Lily VonTrapp and Miss Angel Inez inside a creepy silo. Because I’m just that much of a jerk to ask them to…. 😀
I decided to try a few film shots and here are the results.
Fallen Angel
Tea Party in the Ruins
Sometimes, I get a picture in my head. This tea party at the abandoned farm was one of them. I was fortunate to have these ladies make the trip to create these images with me. IG credits from left to right: @meanwhileinthecostumeshop, @lilyvontrapp, @sisterite (who MADE that gorgeous headpiece), @miss_angel_inez, and @jayniejezebel. I just gave the instructions for decadent outfits, and they pulled through beautifully!
We are the weirdos, Mister….
Rubberlesque
Angel came to me with this cool outfit by Rubberlesque, so we decided to shoot it at St. Edwards State Park, one of my favorite spots. This outfit is handmade out of recycled bicycle inner tubes!
Tomorrow, I revisit the abandoned stables with some lovelies to shoot a tea party. Stay tuned!
Sleeping Beauties
I’ve been trying to squeeze in as much outdoor shooting as I can, before Seattle winter takes over and everything is one giant puddle. Here we have Miss Angel Inez, and a newbie for me, Trixie Lamarr. I wanted a dreamy and fairytale look for nap time in the forest!
Enchantress
So, I saw Carmen Caliente here perform in this gown, and this image popped into my head. We’ve been trying to figure out ways to get her out of her pin up box, and she was a trooper, braving nature and cold creeks. We did get a lot of questioning looks about why there was a candelabra in the water…
Revisiting Vulnerability…again
It’s been a strange time lately. A lot has been changing and I’m not sure I’ve given my brain the space it needs to catch up. I took these softer self portraits today in an attempt to distract myself from All The Feelings. Didn’t work and that’s probably a good thing. Many perceive me as a bit of a hard ass, but this is definitely part of me too.
Aerial Poetry
The lovely and talented Holly Bordeaux! We did this for her instructional book on lyra (the hoop) dance. Of course, I had to try it…and it’s fun! We’ll just ignore my dismount…
Reflecting
I often feel the emotions of people around me, or the emotions of people I love from a distance. I used to fall into the role of diplomat/mediator because people having a conflict would agitate me so much, feeling both sides at once. Getting yelled at? Like taking a few daggers. I’ve tended to fall into depressions because shutting down became a requirement. I know I’ve given myself rough edges and even been kinda scary to some just to keep them at arms length. On the plus side, this has made me a good listener. I’ve learned to separate myself and take time to figure out what’s mine and what is coming from someone else. Now, I can sit with people while they process their pain and help them to the other side.
Bent
Mari and her snake, Lazarus.
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