

Anyway, no picks of the car stuck in the snow, but we did spy a coupla' deer, a few horses and our fair share of "moo cows".

De-thawed models.

2009-02-25T15:16:00.000-08:00

I am officially done editing all the photos from this boudoir session. So, here's a couple more I loved. It still makes me shiver when I look at these pics....I am happy to report that they recovered from this session and are fully de-thawed and life is back to normal. :) ....and they want more...heehee :)

This is what I call Strength.

2009-02-24T01:16:00.000-08:00

20 degree weather, snow covered ground, and lingerie. Not quite the comfortable pairing of two extremes...the cold and the hot. Pun intended. :) These sessions were absolutely beyond extreme and fantastic. These two ladies were not only gorgeous, but so strong and brave for enduring the not so accommodating weather.

I was bundled up in a long sleeve shirt, coat, leggings, pants, socks, and shoes....basically, I was covered up from head to toe and I was cold. I kinda' felt bad for being so covered up while these two were shaking in their open toed heels....literally shaking so bad I thought their pantyhose were going to fall down...I bet they would have if it weren't for the clasps to hold them up. Whew! I was drained afterwards from watching them...

All in all, we had a blast. I learned to become one with the elk droppings, as they were covering every inch of the ground we were on. These ladies tried to become one with the crispy air....and oh boy, did they succeed for the most part.

*warning- extremely hot pictures follow*

*This is one of my absolute favorites!*

*it was requested that no "head shots" were to be posted* After all they went through, I willingly agreed. :)

Sneaky Peak.

2009-02-23T11:13:00.000-08:00

Here's a sneaky peak at what's to come.... :) I'm editing like a madwoman. This session was so much fun, we had a blast....more of the story to come. Check back!

What we do for relaxation.

2009-02-19T10:28:00.000-08:00

I love to just relax, take a breather. Doesn't anybody?

My form of relaxation is getting out my crochet hooks and some yarn, reading a good book while laying back in the recliner, taking a long drive to nowhere in absence of passengers with my music blaring out my thoughts and worries.

But my most favorite thing is taking a really HOT shower. So hot it almost scalds my skin. I love stepping out with wrinkled fingers and toes and to the steam filling the bathroom where you can barely see the door. Most people would say they love taking a hot bath, but I don't find soaking in your yummy goodness from the days activities very appealing. Ew. I've never liked baths, and I don't really find swimming in a public pool all that attractive either. Give me an ocean or lake and I won't hestitate to jump in, but baths and pools....I do it for my kids.

My hubs was soaking in an aromatherapy bath to relax and soak his muscles and I thought it was quite funny and contradictory to his time of relaxation and rest. I mean how is it possible to relax when you are in a tub that's half the size you are.....I just don't get it. See for yourself. *excuse the sexy legs, as they are a vital part of the photos* :)

Reflect & focus.

2009-02-17T12:26:00.000-08:00

Today, I was 'reflecting' on my life. My past, my present, and what I want my future to look like. Specifically where exactly I want my photography to take me. My gravitational pull toward photography is leading me to an exciting journey I'm about to plunge into....a new realm you have not seen here yet. I am so excited to see it take form and to share with you my journey, my focus, my new challenge. Until then, I'll leave it up to your imagination for whats to come that I'm so head over heals about. I hope you stick with me and share in this journey I'm starting.

I've reflected, now I'm focusing. Hard.

Oh! Be sure to check out my "More of Me" link to the right where I've got updated pics of me. Thanks to Moments by Tyra for her awesomeness. ;)

The not so good marinade.

2009-02-17T08:24:00.000-08:00

The only other place I love to clean more than my humble abode is my humble car. *sarcasm intended* It never fails that some sort of beverage or food get's dismissed onto the floor, or even better, stuffed into the crack between the seat and the backrest, just marinating it's decaying aroma into the fabric and into every crevice in existence.

Under normal circumstances would I attack it with the mighty suction power of the 20 gallon shop vac, but it just so happens that it snowed a couple more inches overnight and there is absolutely no room in our garage to park my car to service it....mainly to stay out of the winter elements. I suppose I could brave it out, suck it up and just do it. But no, I am too much of a sissy to be doing something this unpleasant in the cold and snow. This is where my hubby comes into the story. I sure do love this man.

Artists' Express.

2009-02-14T16:10:00.000-08:00

Do you know what I think? Of course not, I'm about to tell you. :)

I think that the railroad should supply a whole line of cars dedicated to the graffiti artists of the country. Sure, watching trains pass by is pretty neat to see, but think about watching a whole line of boxcars smothered in colorful, vibrant art...now that would be absolutely fabulous to see. I'm not talking about gang graffiti with swearing and "nasty, dirty" art, but the cool stuff....the artsy stuff, the stuff that makes you go "ooooo" and "ahhhh" and "wow". You know, that kind of art.

It would be advantageous for the passerby's and the "unfortunate" ones stopped by the railroad crossing bar. Instead of being stopped at the crossing impatiently drumming our fingers on the steering wheel wondering when the last boxcar is going to pass, we would be engrossed in awe-inspiring original pieces of art; essentially, we would have the pleasure of having a gallery showing from the comfort of our vehicles. How awesome is that. At least I think it would be pretty sweet and my impatience would be succumbed by the awesomeness of it all, and I would most definitely park myself at the crossing even before the crossing bar flinched.

That's just my thoughts......and I'm stickin' to it.

I {heart} Faces; Fix-it-Friday #2.

2009-02-14T01:09:00.000-08:00

Fix-it-Friday. Week 2. "Baby Boy Blue"....because of his awesome baby boy blue eyes. I especially love his thumb in his mouth. Secretly I was hoping one of mine would be a thumb sucker because I think it's the cutest thing in the world. Well, one of the many cutest things. I guess it's one less thing I have to worry about 'un-habitizing' (my made up word of the night) among the blankie obsession's they both have...in a major way.

If you would like to have your hand at fixin' up this photo or want to see what others did, head on over here.

Here's the original....

Here's what I did....

....and here's me saying good night 'cuz I'm pooped. :)

My busy-ness.

2009-02-13T19:14:00.000-08:00

I'm slacking, I know. I've been busy trying to keep my fingers and toes warm from the harsh weather, the snow and the blistery breezes. brrrr. It's starting to warm up a bit with the occasional pools of melted snow which I happen to step into every time I step foot outside. My stash of nice & clean dry socks are dwindling in numbers yet again. My humble abode is cluttered with every toy in the toy box, crayons from the crayon box, random utensils emptied from my utensil drawer...wisks, spatulas, cheese graters, & measuring cups haphazardly placed all over the living room floor, which leads to twice the load of dishes having to be washed every day. I've definitely been keeping busy. I hope while I've been busy on the inside, mother nature will start to get busy changing the season outside.

I can only hope, right? It is only February.

Dancing stilettos.

2009-02-11T16:15:00.000-08:00

I love to dance. Period. Hip hop, ballet, two steppin', team dancin', club dancin'....if I had to choose a different profession, I would totally go into this realm of artistic expression. Did you know that I once was on a university dance team? yup, that's right. I was one of those that shook her booty during halftime of the basketball & football games, struttin' around in those risque outfits that I would be totally embarassed about sportin' these days.

My idol is Janet Jackson. You heard me, Janet. Ever since I could remember, I have always had a personal dream of being one of her back up dancers. Last night, I happened to have the t.v. on at 1 a.m. and Janet popped onto the screen on Tyra Banks late night show. Of course I stopped clicking away on the computer and proceeded to glue my eyes to the television. I was totally diggin' her hair too. Check it out! I still have yet to go to one of her shows, and that's one of my goals in my lifetime....hopefully before I turn old and faded.

I never had the pleasure of taking any formal dance classes while growing up, and I'm kinda jaded by that...no, not really, but a bit bummed. I want my daughter to have that experience, so we enrolled her in a dance class and she loves it! All day, every day, the first thing she does is sport the dance gear and dance around to the music on the tube or the stereo. It's like her life is falling apart before my eyes when I try to force her to put on regular clothes to go somewhere. Drama, drama, drama.

I {heart} Faces. SILLY!

2009-02-11T11:23:00.000-08:00

This is my entry in the 5th week of I {Heart} Faces kids. This weeks theme is "silly". Go HERE to view a massive list of other entries, get inspired, then enter yourself! I know it's a repeat of the below post, but it needs it's own place. Enjoy it again. :)

If the Boot Fits.

2009-02-10T15:53:00.000-08:00

When I was little, I constantly played dress up with my mom's heels. I loved the way they clickity clacked on our linoleum floor. It was one of my favorite activities. I believe it's a favorite among all children. My kids love my shoes....they are always cluttering my floor and I trip over them at least once a day. I especially love to see my little boy struttin' around in my stiletto's, it's the funniest thing in the world. Needless to say, I've been forced to wear shoes other than the ones I had in mind due to my inability to find the ones hidden by the kids. I seriously need to lock them in a bin out of sight.

Today was, "tromp around in dad's boots" day. Little man was so hilarious as he had to lift his legs up to his chest to get anywhere. He was putting on quite the show.

Memories of old.

2009-02-10T09:00:00.000-08:00

Growing up on a wheat farm an hour away from the closest place of civilization had it's advantages and disadvantages....as I was growing up, they were all disadvantageous for my much important social life, but now that I think back to them, I am grateful for all the things I got to experience. It was definitely carefree living, where the only thing you had to worry about was keeping the raccoons out of the dog food, and the random deer from trampling all over the flower garden, while saving the garter snakes from the lawn mower...yup, pretty rough.

One of those experiences that I fondly remember is when my dad would load up the grain truck with the piles and piles of grain from harvest to take into town so we could reap the benefits of living on a wheat farm...it was our income and my dad was proud of his hard work. He would load us kids into the semi truck and we'd take off on our hour long journey into town. Our favorite part of this experience was getting to sit in the makeshift bed built into the cab, with no seatbelts! We'd have full access to crawl back and forth from one end of the bed to the other and to the passenger seat of the truck. I remember one of us had found a mini calendar stuck to the wall behind the driver's seat..........but this calendar had women in it wearing only an itty bitty bikini sprawled out on the beach or a car. We kept it hush hush between us and giggled and smirked as we'd flip through the pages. Pretty mischieveous, huh?

At the grain elevator, my dad would drive through the building through a tunnel and onto a scale where they would weigh and measure out the grain. I loved watching the grain pour out of the hole on the underside of the trailer into a hole made into the ground that looked like an abyss. I can still smell the aroma of it all. Warm and.....grainy? I can't really describe it.

I've been attracted to what used to be a grain elevator here. Slowly disintegrating from being left alone, I can just imagine in it's prime the steam rising out of it and the trucks lining up to empty their loads....maybe the railroad cars lining up beside it being loaded with the grain to take to a faraway place. The only thing left from the days of use are the pidgeons still flying around, up and down, trying to scrounge up a few pieces of grain left over from the daily dumping.

The lot is up for sale now, the beginning phases of the destruction of something that used to be counted on being there for the livlihood of some. Hopefully not before I book a session there. :)

He's got heart.

2009-02-09T23:21:00.000-08:00

I love people with big hearts...in a major way. I would absolutely bend over backwards for them because I know they will do the same for me, and trust me when I say that I've had a whole lotta' them in the past and today who have helped influence who I am today. They are the people who remind me that there is always someone you can turn to when you are "down in the dumps" as they say; they are there when you need words of encouragement, a heartfelt hug, or just there to listen to you. But I also know that they are there to share in your life's joys and happiness.

My husband is one of those such people....from day one (Drawing class in the fall of '02). He was there when I needed an ear to talk to, he was right beside me through all my hardships and trials, and embraced my happy times with me. He was there when we drew naked people in class! If you've never tried it, I can tell you it's quite challenging...the human form is soooo complex. It's all the little things he does that has the most impact on me.

Take for instance this evening. He walked in the door with a small box. Surrounding this box were little holes meticulously punched through at 1 inch intervals. He was ever so carefully holding it as to not tip it over. I couldn't imagine what in the world he had in there...some sort of animal. Then I thought this was a prank he was trying to play, as he's very fond of playing that game with me. So until the kids went to bed, the 'box' just sat on top of our t.v....no way was I going to open it without knowing what was going to jump out at me. I know, I'm a total sissy when it comes to that sort of thing. After the kids went to bed, he had such a worried look on his face as he took the box down....."I don't know what to do with it, it was flopping around the parking lot with a broken wing.......I couldn't just leave it there, and he's a cute sparrow." Then he proceeded to tell me that he thought maybe we could buy a birdcage for it and keep it as a pet.....ha! That idea didn't last long at all. So tomorrow he is going to call the fish and game is it?..."I'll pass it onto their plate".....I pretty sure they will just put it out of it's misery, if they take it at all. Until then, he's made him a comfy little hotel and he's currently sitting on the kitchen table.

Room and board! My husbands got everything covered. What a man. What a big heart.

33 today.

2009-02-09T17:21:00.000-08:00

I want to thank the whole 3 of you that left a comment. I really do appreciate it! I guess I have to work on my marketing skills. If only it was an easy thing to do...trying to sell myself?! Probably one of the hardest things in the world to do, but if I must, I must. The only thing that makes me wonder is I've had 33 viewers today, but only 3 comments...sigh* Whats a girl to do?

Since there's only three of you, I want to thank each of you.
MEGAN. Thank you for checking out my work, and I hope you all the best in your photography and design! One more year is exciting! I remember my 5 years in schooling in Montana and Washington, and the last year was the hardest and the most excruciatingly painful. I remember the stress of having to get my portfolio ready and having my fair share of all nighters....the best part of it was that my husband (boyfriend at the time) stayed by my side the whole time. It's one of the many things that made me so attached to him. ;)

KEELEY. Thanks for being such a loyal blog reader! I love knowing that there are people that enjoy my stuff.

B DAD. Thank you so much for a very flattering comment! It's so good to know that I am now inspiring others as well as being inspired from them.

I'd like to reach out and give a cyber hug to you all....and my hugs are huge! :)

Anyway, I've decided that I have to give out this free session to at least somebody, so I've decided to narrow down you three and the only person I can carry out this offer to is Keeley. Obviously it will be this summer when you are here.! Keeley, let me know when you will be here and we'll set up a session! I wish I could do something for you others, but alas I hadn't a clue what. Maybe I could send you a business card? I know, not at all exciting. Questions? I am definitely willing to answer any questions if you have any.

Thank you again for the love! You are officially not "shadow walkers" anymore.

Shadow Walkers?

2009-02-08T22:08:00.000-08:00

I would really like to know who's reading my blog & viewing my work but staying in the shadows. I know you are out there somewhere....but I'd like to get to know you better, and most importantly, to know that I am not the only one here. :)

I would absolutely love feedback!......which means you have to leave me a comment.....yikes! (Is that scary for some of you?) I know the first time I left a comment for someone, it was a bit unnerving and even scary, but I assure you that I am totally and utterly harmless. Really. For those of you who do leave me comments about my work, "THANK YOU!!" It really means a lot to me to know that my work is actually being seen. I don't want to keep it to myself, but to share it with you all, so feedback is always appreciated :)

This is totally a last minute thought which I plan to execute with this post. I want to know who's reading this. So I've decided that I am going to give away 2 free half hour sessions for the first two people who leave me a comment on this post. You will receive with the session, a cd with your 3 best photos, at 4x6 print resolution to print to your hearts content! ....the catch? The session has to be in or around Idaho Falls, within the month of February, and YOU have to pick the location. Sounds fun, eh? I'm excited!

This may backfire and I won't have any comments, but I'm hoping that won't happen. :) I'm thinking positive. ~Love to you all "shadow walkers"...heehee

I {heart} Faces; Fix-it-Fridays.

2009-02-07T22:53:00.000-08:00

I am totally and inexplicably a night owl, as I am still up as the new day is starting......enjoying the peace and quiet with the exception of my music playing my eclectic mix of rock, classical, techno, and the occasional country.

So I {heart} Faces just started a chalenge called Fix-it-Fridays, where you can take the photo chosen by them and try to fix it up yourself. I love challenges, and what better way to spend my alone time than to take one on. Go check them out and take on the challenge yourself! It's quite fun.

This is the original photo provided by I {heart} Faces. The first thing I noticed was the color of the background competing with her gorgeous red hair. The picture needed some sort of oomph or punch to it.

This is my version of the photo. Can you notice all the differences? Haven't you ever seen those books with the "what's different?" side by side photos?
Now don't ask me how I did it....it's after midnight and I had a bazillion layers in photoshop all at once. I love this kind of thing, where I can see the results of my work take form....even if my eyes are starting to cross. Thanks for the challenge!

Cheetos.

2009-02-07T21:16:00.000-08:00

Yes, I am a lover of cheetos....in a big way. Actually, I just got done cleaning my fingers of my Cheetos cheezy goodness so I could type. ;) Thanks to my mother for introducing me to them as it is her favorite munchy food. I realize how unhealthy they are for me, but they are so good! I just can't help myself. I especially love how they have plastered on the back of the bag, "made with ALL NATURAL OIL", does that really make me feel better?

maybe a little...

but regardless I would be devouring them anyway, all 160 calories per "about" 21 pieces......which means, I just consumed "about" 13,440 calories in about 30 minutes.....holy crap! no....really?! I better rethink how much to shove in my mouth each time. jeez!

I've passed down this love to my lovely kids, and they too make a dive for them as soon as I open the bag. Except I portion them out into a bowl which looks like "about" 21 pieces...maybe a bit more. I love when little ones eat Cheetos, resultig in neon orange fingers and mouths. Especially my little boy. See for yourself.

...so the post processing turned the orange red, but it's the messiness that I love.

Thanks to Amy!

2009-02-07T15:23:00.000-08:00

From I {heart} Faces! Although my work didn't make it to the top ten picks for the I {heart} Faces challenge/contest, Amy did pick my adult entry as her top pick this week!

It was pretty dang awesome! to see my pic on their contest result post. It was totally unexpected, and just plain sa-weet! So, thanks again to Amy for picking my photo! You can check out the winner and top 10 pics here.

Did you look up tonight?!

2009-02-06T23:23:00.000-08:00

It was such a warm night, so the kids and I went outside for some fresh air and yet again, soak up all that melting snow with my non-waterproof shoes and right to my nicely chilled feet...it's not enough that I changed my socks like a million times today, why not go for round million and one? Don't worry, the kids had snow boots on, thus warm, dry feet. I'm just stubborn to buy snow boots hoping I won't need them when we move somewhere warmer and not wanting to fork out $150 for a pair. I'm having second thoughts though. It might be worth the investment so we don't have sopping wet pants and socks strategically hung over every single chair we own. o.k...moving on!....

It's amazing to me the way the sky can change form in a matter of minutes. How sweet it was for me to experience tonight's evening sky take form, then disappear in a matter of minutes...even better, I captured it on my camera! Check it out!

Minutes later, this is what I saw.....A-MAZ-ING! right?! They were both taken with a 50 mm focal lenth....so, no, this one was not zoomed upon. Sweet, huh?!

So......did you look up tonight??

Tyra, gear-a, fear-a, jear-a, weer-a...

2009-02-06T18:28:00.000-08:00

My daughters two cents in this rhyming game she loves to play. Love it. Especially seeing her mental gears winding as she spouts out her rhyming words.

Just wanted to show off her gorgeous eyes...I would kill for eyes like this...o.k. not literally, but I would definitely shave my head....and if you know me, I have a thing with having hair longer than a few inches.

Tyra.

2009-02-05T17:18:00.000-08:00

Pronounced, "Teer-ra", not Tyra as in the ex-supermodel. Oops...messed that one up. I'm pretty sure she's used to the mispronounciation. Beautiful name nonetheless. :)

Tyra is a fellow photographer here and we got together one early morning for a reciprical photo shoot...does that make sense?....we got together to photograph each other. As usual, I was the late one to our meeting place..and I was the one who suggested we meet there at that time...sometimes I wonder about myself. I did have an excuse, kinda. I needed my morning coffee, so I had to stop. Not the best excuse, but it is what it is.

Anyway, we had fun freezing our fingers and toes while we walked around scouting for different places. This was after our original plan came to a screaching halt with a sign that read, "Photographers, you will be charged with trespassing if you enter"...or something to that effect. Tyra brought an awesome chair (not a kitchen chair, a nice sitting chair...with padding), and packed that thing all the way to the place, on pure ice and snow, in killer boots (loved them), with no traction...only to have to turn around and carry the chair back to the car. Let's just say, we were a bit bummed with the situation. Nevertheless, we ended up finding some great locations, and some great shots!

Check out the shots she got of me on her site, Moments by Tyra...rockin'!

I {heart} Faces.

2009-02-03T09:12:00.000-08:00

One of the many blogs I view on a regular basis is I {heart} Faces. It's a forum for all amateur to professional photographers for inspiration. Each week, they have a new challenge/contest that involves....faces! And each week, they feature a different judge who is predominant in photography to pick the winner.

Go check them out! and while you're at it, enter the challenge!

This week's challenge is, "The eyes have it"....and what do you know, I have a perfect one to enter in the kids section. If you've been keeping up with my blog, you'll remember this little girl from before.

...and here's my adult entry.

{Kamden} One more...just because.

2009-02-02T15:46:00.000-08:00

This picture was a bit overexposed, but I love how it turned out. He's so cute.

Sara & Kamden

2009-02-01T12:34:00.000-08:00

I asked if he liked getting his picture taken, and he said yes. We were off to a good start.

He showed me all his drawings he did in school; posted up trophies on the fridge door, posed for a shot, ran around like a crazy man, smiled for the camera, gave mommy loves, posed again. I loved how comfortable he was with me, although he didn't speak a word for the first 10 min., but I could tell he was enjoying the company with all the big smiles decorating his face.

Despite the really cold weather, we decided against better judgement and strolled around outside...just so we could freeze our fingers that I oh so love to do.

Sara showed me this cool little coffee shop/cafe, and we warmed up a bit before heading back out.

She also informed me that he's never hauled his ceramic dog around...I guess he thought his dog needed some photo love too.

Thanks guys for bearing the cold with me! I can't wait to do some more sessions with you!

Creativity is in the eye of the beholder.

2009-01-30T18:39:00.000-08:00

Between these long pauses of creating art for others, I have a fondness of creating something that others would themselves be questionable about hanging on their walls...maybe?

I love this picture with all the texture in the jeans & floor. Gotta love the shadow of the feet against the spotted floor. Kinda looks like the shadow splatted all over the floor. Love it...I might even print and hang it in the bathroom. Right above the toilet?

They have arrived.

2009-01-29T11:19:00.000-08:00

...my business cards. It was a pleasant knock at my door at 6 last night. UPS man, thank you for working past 5. :)

Simple, clean, sweet, and to the point. Just what I expected.

Lover of the sun.

2009-01-28T22:04:00.000-08:00

I don't know about you, but I love the sun.

The way it gradually lights up the earth so early in the morning, the shadows that it casts so boldly, the way it moves across the sky and taking with it the shadows of the earth, and the most important, the way it warms my fingers and nose when I'm out in the winter elements.

Yes, I am a hater of the cold. My body refuses to adapt to its' transition from the fall months. No amount of warm gear will deter this body that I'm in, from the crispy coldness.

It's cold still...so what do you do when you have 2 kids who have cabin fever??

2009-01-26T18:02:00.000-08:00

You take them somewhere warm, preferrable indoors, and has a place just for kids! The LIBRARY!
It's about time we went back there...it's been awhile.

Here, where it's cold and most of the year is winter (so it seems), we have to get pretty darn creative in what activities to do...not that going to the library is creative at all, it isn't. There is a limited amount of activities to do here in winterland...

1. Go to the mall-but you can only go so much and your wallet starts to diminish in size.
2. Hang out at Walmart-really?!
3. Hang out at Target-grab a popcorn and soda combo, browse around at the clearance racks. A bit better than Walmart, but it's a store where you are tempted to yet again, buy stuff.
4. Last, Go to the Library-this way, the kids can have fun reading books, playing on the computers, and I can also browse the many books and resources. AND, you aren't forced into buying anything, thus keeping the bank happy.

Our library has a cool atrium smack in the middle of the 2 story library with a big 'ol window above it, (lot's of natural light!) and a fish pond with lots of Koi fish. The kids love! it....in fact, so much that my little man almost fell in today. He's seriously keeping me on my toes all the time.

If you are interested in pictures, but aren't too thrilled about being outside, here's a great place! The library, who would've thought.

This place was actually pointed out by someone interested in a session with me. If you are reading this, I just wanted to let you know that I have tried contacting you and can't seem to get through on the phone or email for that matter....so if you are still interested, Please contact me with the best way to reach you! I would love to meet with you. :)

I am thankful.

2009-01-24T19:49:00.000-08:00

I received a call today from a very good friend of mine who asked, "Is it your birthday...today?", to which I replied, "...what's the date today?..."

I realize that this month is my birthday month, but haven't kept track of the days. When my friend called me, all I could think about was the things I was thankful for...not the things that I wanted, although I already received a couple gifts earlier this month. :)

I know that it's not custom to do a 'thankful post' when it's not Thanksgiving, but I've realized in my latter years of my 20's that being thankful is more gratifying than being 'wantful'. It puts my heart in a happy place per say. :)

29 things I am thankful for. *since I will officially be the 'ripe' age of 29*

1. My savior Jesus Christ and all that he's blessed in my life,
2. My husband who is very supportive, loving, and shows true concern for others,
3. My daughter's laugh, love, hugs, and kisses,
4. My son's entertaining ways, hugs, and kisses, and keeping me on my toes,
5. Being raised by parents who knew how to work hard,
6. Living in this country where anything is possible,
7. Flavored coffee, because I live on it,
8. Sunshine; I despise being cold,
9. Flip flops, even when there's snow on the ground,
10. Sushi; I eat it religiously,
11. My girlfriends whom I can call to rant or praise about anything with,
12. My car; I survived about 5 years without it and it was a hassle,
13. My soon to be niece! in March!
14. Almost being 30, maybe people will stop thinking I'm 10 years younger than I am,
15. Redbox; I love renting movies for $1!
16. Warm sheets fresh from the dryer...mmmm,
17. Padded chairs; this one I'm sitting on is not padded,
18. Internet. enough said,
19. Tax exemptions! we still have yet to see our accountant,
20. Getting a phone call just to say hi!
21. The ones who enjoy looking at my blog to come back again,
22. Comments! about my work, (if you read my blog, don't be afraid to leave a comment! It
always brings a smile to my face),
23. My new glasses and contacts; little man broke my last pair and dumped my last set of
contacts who knows where,
24. Being able to go and read books for free at Barnes and Noble, while sipping on a,
25. Latte! unflavored/unsweetened,
26. My shoe & bag collection, to which I will add,
27. Goldfish crackers and juice to quiet the kids at the store,
28. Push up bras....it's the next best thing to reconstructive surgery,
29. My air freshner, 'cuz something smellllls in my car.

There you have it, 29 of the many things I am thankful for on this day I turn 29.

Something new.

2009-01-23T23:19:00.000-08:00

...for now that is.

I often get tired/bored of things too quickly. I need a lot of variety and "spice" in my life. I don't like feeling trapped. Thus, the new header. You will more than likely see many more in the days to come. I'm diggin' it now, but give it a few weeks....

I call this one, "trapped" :)

2009-01-23T14:14:00.000-08:00

So I woke up this morning to a huge pile of snow blocking the front door. Spent 40 min. shoveling the stairs, sidewalk, and my car....just what I needed, some fresh Idaho air in the winter. At least it wasn't freezing out, it was actually quite nice.

But, can I just let you know that I am all done with winter; the snow, the blistering cold wind, freezing my toes and fingers, shoveling the dang snow, taking that extra 20 min. to sweep off the snow on the car, falling on my rear everywhere I go while people stare in amazement at my acrobatic skills, cranking the heat and paying for it literally, having wet pants and socks every time I go outside....I'm done now. You can stop.

I have to put a pretty picture in here to balance out the icky one.

True love & friendship.

2009-01-22T22:58:00.000-08:00

During my usual surfing of the net, and browsing my fav. photog blogs, I came across this video. It was quite touching and well, awesome. Check it out for yourself!

Fragments of a young mind.

2009-01-22T15:31:00.000-08:00

My rowdiest one. The one in the family who is the dare devil, the fearless, the one I have to keep both my eyes on every second of the day....but he's just sooo dang cute and funny I can't help but smile and laugh sometimes. Other days, my stomach leaps out of my body he scares me so much.

He's speaking in fragmented sentences. If I ask him where his blankie is, he responds with, "I don't know...". One of my favorites, because he has such a look of wonder and quizzicalness (is that a word?). Sometimes, he does the whole, put your hands upright in the air and shrug the shoulders with a slight tilt of the head action.

Another one of my favorites is when he points to the hot sauce at meals and asks, "..that's hot...?", to which I reply, "That's hot, don't touch". Guess what he does. Yup, he touches....and tastes.....then, "hot!"....*shiver/cringe*...."hot!". Grabs for his milk, drinks half, then tastes it again! Our dinner table is quite the comedy show.

I have to say that without our amazing kids, we would lead pretty boring and uneventful lives.

"Beeping heart"

2009-01-21T22:43:00.000-08:00

My little girl is so dang cute and growing and becoming quite the talker...and quite good at expressing herself and emotions. Everything that comes out of her mouth is thoughtfully rendered to the best of her vocabulary. It's so dang cute.

Take for instance, when she wants to convey her racing heart, she says, "..my heart is beeping!". I don't know where that one came from, but it puts a smile on my face every time I hear her say it. One time I bought some junior mints for her and little man, and she said, "mom! my mouth is frosting!" :)

I love how kids say it like it is. Only if more people talked like that...the world would be a more humorous place.

*thoughts and quotes on little man tomorrow, I am beyond tired and my bum hurts...actually going to go to bed before 2 tonight. {YAWN}*

This kind of love.

2009-01-20T22:25:00.000-08:00

The unconditional, unwavering kind. The kind you feel deep down in your soul.

That is the love my husband embraces me in. I love the little things he does for me.

• Opening the car door or any door for that matter as if it was second nature,
• Cooking dinner after a long days work because I just don't feel like doing it,
• Rubbing my nasty calloused feet when we are watching a movie (even when I don't ask him to),
• ...without making any comments on how rough and scaly they feel,
• Getting up with the kids in the morning because he knows I've been up 'til 2 a.m. editing photos or doing something to that nature. Sometimes it's around 3 a.m. (I swear I have an addiction to the computer and the internet),
• ...and having breakfast ready when I wake up,
• Re-attaching my computer keys, because for the 4th time, little man plucked them out one by one while I wasn't looking, (They are like $5 bucks a pop!)
• Putting the kids to bed at night because my bum is glued to the computer chair...and it's his special time with the kids,
• Sticking his hand down the disposal to grab the non-food item I accidentally dropped in because I think it's slimy and gross,
• Telling me "I love you" about 3-4 times a day,

I could go on and on about all the little things he does for me, but then I'd probably bore you to death so I'll spare you the list. I love that he supports me and does anything in his power to help out whenever he can.

Today, I wanted to go check out a spot for pictures and he willingly modeled for me. We had a blast together and vow to do it more often.

*warning: lots of pics following*

**special thanks goes out to Carly Carlson for disclosing this location! Thank you!**