This shoot was for the beautiful birthday boy who’d just turned one, but over the hours, I developed a soft spot for his mom. I guess I have a weakness for freckles. Her aura was buttery and calm, and she literally floated through the sun. She made me want to be one or three again, have that doting gaze upon my skin. There is something about a mother’s love that you just cannot hide. The camera seeks it, laps it up.
Thank you Heather and Brett, for letting me be the storyteller on this day.