I’m just going to say it like it is: I am OBSESSED with the images from this boudoir session. And not just because of the dreamy light and my subject’s staggering eyes, but because of the transformation I witnessed in her as she became more comfortable with me — and herself.
RECOLLECTIONS OF SUMMER
It’s a beautiful morning in DC: the sun is pouring in our windows and the city’s trees are swollen with lush, pink blooms, leaving a faint fragrance to perfume the air. As my son sleeps soundly in the next room, it strikes me as an ideal time to look back on a lovely evening session I did last summer at the National Gallery of Art that seems especially “DC” to me.