This past weekend I had my final photo shoots of 2020.   

On Saturday I photographed two little cuties baking Christmas cookies with their grandma and on Sunday…well, on Sunday I photographed this girl. I photographed her in a cemetery in the snow and freezing rain. She wore a tutu and a collared feather shawl. And in her hands she held two black balloons.


A four and a zero.

She messaged me a while back explaining her vision and on Sunday we made it come to life. (An odd thing to say when one is in a cemetery, I realize.) As she explained to me, “She was laying her 30s peacefully to rest.” I won’t go into detail of her personal life, but I can tell you the last few years haven’t been exactly kind to her and to watch her bounce around in the snow in this wild outfit yesterday was some serious inspiration. Girlfriend lost 40 pounds and wanted to celebrate her hard work in a year that tried to tear her down. RESPECT.

I’m not going to lie…this was definitely one of the weirdest photo shoots I’ve ever done. And this girl, she is weird. But so am I. And so are you. And I kind of really LOVE her for owning it.

This morning I found out one of my dearest friend’s sister-in-law recently passed away. In her sleep. Unexpectedly. She was 40. I don’t think I have to tell you because you already know…this year has been a real pile of shit. But this. This was fun.

Life is effing short guys, hope you all embrace the weird and celebrate stuff as much as you can as often as you can in 2021. Thank you for reminding me of that, Vita.

 (Potentially the most fitting name ever given.)

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