Shaun, i think you made that picture of Alex - i only remember taking a picture of you shirtless...
p.s. happy new year!!
p.p.s. take notice of the fantastic fotos of Taylor and Emily on the dance floor - i love the color, don't you?
p.p.p.s. the little girls are my adorable nieces - don't worry, their adorableness is obvious.
You got some great shots! Really like the ones with the groom coming up the snowy steps. Keep up the good work!!
I do like the color in the dancing shots! (I have a thing for unanswered questions, so there you go.) Aaaand the one of Sadie on the dance floor is pretty much too good for words.
Awesome photos!! Love all of them esp. the black and white ones!! Thank You!
Beautiful. breath taking pictures. Can't wait to see more
Thank you.
growing up i thought that our family had invented applebutter. no other families talked about applebutter nor did i see it explicitly sold in the stores. and no one knew what i was talking about what i said our family makes applebutter every year. "applebutter? what's that?" applebutter, in fact, is not butter nor is there any butter within the mixture. i can tell you that it has apples and some other stuff (not sure if the family recipe is a secret, but i'm pretty sure). think of applebutter as a yummy/delightful spread like strawberry jelly -- something my grandparents make also from their strawberry patch.the apples come from the apple trees on my grandparents property out in millersbug, indiana, which is just outside of paoli, indiana. come to think of it, i don't think millersburg is a town anymore. if it is, it's too small to be on the census. to continue with my topic sentence, the apples are collected and then sliced and diced and then frozen. come applebutter day, we add them to the huge kettle and cook them with assorted ingredients for about seven hours.
i woke up at around 5:45 with my uncle and step-dad, which was, suprisingly before grandad. the fire started at 6:15, apples added at 7:30. applebutter jarred around 2:30. licked kettle clean with homemade rolls at 2:35.
in the exuberant amount of fotos you'll notice the stars, grandad and nanny, the shed/house that my grandad built to cook the applebutter (the process used take place completely outside way back in the day), jd the dog, nieces, cousins, uncles, nephews, siblings, aunts, kettles, paddles, the farm, and whatever else i could fotograf. in case you're wondering, i did quite a bit of work and not just make fotos.
what tradition(s) does your family have?
well, enjoy the series.
what's with the underwear?
It's now a cleaning rag.
Jonathan,
You have captured the applebutter process beautifully! I cried when I saw the photos! Thank you!
mom
Mom, I love you. You are welcome.
Jonathan! Those are amazing!!!! I can't wait for Nanny and Grandad to see them!
if i could dream in black and white, i would. i thought about what it would be like to see in black and white and then i realized there's a name for that. many of these images are in black and white because color could not tell the story well enough. desaturation alone (plus a few color ones).
little did i know that on this particular day every photographer in indianapolis would decide to show up at this location as well. that's the last time i take any client where i know that there might be even the slightest chance of another photographer being there as well, the last time. my advice to myself: be original.
new pictures which are a part of my 365 days of posting a picture. scenes from san diego. i am debating whether or not to continue posting them on the blog, flickr, or on facebook, only because i want to keep the blog free from clutter (i.e., not full of one picture posts). obviously i'll keep y'all posted (ha, 'posted', get it...i'm a dork).
I LOVE the shots from above with the family standing in a line, and also the ones with kids on a blanket. Very creative!
Thanks, Morgan! See you in a few weeks!

the shed shot is really cool.
Growing up, I was terrified of that shed and their basement - I still am a little.
I see so much of your grandpa in you.
This is a compliment.
I see so much of your grandpa in you. This is a compliment.
This is a big compliment. Thanks, Griff.