Helen had been planning a session for her and Jack for a long time. Apparently, we just needed to wait until it coincidentally coincided with her birthday. Happy birthday Helen!

This week, I have been photographing all types of talented people. For years, I have been in awe of Helen and her paintings, and eventually will have a piece hanging on my wall, I have promised myself. Check out her gallery and prepare to fall in love. But stay away from  "Aspen Woods," because it would look so lovely on my green living room wall.

Not only is Helen a talent, she is also a stunner, and Jack seems to have inherited her charismatic smile and beauty. 
Thank you Helen and Jack and I hope the session was a great start to your birthday weekend away. xoxox

I photographed Thea's big brother when he was younger, and Thea kept asking her mom and dad why there were more photos of him in the house. Good question Thea? Well, it is all taken care of now. We headed out with Thea, Hayden and family to create some casual family images and some just of Ms. Thea. I have many fave's but the simple timelessness of the image below jumped out as my ABSOLUTE fave. Hope you like it Thea.
I had so much fun on this session, sometimes I love how ridiculous my job is. I think I spent most of my time meowing like a cat.

A few weeks ago I had the pleasure of photographing Chris and her family, and last week I headed out with Chris to create some professional images for the graphic design business she will be launching  - Take Flight Designs.

Chris is one of those people I know for here and there - that's how it often is around town. When I first met her I liked her style - modern, a bit retro and full of life. Now that I know her better, I have also fallen for her humour, honesty and uniqueness.

We started off our session with a java at one of my favourite coffee shops, The Wandering Moose , and then  puttering around town, shooting, chatting, shooting, chatting.. 

Chris, you are beautiful and bring such a fresh aesthetic to your work!

You can check out Chris on her blog here - and if you scroll down to the yellow sweater post, you will know what to get me for my birthday.

 Some things are irreplaceable. Such as Togan.

We met on the first day of Grade 5. I moved to a new school, I dressed carefully, my plum corduroy capris (okay, I think they were actually knickers,) and my mauve polo sweater, which I proudly received as a gift from grandmother.

It was the wrong outfit. My preppy try-hard did not jive with the dark denim, try-hard tough look for the school. I still, perfectly remember how scared and mortified I felt. How badly I wanted a friend.

It could have gone really poorly. Thankfully though some people looked passed the major first day at a new school outfit mishap and decided that I could be an acceptable friend. Thank you, Togan

Since then, through the same high school, different groups of friends, different high schools, different countries actually, and very different lives, she is still my "best friend from Grade 5."

We get together, not often enough, and we can pick up right where we left off. I am as comfortable in her house as I was after years of going to her childhood home to make tortillas with butter every day after school (mom, that is what I ate almost every day after school for two years.)

Last week, I hoped a plane to Ashland and spent three child free days with Togan. It was so relaxing and fulfilling that it felt like a week.
Ashland is an idyllic city where every delicious, affordable restaurant seems to have exposed brick walls and retro chandeliers. It is where I have now had the best coffee ever, it is where my friend Togan bought cupcakes and ate the bottom so my wheat free self could savour the sweetest butter-cream icing that has ever crossed my lips. It was my first trip to Ashland and I would go again next week if I could.

 I can't end this post without telling you it took me an unexpected19 flippin' hours get to Ashland, by plane people - not driving.

Luck with travel itineraries is something I don't have. Luck with friends though, I certainly do.

Here is the first post of some Togan photos, she looks to-me the same as she did when we met, without though,  the rugby pants we misguidedly wore almost everyday.