This job has provided me with so many opportunities to meet amazing and incredible people – and sometimes, the stars align and I get to work with them. One such individual – whom fortune brought into my life this past summer – is Brynn Andre. She is incredibly talented – both as a makeup artist as well as a singer-songwriter – and when she asked if I’d be up for a little editorial shoot for her winter EP “Let It Snow” I couldn’t say no. Winter had not yet fallen in Minnesconsin at the time of our session – so we made winter come to us, and had an absolute blast in the process. Go pick up Brynn’s EP by clicking here, and check out her awesome review on the City Pages Blog!...
Archives for November 2012
beauty collective | fall 2012
The women in these photographs are exquisite. Remarkable. Brave. Strong. These women are you. Me. The woman behind the register at Target. Your best friend’s cousin. Your sister. A stranger you pass in the library. But most importantly, just like the rest of us, they are beautiful women struggling to overlook their imperfections and insecurities. And they are the faces behind the most recent installment of the Beauty Collective. To learn more about the Beauty Collective – and the meaning and message behind it- Please read this post. If you’re a photographer interested in shooting your own Collective, please contact me! To the women in this Collective: Brooke, Nadia, Kari, Tina, Lara, Terra, Annika, and Rachael – Thank you. For being a part of this project of mine . This Collective is so dear to my heart and I’m honored that you wanted to participate in it. You are all...
one frame | brynn andre
the greatest man I never knew
The thing no one really explains to you when you’re young is that things only exist the way you perceive them. Grown ups spend so much time trying to convince children that things aren’re real, but when you’re a child, real is one of the most basic truths: If you think something exists or is true, it is. This includes the obvious and ubiquitous list of things like monsters, ghosts, unicorns and Santa Claus (and okay, maybe even a tall tale about a legendary northern in your hometown lake). The thing with childhood though, is that it ends. For all of us. Even for those of us that fight it kicking and screaming, there comes a time when we are forced headlong into LIFE. If we’re lucky, the transition is an easy one, and we let go of our adolescent ideologies easily. They fade into the background as we get older and we trade Santa Claus and the tooth fairy for MVP’s, rockstars, or God. Adolescence...