Tuesday, March 31, 2009



Precious. Adorable. TINY!

This little guy was born to two very dear friends 2 months ago. He was born premature and spent quite a bit of time in the NICU, finally making it home about 5 weeks later. I was lucky enough to photographer him and his parents, Todd and Ashley, earlier in the week.

He's got a lot of spunk and will likely turn into an awesome basketball player/playstation 2 guru like his pops.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

I Heart the Karlen Family

Very few times in my life have I been left without the proper words to describe something. The past week that I spent with the Karlen family was, for several days anyway, one of those instances. I couldn't for the life of me find the right words to describe the time spent with them and nothing irks me more than when I spin my wheels looking for the perfect adjective.

I went through the words PHENOMENAL, AWESOME, GROOVY, RADICAL, COWABUNGA, MAGNIFICENT, etc. etc. etc. My wheels spun and spun until I quit spinning the creative wheel, essentially giving up on how I would tell everyone about the Karlen family and how they treated us like part of their family.

Why was this important to me? Before March 16 I was pretty certain that I would never meet anyone else that would tremendously impact my life. Matter of fact, the thought of meeting someone life changing hadn't even occurred to me....I had met my wife and had a phenomenal support group...why would I be looking to meet new and awe-inspiring folks? There was no reason. Life was good.

But then it happened. Scott and Amy Karlen, and their daughters Rachel and Jessie, opened their South Florida home to a group of quirky Kansans for nearly a week, changing my life for the better. They provided a perfect setting for us to enjoy our vacation. Their home was located in a perfect area of the world. They were a perfect blend of awesome to mesh with our quirkyness.....

They carted us around, fed us, pampered us and just flat out saved one of us from impending death (I got stung by a jellyfish, which was a close call). Had we paid for these services, they still wouldn't have been near this well. In a nutshell, life in Florida was perfect.

So why couldn't I figure out the best way to describe them? My mom asked what they were like. My grandma always wants to know details. Boss would want to know these things...and so on and so on.

So I kept trying to describe them...and failing. "They are awesome Mom," I told my mother via cellphone. "It's pretty groovy here," I told my grandma. I tried and tried..and yet each time I tried, I failed. It was hard not to cringe when someone would ask, "So what are they like?" There wasn't a good answer to give....it felt wrong saying words that didn't quite do them justice.

So I gave up, knowing that next time someone asked, all I would say was "The trip was great but the family who treated us like kings and queens, and above all else they treated us like family, was undescribable."

And then someone asked me who the Karlen family was. And I said they were utterly undescribable because everything they did for us was absolutely perfect.


Friday, March 6, 2009

Enough Philosophy for the Day

"Just because we've been dealt a certain hand ... it doesn't mean that we can't choose to rise above - to conquer the boundaries of destiny that none of us wanted."

I love quotes. If possible I would read quotes all day long and try and find out how to apply them to everyday life. It's cheesy, I know. But...that's just me. I am extremely fond of the above quote for several reasons..one of which is that it's from one of my favorite books, and other because I have held the same belief my entire life.

Without sounding like too much of a jerk, I am easily annoyed at people who use their past as excuses for why their present life sucks and why their future lives are destined for failure. The only failures in life are those who don't believe any better.

That's all. Have a great weekend.

Monday, March 2, 2009

Myles - The Happiest Guy in the World!

I recently was blessed with the opportunity to photograph 8-month old Myles in the studio. He is a bundle of joy to say the least and I can't say I've ever seen a baby smile as much as this little guy does. He's quite possibly the happiest little boy in the world.