I had two beautiful sisters in my studio last month. To stretch myself creatively, I decided to try for three unique shots of each girl, each wearing the same outfit – a lacy vintage dress.
During a portrait sitting I like to start with a classic three quarter pose. I can see how the person moves, figure out their better side, and observe how at ease they are in front of the camera.
What I really love, though, are the close-ups. The human face never ceases to fascinate me! Here I’ve added variety by placing hands in the frame, shooting into the backlight, and blowing a fan to get movement in the hair.
In just a few weeks, we move to our new home! After having looked at over three dozen houses in four counties, we found a mid-century modern with gorgeous natural light, and a large room with hardwood floors that will be my studio. HUGE smile on my face!
I absolutely can’t wait to set up my equipment and get back to work. We’ve been squeezed into a small rental for the past four months, so my shoots have been held outdoors. Not without challenges, since it has been a cold and snowy winter.
Summit is a photogenic town, with historic brick buildings and a lot of red doors. Here are a few shots from a recent assignment – real wedding gowns for real women. One of these will soon be published in the wedding magazine, The Knot. Can’t wait to see it in print!
They were part of the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade this year! Being an icon of popular culture got you a spot on one of the floats, and from what I saw it was a great way to spend the morning, waving at masses of people like me. Jimmy Fallon jammed with characters from Sesame Street, Kelly Pickler blew kisses (in a gorgeous coat) while Miss America waved a perfect pageant wave. Late in the parade I wiggled my way to the front row and got Santa to wave at me for a picture, how cool is that!
Nothing like a good parade to lift ones spirits. Since we weren’t with family or friends this year for Thanksgiving, we made the early morning trek to the parade, and it didn’t disappoint.
I don’t have many memories of watching the parade as a child, perhaps because on the West Coast we were still sleeping as the parade got started. Or perhaps we weren’t a parade watching family, or maybe the memories just slipped away. But now I had a huge appreciation for this playful all-American event. Here are some images from the day…crazy big balloons, clowns, stilt walkers, elaborate costumes, and loads of marching bands. My next parade, Carnaval in Rio de Janeiro! (a girl can dream, can’t she?)
‘There are two kinds of people..One kind, you can tell just by looking at them at what point they congealed into their final selves. It might be a very nice self, but you know you can expect no more surprises from it. Whereas, the other kind keeps moving, changing. With these people, you can never say, “X stops here,” or “Now I know all there is to know about Y.” That doesn’t mean they’re unstable. Ah, no, far from it. They are fluid. They keep moving forward and making new trysts with life, and the motion of it keeps them young. In my opinion, they are the only people who are still alive.’
Earlier this year I cut this out of the parade section of the paper and taped it into my calendar. It resonated with me, and left me feeling uncomfortable at the same time. I think of myself as being fluid, but also content with just settling in. Was one necessarily better than the other?
Today, exactly 48 minutes ago as I type this, the sale of our house in Prairie Village closed, and it now belongs to new owners. It is a bittersweet moment, as we loved our house, filled with light, space and soaring ceilings, it felt like I was on vacation in my own home. How great is that?
Vacation smack dab in the middle of the country, however. So, after six years in the midwest, the Hogarth family continues its journey and will lay down some roots in the east coast. Brian’s new job brings him to museums all around New York, and Anna and I on occasion get to go with him. For this, I am so grateful.
But I am sad to leave our wonderful neighbors and friends back in Kansas, who merit a future blog post of their own. The warmth and generosity of spirit that Midwest folks are known for is no exaggeration. I will miss you dear friends, but will return to KC to see you!
In the meantime, time for moving forward and making new trysts with life. If you live in the NY/NJ tri-state area and want to have coffee together, please look me up. And please spread the work, a dynamic, talented and hard-working new portrait photographer is in town!
Here are some pictures of our (former) house, that I grabbed from the real estate agent’s website. And some portraits I took recently in the creek/waterway behind the house. Boy, I will miss having that outdoor studio right in my backyard. But then again, there’s certainly no shortage of compelling things to look at and use as backdrops here. I can’t wait to get started!
« Older Posts
© Maryanne Teng Hogarth Photography
Recent PostsOne dress, two tweens, and six great shots in under an hour Summit NJ, my new home Winter wishes What do Jimmy Fallon, Miss America, and Santa Claus have in common? change is bittersweet Steal like an Artist Oh, to be a teen again American Youth Ballet A perfect match My 28 days with Sue