We finally had some lovely weather, so while his sister was napping, my son and I played outside. This swing hangs from our Magnolia tree, which is about to burst forth with beautiful blossoms. (I like alliteration.)
My son is silly. So, so, SO silly.
I recently watched a documentary about skateboarding, Dogtown and Z-Boys. I highly recommend it. The photography of the boys skating was unbelievable, and I tried to emulate the sense of movement and pure joy in this shot. But, as you can see, I failed.
We have a small, but steep hill in the backyard, and my son decided to take flying leaps from the top and tumble down to the bottom. He's not daring at all, so his behavior was a bit of a shock to me and I just had to document it. He, by the way, loves this picture.
Again, the daredevil flying past the camera. He was nervous about this because he had to jump really close to me to stay in frame, but it turned out well. I can't tell he was nervous, can you?
By the way, I guess I have to come up with a more obvious banner for my blog, 'cause one of my good friends asked me to photograph her wedding. I'm excited for her, but nervous for me. There's a lot of pressure that comes with documenting a one time only (hopefully!) event in a way that is quirky, yet pleasing. I'm thinking of shooting it in black and white. I don't really know why I'm writing about this except to say that come August there'll be lots of new photos to post! Yay.
Adios.
