A few years ago, when I was just starting out as a photographer, a co-worker of mine came up to me and said, “Hey, This is kinda weird, but I think you went to high school with my wife.” This would be a weird statement, because here I was in Portland, over 1000 miles away from the little town I grew up in, where everyone knew everyone, and I’m still in contact with the 100 or so I went to school with all the way from kindergarten through senior year via facebook. He told me her name and I started to remember. Then he pulled up a photo of her from High School and I said “I know her!!!”. Small world.
Right around that same time I got an email from another emerging photographer whom I had gotten to know through posting constructive photo feedback on a very popular (we’re talking thousands and thousands of members) online photography forum where I taught myself how to use my camera and shoot (whew – that was a long sentence). Anyhoo, in that email she said, “I think you work with my brother-in-law.” Turns out, she’s married to Christie’s brother. Very small world.
Now that I’ve shared my interesting story for the day, I’ll get to the good stuff.
I was all set up to do a downtown mini session with this family for some updated photos. I was headed down to the Woodburn Tulip Festival that morning. I haven’t missed a Tulip Festival since I moved up here 11 years ago. I ran into Christie at the Tulip Festival last year (see? Small world again) so I knew their family appreciated how gorgeous it was. I suggested we do their photos down there instead. It was a pretty cold early spring so the tulips took their sweet time blooming. This Sunday was the first nice day in a long while. We planned on getting there about when they opened. As we parked, I started to panic.
It was bright. VERY VERY bright. Normally the first bright day of spring makes me feel warm and wonderful like a bear waking up from hibernation. But bright isn’t always so wonderful when you’re taking photos. When its bright you have to worry about proper exposure, blowing your highlights, which direction you are facing, dappled light, shadows, squinting, and so on and so forth. Agh! Now, I could have lugged out my big off camera flash set up, but realistically couldn’t use it because of the other thing that was making me panic – the crowds.
Tulip Festival when the color is in its prime and the weather is nice and warm is like Disneyland on a Saturday in July. Trying to get a shot without a gazillion people in the background is a near impossible feat.
That being said, I am extremely thrilled with the way the photos turned out. As internally panicked as I was, I knew they would turn out fantastic because I’ve worked incredibly hard to be good at what I do. Little known secret – I actually have at least one moment of panic during every session or wedding because I’m such a perfectionist, but my clients never know about the craziness going on in my head as I try to get the most perfect photos for them. All I see in the photos is a family who loves each other beyond compare, the sweetest kids, and some freaking awesome color that is reason #423 why I LOVE living here.


































































































































































