Nature Nude
Gearing up to go play in the woods…
Black and White Ballet
Brittany Cavaco in Central Park…
Seattle is slowly blooming, which I’m always happy to see. A splash of color appearing on the mostly gray background is definitely invigorating. I should have some new work coming out in the next couple of weeks…Seattleites, contact me if you’d like to shoot!
Floating
I miss this bathroom…it got beautiful Southern exposure light and that tub was huge. This was the last shoot I did there, hence the melancholy feel to it.
Black and White Nude
One of the big downers of leaving NY is not being able to work with this lady again…stunning face and figure!
One Year
So, it’s my one year anniversary with this blog…I’ve had a lot of fun with it! You’ve met old friends, new friends, gotten naked, danced, gone skating, come along on a road trip, moved from NYC to Seattle, and most importantly, gotten real and vulnerable with me. I truly love what I do and can’t wait to make others (and possibly you?) feel wonderful in front of my camera. Thank you for reading and observing…stay tuned. And remember: you’re fucking fabulous 😉
One week later
Leaping Forward
I’m slowly learning Seattle, taking it one step at a time. In the pauses between rain, the sky opens up into beautiful cloud formations. It takes me some time to get my bearings in a new place, so I’m posting Veronica here as a reminder to keep leaping forward. I’m excited to shoot here…the bright, yet cloudy sky will function as perfect outdoor lighting.
Implied Nude Heather
Road Trip, Part 4 (Final)
Road trip, day 12. Observations: breakfast with my high school best friend at her farm (Loo Loo Farm with yummy duck eggs), complete with puppy kisses…ridiculous levels of cute. Managed to avoid all the sportsball traffic…miracles do happen. San Francisco armory tour and dinner with the awesome Ryan. Too sleepy to even write this. Have some puppies. Armory shots will come a different day…because they just don’t quite go with puppies.
Road trip, day 13. Observations: I need more breakfasts with my husband and Ryan. Concepts like getting your brakes fixed before driving near Yosemite so you don’t fall off the edge are important to realize. Rear tires too. All this vehicle stuff is complicated. Windy roads are…an adventure. Apparently if you turn off all the lights everywhere, you see things called stars. What sorcery is this? If it’s possible to be high on fresh air, consider me flying. You don’t get much of either living in NYC…
Road trip, day 14. Observations: I didn’t want to leave Yosemite ever. You could bottle and sell that air. Except in the restrooms, which were something out of a horror movie. Easily forgotten, though, as you take in the outside beauty. Crows stare haughtily, waiting for you to be stupid enough to drop your lunch. So glad we had our brakes fixed or I might not be typing this. Leaving Yosemite is a challenge itself…narrow, winding roads, where boulders rest comfortably, blocking the view of oncoming cars. The trucks, of course, had to make their appearance as well. Props to the husband for getting us down alive. Less glamours stops included the Belching Choir Gas Station. Sailed past the motels that looked like you might get murdered and settled in for the evening…I wanna go back to Yosemite!
Road trip, day 15. Observations: calling my favorite chef and demanding he entertain us turned into a really entertaining recipe brainstorming session. Anyone who knows the husbands food combinations should rightfully be cringing right now. Lack of reception in the mountains cut it off before it got truly bad. More pretty scenery, and long discussions. If it’s possible for Applebees to knock up an Olive Garden, that’s where we had dinner. Tasty and not quite healthy. It’s our last night before we reach our destination. Part of me is relieved, part of me wants to keep going…still plenty to see, I’m sure. It’s been fun. But I think Lilly here has had it…what a trooper.
Road trip, day 16. Observations: final entry…we have arrived in Seattle! Woke up to rain which seemed quite fitting. Arrived at my brothers house, broke in, and immediately took control of the washing machine. Relieved that Lilly and her cousin Shadow get along beautifully. Bonus: Shadow didn’t try to eat Slinky. Big shout out to the pets for handling this move like champs. Happy reunion with the fam. My nephew was sent to retrieve four beers from the downstairs refrigerator. He came back, handed my brother two. When he was instructed to get two more, he gave my brother a smirk, and with a level of slickness usually only found in pro bartenders, whipped the other two out of his pocket. Well played, kiddo…well played. Zusev over and out.
Road Trip, Part 3
Road trip, day 8. Observations: Arizona desert failed to live up to the heat stereotype. Back into winter jackets till we arrived in Cali. Stopped for gas at an old school store, where they eyed my husband suspiciously and asked how he’d found them. Uh…the gas icon on the gps. Our bad? Pausing in SoCal till sat. Who’s house? Moms house! Lilly immediately leapt into her garden planters, trying to dig up the Swiss chard. We’ll work on that. Redirected her to the beach…
Road trip, day 9. Observations: Good to catch up with friends. Spotted: whale spouts and dolphins. Ocean = zen time. Kitchen conversations at moms house = hilarity.
Road trip, day 10. Observations: the chickens at moms house eat as well, or possibly better than the humans. Nutzo is the hot new healthy product in her kitchen…it’s a spread made of 5 different nuts, plus flax and chia seeds…I just like hearing her say Nutzo. One cannot just pick up any seashell off the beach…it needs to be of a certain standard. Buying pelmeni on Amazon is highly discouraged by Russians and Bulgarians. Homemade pizza is epic when the person making it knows what they’re doing. Watching my very petite mother accuse my very large husband of being a chicken will make me smirk repeatedly.
Road trip, day 11. Observations: hard to leave the bubble that is Del Mar…perfect weather, ocean, mom. She has artwork by me all over the house, from age 3 and up. Driving anywhere near L.A. would try the patience of a saint. Made it past, and settled in Paso Robles. No fireworks anywhere to be found. Long overdue dinner with Zina. Lilly is overjoyed to be reunited with Slinky. Slinky is indifferent and lords over us all.
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