Every time I photograph this family I get the grumps. Truth be told, with this family, many times I’ve been almost reduced to tears. This latest shoot was no different. Barely ten minutes in and the boy was screaming from a splinter embedded in his forefinger; his very patient Dad had to take him indoors pronto. The day prior, the girls tripped and wore grazes on their knees. The youngest girl hated sand in her sandals hence had to be carried and lifted off everywhere sandy. It was a lovely day but factor in wind that was a little fierce, and that was enough to set the girls in a mood. You can tell stress was rising from the Mum’s voice which was getting firmer and curter by the minute. Portrait shots were taken only during little breaks from football and games – a few seconds here and a few minutes there. It was a race against the sun rising right overhead swallowing up any suitable shaded areas. Oh and have I mentioned headswaps yet? I could go on and on. Thankfully, after all that hard work, I got the shots I wanted. So now I present to you the windswept S family…checkout the splinter-graze evidence at the end.
A huge thank you to my patient and loving husband, putting up with my photoshoot demands, and of course to my babies – splinter, grazes and all – you mean the world to me. Click here and here for links on how I photograph my own children.