I should perhaps title this post, “How not to do a session.”
The old adage that the cobbler’s kids go without shoes can often be applied to the world of photography. As photographers, we spend so much time photographing others that sometimes to pick up the camera to photograph our own families can feel like a chore. Like work. Like stress instead of fun.
And that’s such a shame. I know for me my children were my inspiration for getting into this business. Unfortunately they are also my toughest subjects. Which means I try to limit our more formal photography sessions to just a few times per year.
But it was time. Logan just turned 3, Dylan is now 4.5 and I want to capture this time in their lives. The boys didn’t have haircuts (and needed them!) I didn’t have coordinated outfits. In fact I didn’t have any “nice” shoes for the boys at all. My husband was out of town so I didn’t have a kid-wrangler on hand to help. Instead, I pulled a couple outfits that we had in the closet already that didn’t totally clash (poor kids ended up in jeans and long-sleeved shirts in June!). I yanked a chair and a vintage-ish box from my prop supplies. And I threw the props and the kids in the car with promises of a movie and popcorn night when we got home and drove off to my most favorite-est spot.
And it went surprisingly well actually. Yes, the kids have mop-head hair. And the outfits are just so-so. And the hat is too small. And the shoes aren’t “nice.” But my kids are still gorgeous (in my humble opinion of course) and the images still warm my heart – which is after all what they are supposed to do!
And the outtakes… (you knew there would be outtakes, right?)
“I won’t look at mommy. I won’t look at mommy. I won’t look at mommy.”
And I have no idea what Logan is doing here except that he is being his usual crazy self! (Can you tell how absolutely OVER it Dylan is?)