Lately I’ve had the joy of photographing a lot of kids, which has been a pretty magical experience. I mean, how often do I get to run around a playground, jump on trampolines, and blow bubbles while in the middle of a shoot? (Ok, I photograph some pretty creative clients, and we do crazy stuff all the time, but you know what I mean.) Kids can be a little nervous at first, but once we make a game out of taking pictures it’s a wild adventure.
Yan and her husband Ken invited us over to photograph their newborn (and third) daughter, Claire. Afterward they invited us to stay for a BBQ- (Ken grills some crazy delicious mushrooms, man, I’m not kidding.) and I took the opportunity to sneak in a few photographs of their other two daughters while we played in the back yard. (Maple kicked my butt in hide-and-seek.)
I think the first thing I noticed about Hannah (aside from her amazing hair, obviously) was how funny she is. (Otherwise I wouldn’t be able to get away with a post title like this.) I mean, if you read her work as a writer and beauty guru with Flare Magazine, xoVain, xoJane, or her blog, you know she’s sassy and quite a bit fun- but I guess when it’s the written word, and especially an article or blog post, you assume the writer’s had time to think of all those puns and maybe he or she is not so on-the-cuff with humor in real life. But that’s not the case for Hannah. I spent more time laughing than shooting. (Okay, maybe an exaggeration- I worked, really. I’m a professional, I swear.)
She celebrated a birthday this week, so I thought I’d share some moments from our time together earlier this summer when I had the pleasure of taking some headshots for her. If you haven’t checked her out already- you should!
You guys know this, but I’ve had my eye on the dutch style bicycles for a while now, and they usually have to be imported, so I was really hoping to go through a local shop or distributor rather than ship them from the company themselves (I can only imagine the disaster that would ensue if I had to put it together myself). I called & emailed shops downtown Toronto but was unsure of which bike was right for me. There were specific things I was looking for that I had my heart on and didn’t want to settle for anything else, you know? I really wanted the Nexus 7 Hub, and the skirt cover, disc brakes, and the ability to hook a vintage wooden milk crate on the back and the wicker basket on the front. Everything I’d found so far had one thing, but not the other. I was ALMOST ready to order the bike that I wanted with a custom teal paint job from Switzerland but I was just waiting until after we moved to commit. But one day when Tom and I were out shopping, I saw a dutch bike perched in the window of a clothing store.
Of course, like the big goof I am, I asked if the bike was for sale. It wasn’t, but she gave me a card for the bike distributor, and that’s how I found Spokes ‘N Slopes in Milton, and I cannot say enough about the darling couple (or their lovely dog Bernie) behind this local shop. When I phoned Matt I was very honest and admitted shopping around and that I was pretty set on what I wanted, but would prefer to go through a local shop. He laughed and said he’d prefer that too, and when I told him about my dream bike he said, “How tall are you? I might have just the bike.” And boy, did he ever. I knew the moment I saw her she was the one. She was exactly like the bike I’ve had pinned to the vision board by the bed for the last year. Like, exactly- and with every spec she just kept getting better. She had the hub I wanted, the brakes, the color, she was half the price of ordering online or in Toronto, everything was perfect. Matt even special ordered her a brass bell and wicker basket.
Basically, thank you Spokes ‘N Slopes for uniting me with my dream bike.
And, because it’s technically Caturday, I present you with a super adorable cat photo I shared on my Facebook last night.
I woke up one morning a few weeks ago to discover overnight had risen a sea of dandelions. Suddenly it was warm enough to bring out the sundresses, sunglasses, floppy hats and a bike if I had one. Maybe this summer will be the summer I treat myself to a dutch bike.
This post was sitting in my draft box for a few weeks, but I pulled it out today and to my surprise part of it isn’t relevant anymore. Usually when that happens I just remove those bits and rewrite new things to share, but this time I couldn’t. This week I found the bike of my dreams, her name is Penelope, and we’ve already started having adventures together. You guys have been with me since the beginning on this one, and I’m so excited that you can share in my excitement. I apologize in advance if this summer’s posts are filled with sundress, floppy hats, and bike porn- well, only sorry if you don’t appreciate that sort of thing.