Posted on October 24, 2019
68. I worked with my most colorful clients yesterday. It was a perfect fall day, the light was glorious, and the family looked awesome. In preparation for the shoot, this little one picked out her (and ahem, EVERYONE’s) favorite unicorn dress days before. Just before heading out, I helped her mom pick out a necklace, and, overhearing us, she added some jewelry of hers as well. We walked outside, and this is the first capture. Within ten seconds, she was spinning around to show her skirt fly, got a bit dizzy, and fell down. And just like that, the session came to a halt. She was so tired and so over excited and so, well, four, that she was also so done. After grabbing some quick and sweet shots of her exhausted tears and swinging desires, we followed her lead and returned to their home to play in the living room, where the world is calmer and the promise of a treat and no one training a camera on you is closer to reality. Leading the way into the front door, she made an immediate left to her room, crawled under her blankets, and asked her parents to turn out the light and make it “really, really dark.” You know this feeling? From running a thousand miles a minute to just yearning for sweet sleep. Before leaving, I said to her “you know what? I really love working with you each year. You are so smart, and sensitive and colorful, and it makes my job so much fun.” And she replied: “You’re welcome.” Indeed.