OAPC will be doing their Walk for Life Event May 9th. Due to the Governor’s latest updates on opening up Ohio we will each be walking where we are instead of meeting in a group at the Cambridge City Park. Each participant in this year’s walk will take pictures showing where they walked. These photos will later be posted on OAPC’s website and/or Facebook page.
I thank everyone who has donated so far. I also thank the businesses that have continued to support me each year in Open Arms Pregnancy Center’s Walk for Life Event: Bundy-Law Funeral home, Black-Epperson Funeral Homes Inc, and Moore Bros. Hardware Inc.
When you donate you save lives, help women become educated on all choices available to them, educate families in giving better care to their children and equip them with better communication skills, help women get free pregnancy tests and ultrasounds. The money that you donate stays here in our community, our county and surrounding counties.
Please, help me support Open Arms Pregnancy Center’s mission to provide women with the physical, emotional and spiritual support they need as they face unplanned pregnancies. Please click here to donate.
Now that I have your attention, let’s talk about safety. Not all is as it appears in photos. A lot of pre-planning and know-how go into some photos. Here are some examples with some before and after photos to help you understand what goes into making some of those popular photos on the web. And, yes, Photoshop knowledge is yet another tool in your photographer’s bag as well as lighting, camera, and lens. Safety, however is a must and should be exercised first.
After color correction, cropping, compositing 2 photos together to give mom what she desired (an image with their wedding rings on their infant’s toes), and editing in a wall background in Photoshop here is the finished result:
Safety and comfort was practiced by the whole session taking place on top of towels under a blanket backdrop laid on the floor.
Yeah, but what about the one with the baby held up in the air? That’s real right?
No. That’s all a shift in perspective on how you view it. It’s actually photographed with the baby and parent’s hands on a black backdrop with the baby laying on a well stuffed beanbag for safety. Here’s before and after below:
So, you see, not all is what it looks like when you see the final image or photo. Never place a baby on a shelf to take their picture unless said shelf is laying on the floor. Never place a baby in your hands and hold them up like in the image above to take their photo. Use the steps I just provided you with if you are going to take their photos yourself. Never allow a photographer to place your baby at risk. A knowledgeable photographer knows the tricks on how to obtain the photo you desire without placing you or your baby at risk.
Today I want to talk to you about why its important to stylize your photo session long before the date of the session. One, it gives you confidence in knowing more of what to expect and what you will be receiving. Two, it sets your expectations and lets your photographer know exactly what you are expecting to receive when all is said and done. I’m not talking about what size photos here. I’m talking about the style. What you want to express or capture for a lifetime. Three, it communicates your wishes to your photographer ahead of time so all is ready when it is time for your photography session. You and your photographer can move right ahead into the session without worries as concerns have been already addressed, props chosen, backgrounds chosen, and colors coordinated ahead of time. It also saves you time, stress, and worry so you can relax and enjoy your session. It address all your questions ahead of time. If you don’t know or understand something, just ask. This is a very important part of the service you are paying for. Do not skip it.
The results of a stylized photo session looks like this:
Remember, talk to your photographer ahead of time and stylize your photo session to have the memories captured that you want. Do not skip this time. It is important.
As promised, some of my latest work with twins. We had a fun time. The originally planned 2 hour photo session turned into 3 hrs long because “somebody” couldn’t get enough to eat lol. I’ll give you a hint…he’s wearing blue. This is why 2 hours are planned for a newborn or infant session. You never know what will happen and its better to just take care of the kiddos and go with the flow. Less stress on all involved and happier babies. These kiddos will probably be running around barefoot as soon as they learn to walk lol. They kept kicking the wrappings off. They are perfect in every way. Simply beautiful.
My younger sister became a grandmother. The twins, yes, twins have so many grandmothers and great-grandmothers that they will be calling my sister Gigi. 🙂 We are all smiles.
Yes, of course I did their photos lol. I could not resist, are you kidding me? So sweet and perfect in every way. Love, love, love. Here is the new Facebook timeline cover to wet your taste for later posts. 😉
Now how cute are those little toes in their parents loving hands? More to come later…
As far as Heart & Soul Poetry & Praise, I have been making plans, working on Art and am almost finished with that burning inferno called Anxiety. I can’t wait to release it to you but it needs just a few more tweaks to make it right.
My apologies for not posting as often as I would like but working 2 jobs does keep me busy. I thank you for your time and patience. I keep pressing forward knowing that it is all worth it in the end.
This is a work in progress…13 photos represented so far and more to be taken and added. 4 1/2 hours of work just blending these together so far. That does not count the hours spent taking photos. Most of these came from the times I would sit in front of the wood burner. The grave stones were from a drive in the country. The rest still has to be taken. It all has to be believable by the time I am done. This is not easy but it is enjoyable to make another world.
What’s that? Did I really burn film in the wood burner. Why, yes. Yes, I did. I was getting rid of a lot of memories. There is a stack of photos in there too just under some of the film on the right. Why I even have a photo in there of my own blood. Who knew an epistaxis in the winter would come in handy some day? I photographed it years ago and added it just below the grave stones. I really want to demonstrate how bad anxiety looks and the toll it takes on us but also how we can overcome it. After all, at some point in time I did make it out of that cage in ‘Walls of the Mind’.
So rest assured my people, I have not forgotten about you. I am creating…good things take time…sometimes…other times God just blows on it and things take off to the point that you feel like you can fly…and maybe, just maybe, in your spirit you are.
Walls of the Mind is a poem about anxiety, childhood trauma, and a narcissistic parent.
Growing up as a child was rough. I had one parent who, when no one was around, would berate me. The other parent tried to instill confidence in me and encourage me. Needless to say, a wrong mindset was instilled that caused me to suffer from anxiety from grade school onward until I moved away.
Later in life I moved back to take care of the one parent I had left. Thankfully mom had mellowed out a lot with age. I even heard the words, “I’m glad I had you two kids after all.” There were five of us kids total but she was talking about the last two of us as we were born during her menopausal years of life. In fact, I was quite the surprise as she thought that she could no longer have children.
I learned how , and with God’s help, was able to forgive her for everything. I made that choice and it set me free. Realizing how the brain learns and sets feedback loops like a computer has again, with God’s help, enabled me to change that bad programming.
I actually wrote this for a friend who was suffering from great anxiety. I never realized at that time how encaged I was in my own mind. It’s nice to be free.
Everyone has a favorite photo, coffee, pizza…you name it and there is a favorite that goes with it. “That’s the one,” is what Troy said a couple of years ago when it came to picking out his favorite photo that I took of Ladders Coffee Bar.
My favorite was the coffee lol. I love caramel and I love hazelnut. They have sooo many different flavors to choose from. I often stop by there for coffee when I’m in Cambridge. You should try them out. They have done an awesome remodel of the place and sell a special blend called Ghost Roast now. Yum!
I enjoy all kinds of photography. I love being challenged and finding creative ways to accomplish what’s needed. No flash used in the above picture.
Matt of Wally’s Pizza loved the photos of the dough he made fresh that morning.
Again, no flash used. Just simply used the light that was already available. I remember we planned it for a time that wouldn’t be busy but you know what happens when you make plans lol. Of course they got busy. They are a popular pizza place in Cambridge with great tasting pizza. No worries tho, I captured what he wanted.
I must say, I have been sick with a terrible cold since last week and have been on antibiotics. I haven’t been up to writing, posting, or even eating much. Right now tho, coffee and pizza both sound yummy. I do believe I am now on the mend. 🙂
If you have or know of anyone who needs product photography done have them call Tonya 740-630-7280.
Thanks so much!
Love and life,
PS… I have been working on some art too… but that’s for another post. 😉
Heading downstairs Jim stopped me and asked me, “Where are you going?”
“I’m going to see Porky,” I replied. I loved spending time with our old Collie. His white and reddish brown and golden hair was so soft. I often would go curl up next to him in the laundry room of the house on 10th Street. He was my protector and defender from those little, mean dogs that the neighbor there used to let out to attack me every time I went to play on the swing set. As a grown up, I now realize those little dogs were just excited because I was outside in the yard. From a child’s point of view, however, they were a pack of little, vicious monsters trying to eat me as they clawed at me and nipped at me. They didn’t do that when Porky was outside. No, they wouldn’t come near me then. He would growl and bark and chase them off! Although, he couldn’t chase very far being tied to my swing set. That dog was my hero.
We had just moved to the new place. It was a big fancy house with no yard for a swing set. I have no memory of the laundry room in that house. I don’t have any memories of where I slept there at all. It was the big house on the corner of 7th Street and Beatty Ave. As I recall, Mom said it was haunted and I remember we moved because my little sister couldn’t sleep. I remember Mom going to the hospital to have her. I remember Mom trying to calm her down and rock her all the time. Poor kid never got any sleep until we moved from there.
Anyway, I digress, why should us moving into the new place stop me from being able to spend time with our beloved family pet? So I told Jim, “I’m going to see Porky.” I started to open the basement door.
“You can’t do that. He’s not there,” Jim replied.
“What? Where is he?” I was so serious when I asked that question. I was about 4 years old and had no memory of taking Porky to the vet to put him down. I remember the station wagon ride. Dad was driving. I remember Jim holding Porky because Porky was getting old and had a hard time moving without being in pain. Porky was originally Jim’s dog from childhood. Porky was probably around 17 years old. His original name was Sport. Jim was too little to be able to say Sport…it came out Porky and so Porky it was from that day forward.
“He’s in Heaven now,” Jim replied.
“In Heaven?”, I asked all wide eyed.
“Yes, Jesus came down and took Porky to Heaven to be with Him. He’s not in any pain anymore,” said Jim. Well that settled it for me. If Jesus came down to take Porky to Heaven to be with Him then he certainly wasn’t in the basement anymore and I didn’t have to worry about poor Porky anymore as Jesus was taking care of Him. Whew! What a relief for my childlike mind and heart back then. I have certainly missed Porky over the years but Jesus had Porky with Him and I was alright with that. That is how my brother, Jim, introduced me to death. It was a positive because it involved Jesus and Jesus loves kids. That’s how I understood that.
Grieving the death of my brother and both parents however is another story. It is very difficult to realize that my two sisters and I are the old generation now in our family. I don’t feel old and I don’t think I look old but truth be told I have already outlived Jim by several years now. He was 13 years my senior. He too was my hero just like his dog. If I became inconsolable in my younger days, Jim knew exactly what to do or say and life would turn right side up again.
As an adult, I miss when we stayed up all night playing Rummy 2000 while drinking pot after pot of coffee and the times he would call me late at night while he was trying to stay awake to keep the wood burner stoked so his kids wouldn’t be cold getting dressed for school in the morning. We talked for hours about cooking, woodworking, gardening, and sometimes he simply read me the JC Whitney Catalog from cover to cover explaining what each car part did in relation to the others and how much they cost. Yeah, I miss all that. No one can take Jim’s place.
Semper Fi, Jim. My love for you knows no bounds.
I am very pleased to offer Bereavement Photos created from your favorite photo or image of your loved one. Over the years I have had requests for this but I did not have the skill set at that time in order to make it happen. Very pleased am I to be able to now say yes to your requests. Call 740-630-7280