Model: Bekha Corson
Great headshot session with Bekha Corson. This was the first time we had worked together, and I think she did a great job. Props to Sheila Valentic for the killer styling.
Great headshot session with Bekha Corson. This was the first time we had worked together, and I think she did a great job. Props to Sheila Valentic for the killer styling.
The talented drummer David Rolin at the rather ominous Living Enrichment Center.
Amazing shoot with the talented Julie Bolene, during a studio shoot in 2009.
Personally, I think shy kids make great portraits (as long as you’re patient with them).
Great test shoot with the talented model Gabrielle Jones. She has recently moved from the Portland area to warmer climates and I wanted to get SOMETHING done with her before she left. As you can see, she’s awesome. Takes direction well, but also freely contributes to the camera a wide range of looks, expressions, and poses. Keep on eye on this one- She’s on fire! Great thanks to Jayda Klingerman for assistance, styling, and for the four-arm effect! Great work all around…
Doing some goofy but creative stock photography in the studio. Weather aside, the shooting will continue! If you are interested in doing sommercial modeling, get in touch with me. I am always looking for good talent to assist me in building my portfolio. In turn, I can help you build your own portfolio. Call or email today!
While taking a look atop Pelican Butte- which is near Klamath Falls, OR- I took a few photos of the Klingerman family. It was a short expedition, but the vista was pretty compelling nonetheless! Of course, there was no shortage of hamming it up for the camera from young Asher… That little guy was made for the camera, and he’ll jump at any opportunity to prove it! Good times. Oregon is beautiful.
Toma Amendolara and Mishalla Cannon, caught in the right place at the wrong time. Like nostalgia-seeking spirits from another era, they’re drawn time and again to this very bridge, exactly at five am, on July third, year after year.
That was where he’d finally proposed to her. At five am. They’d stayed out all night, dancing and promising their futures together, once he returned in a few months.
At zero six hundred, Toma was shipping out to the Pacific Ocean.
They never actually saw each other again, but they don’t forget their promises, either. You can still see them out on the bridge, every year around five in the morning, every July third. Sometimes she tries to stop him from going off, but usually they just linger and love each other.