Cameron - {Utah Children's Photography}
All year long I take pictures of many different children. Some are younger, some are older, and they are all a lot of fun. Sometimes I admit I will have a child who can be a little bit harder to photograph. They are shy and don't like the camera, or maybe they are very rambunctious and never sit still. Some just look at me blankly. In the end, patience and perseverance wins out, and I get lots of smiles and beautiful images.
But of all the children I have photographed, the very hardest I have ever photographed just happens to live under my own roof. Yup, I am talking about my son, Cameron. Why, oh why, is is so hard to photograph your own children? I know I am not alone. I have heard some of the top children's photographers in the world recite tales of woe when it comes to photographing their own children. I really dislike when a mom gets frustrated and impatient with a child who will not smile for their pictures. It only puts the kids on edge and makes the session harder for everyone. But as soon as I try taking photos of my own child, I turn in to EXACTLY that kind of mom! Ugh! Still, anyone who knows me, knows I will not rest until I am fully satisfied with the photos. I never settle for second rate.
Every summer the Black-eyed Susans bloom all over the state. They most often grow along the highways, which is really not an ideal spot for portraits, especially for a child. But there just happens to be a large empty lot right near my house that is just full of the bright yellow flowers. Perfect! Cameron kept wanting to run off into the flowers, but I was a little afraid of him getting lost in them. He made a lot of funny faces the whole time or refused to look at the camera. He really made me work for those smiles.
Ah, but when they came, my heart sang! He has the sweetest smile, and the most contagious laugh. While editing all the photos, I would just stop and stare at certain images. I am reminded of the time that has past, but I look forward to the young man he is becoming, and look to the future with joy. How I love this little boy! Well, not quite so little anymore, but he will always be my "Baby Boy", and I love every minute we are together.
Here are a few of my most favorites from his session:
But of all the children I have photographed, the very hardest I have ever photographed just happens to live under my own roof. Yup, I am talking about my son, Cameron. Why, oh why, is is so hard to photograph your own children? I know I am not alone. I have heard some of the top children's photographers in the world recite tales of woe when it comes to photographing their own children. I really dislike when a mom gets frustrated and impatient with a child who will not smile for their pictures. It only puts the kids on edge and makes the session harder for everyone. But as soon as I try taking photos of my own child, I turn in to EXACTLY that kind of mom! Ugh! Still, anyone who knows me, knows I will not rest until I am fully satisfied with the photos. I never settle for second rate.
Every summer the Black-eyed Susans bloom all over the state. They most often grow along the highways, which is really not an ideal spot for portraits, especially for a child. But there just happens to be a large empty lot right near my house that is just full of the bright yellow flowers. Perfect! Cameron kept wanting to run off into the flowers, but I was a little afraid of him getting lost in them. He made a lot of funny faces the whole time or refused to look at the camera. He really made me work for those smiles.
Ah, but when they came, my heart sang! He has the sweetest smile, and the most contagious laugh. While editing all the photos, I would just stop and stare at certain images. I am reminded of the time that has past, but I look forward to the young man he is becoming, and look to the future with joy. How I love this little boy! Well, not quite so little anymore, but he will always be my "Baby Boy", and I love every minute we are together.
Here are a few of my most favorites from his session:
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