Rachel and Simon

April 11, 2011

He rolls the cigarettes. She cooks. They came to NYC only a year ago and have already become established in the community, working for one of the best restaurants in the city, have an apartment with an amazing view, and generally look out for one another on an continual basis. What is nice about Rachel and Simon is that they are two very different people, and yet something about being with the other brings out the best they can both offer, and it just works. They are beautiful, individually and together. They are two of my favorite people and I’m always glad when I can photograph them.

Rachel is just hot. Period. Just sayin’…


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Wilkins and Monica

February 20, 2011

Seriously, I don’t have the words. This couple really blew me away. These two ladies are from Australia, and it was their first time in New York City. They wrote me because they wanted some really great pictures to take back home toย commemorateย their trip, and bring home to their families and friends to showcase their love for one another. We spent two hours hanging out in the city at some very “Classic New York” spots – the Bethesda Fountain in Central Park, Grand Central Station, and the Public Library. We had become Facebook friends prior to the shoot and when we met up last week, I felt like we already knew each other. They were so much fun, had tons of ideas for photos and we really had a wonderful time.

It was really tough to choose favorites.. There were so many I wanted to put up, I had to narrow it down from 50 images! Hope you enjoy ๐Ÿ™‚

ummm.. gorgeous much?

its confirmed.. they’re adorable

Elizabeth & Stephen

September 15, 2010

On the day of Lizzie and Steve’s wedding, I arrived at the castle a bit early and scouted out a few locations before everyone arrived. As the ladies were getting ready, the mood in the air was calm and peaceful. While Lizzie was doing her makeup, the flowers arrived. And then, the words a Bride doesn’t want to have to utter on her wedding day, “They’re wrong”, she said, “The flowers are wrong”. Now of course you want everything perfect on your day, and the last thing you expect is something you’ve been planning for so long to go wrong. But Lizzie, she looked at the flowers, looked at her mother, and went back to doing her makeup. I don’t remember her exact words but they were something to the tune of “If this is the worst that happens today, its not the end of the world.” At that moment, I smiled inside because for Lizzie and Steve, it wasn’t about the flowers matching the dresses ( which they ended up matching anyways ), but about marrying each other with their closest family and friends beside them on a beautiful day and starting their lives as husband and wife. It was about their love.

I had a hard time picking which ones to put up ( as usual ), and I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.

I love this one of Lizzie getting ready. she did her own makeup ( extremely well may i add!) and had this air of calmness that surrounded her.

Favorite ๐Ÿ™‚

Did I mention how much I adore lace dresses and wearing garters at the knees? Well I do.

Can fierce and super sweet be combined in one photo? I think so.

Sixty-Three Years Later.

January 29, 2010

My grandmother’s brother married his wife when they were nineteen years old. It was 1947. I am not going to tell you the story of how they met, or what happened when he courted her. I will however, tell you the reason they are here today, sixty three years later, with two daughters, two son-in-laws, six grandchildren, five grandchildren-in laws, six great-grandchildren, and so much love one could hardly contain it in a sentence.

When he was young, my great-uncle was in the Army during World War II, stationed in Witchita Falls, Texas. He lived with a lot of other men on the base, one of whom happened to be a pilot. The holidays were coming and everyone wanted to go home to their families and girlfriends, but it was too far of a trip. This pilot offered up for debate the idea of chipping in for a small plane along with a couple other guys. Each man would pay something like a hundred dollars (which was a lot in the 1940s), the pilot would fly them home (a few at a time) to the Northeast for the holidays and at the end of the deal, he would get to keep the plane. So my great-uncle chipped in for the deal and a few of them bought the plane. Well it came time for him to be flown up north and for some reason, communication lines were crossed. The pilot thought they were meeting at the little airport and my uncle thought they were picking him up at the barracks. They were both waiting at separate locations for the other, and eventually the pilot gave up and took someone else in my uncle’s place thinking he’d come for him on the next trip up. When my uncle showed up at the airport, they told him that the pilot had left with someone else. Later, he found out the pilot crashed the plane during the flight that would have been his, killing himself and one other passenger, and critically injuring the remaining passengers on board.

I know this story because I visited this side of my family a few weekends ago. One of my cousins just had a little baby named Skyler (the sixth great-grandchild). He is tiny, and oh-so-sweet and we were all gathered together for the special occasion of his bris (a.k.a. circumcision and Hebrew naming). My great-uncle got to talking to me and my dad a little later in the afternoon and he began the story, “You know its amazing how life works”.

When he told us about the plane crash, there was a faraway look in his eyes and he said “Imagine if I had been on that plane,” and he looked around the room and spread his arms “We wouldn’t have had all of this, we wouldn’t have had any of this. I would have been dead.”.

He told us soon after when the war was over, he went home to the girl he had been courting and married her, my great-aunt.

You might be wondering why i’m sharing this story with you, and the reason for that is because love as the whole of its definition is a moving force beyond what any of us can attempt to make sense of. It is in our families histories, it is in the strangers you pass on the street, it is deep in the mountains and far out to sea. Writers have tried to embody it, films have over and over tried to encompass its meaning, but it remains illusive. Romantic love, familial love, everyone speaks its language, and I think its one of the most beautiful and intensely inspiring movements to photograph.

Well now look at that, sixty-three years later. Its amazing how life works.

My great-uncle and aunt when they were married in 1947.

My great-uncle and aunt present day, with me in the middle ๐Ÿ™‚

Last weekend I had the pleasure of photographing one of the best families I have ever met. Meet Jeff, Anna, Tommy, Dylan and Alex. From the moment you meet them you just can’t help but love their silliness, their devotion to each other, and the deep deep love that is evident just by watching them interact with one another. A couple of months ago, Anna approached me with the idea of a photoshoot for Jeff’s Fathers Day gift. I’m so happy that we were able to make it happen and I hope you all enjoy my favorites as much as I do…

After we finished shooting with the kids, I shot Jeff and Anna alone. They have all sorts of bright colors and awesome furniture in their house so it was a no-brainer when it came to backgrounds ๐Ÿ™‚

Andi and Ty met in college, Johns Hopkins to be exact, on the Taekwondo team. He a senior, she a freshman. Second semester they began dating, and three years later Ty brought Andi to lunch on his birthday to propose. Their love is storybook, and they have beautiful personalities to match each others radiance.

I had the honor to shoot their wedding in Rochester, NY a couple of weeks ago.

The night before the wedding, we were welcomed into Ty’s family home for the rehearsal dinner ( complemented by the famously amazing Dinosaur Barbeque ). We were back there again in-between the ceremony at the Nativity Church in Brockport and the reception at the Shanghai Chinese Restaurant in Rochester for some gorgeous photos with the family and bridal party. The day turned out to be sunny and warm, unlike most of the rainy summer this year, and I think everyone felt truly blessed to be in the presence of such pure love.

I’m not sure why I love the following photograph but it makes me smile ๐Ÿ™‚

Andi’s flowers were done by Lisa Meyer who designs custom floral arrangements. They were elegant and perfect for Andi! The bear was a present from Ty ๐Ÿ™‚

Addicted to the blackberry.. had to put this one in for Andi ๐Ÿ™‚

Ty was a male model in another life ๐Ÿ™‚

Andi you are just too fabulous for me ๐Ÿ˜€

Everything about the reception was individualized perfectly for Andi and Ty. The scripted name cards, the 9-course traditional Chinese buffet dinner, the karaoke brought by Starlite Productions, and of course the 3-tiered wedding cake from Gruttadauria Bakery!

Listening to Andi’s dad’s toast…

For cake cutting, the couple brought their own special sword to do the honors. It was pretty terrific ๐Ÿ™‚

I love love love love beautiful rings and handmade figurines!

There were no formal dances after dinner, but I caught this one of the couple…

One of the things that I love most about weddings is their ability to move a person- any person, even the most cynical, to realize that there is beautiful, wonderful, over the top, i-love-you-and-want-to-scream-it-to-the-world, kind of love still living and breathing out there. When you watch two people who are truly in love, the moments that the camera can catch are simply moving. Tiny moments of a glance, a hand held, show love in its raw undulated form more than any words could explain. I second shot Amber and Rob’s wedding for Kristina at Photokisses and it was just that- elegant, simple and full of moments one will only understand in witnessing of that emotion.