Hello dearest readers… Summer’s coming down fast. Days are starting to speed up again. In 3 1/2 weeks I’ll be in freaking Europe. Heck to the yes.
So the most recent chaos that is occuring in the Villa home is Dave’s rebroken wrist. Ok, we don’t actually know if it’s broken yet [he is on route to the hospital as I’m writing this] but we’re pretty sure it is. He broke it playing football. Again. He did the exact same thing last year. Twice. So far Dave’s football casualties have include three broken fingers and two broken bones in the hand. All in his left hand. And that’s not even including this time. Needless to say his piano teacher is pissed. Bonehead.
My photofriend Ira and I went on a shoot last weekend and it was pretty fun stuff. Got to mess around with some new lighting and processing and I think I’m liking how they turned out. Brandon and Breanna [our lovely models] got all tuxed-up in a 1930’s [maybe 1920’s] get up and we headed into Downtown Gilbert for some lens flare fun. Here are my faves from the shoot:
Third favorite from the evening:
So they were dancing here. But it kinda came out looking like a boob grab. Either way I love their expressions. [Second favorite]
Favorite
Mikerophone 