Posts Tagged ‘newborns’

neverland of sleep.

June 18th, 2013

It is rare to be greeted by a client whom hardly senses you near; one so enveloped by an idyllic slumber that their lashes hardly twitch as a cuff unbounds their wrist. Even detaching a cap and pilfering a binky proved no more meddling for her than the four crafty teenagers who ride around in […]

 

It is rare to be greeted by a client whom hardly senses you near; one so enveloped by an idyllic slumber that their lashes hardly twitch as a cuff unbounds their wrist. Even detaching a cap and pilfering a binky proved no more meddling for her than the four crafty teenagers who ride around in the Mystery Machine. Try as I must to stimulate, tranquil and laid-back Madison Quinn was the type of client which newborn photographers dream of, one who scarcely stirred without so much as a murmur.

Like us, infants shift through the same cycles of sleep yet unlike us they expend a whopping 50% of their slumber in REM sleep; with premature babies that progressively increases to about 80%. Yet observing the peaceful uncontrolled twitches of muscles in limbs discovering stretches or witnessing lonesome suckling lips which have long since seized to feed, always leave you in wonder. For surely that newly developing, pint-sized mind is in a realm where adventures are not far between and created only in the cognizance of one so innocent and captivating.

For surely you must believe, as confidently as I, that there’s a soothing place which triggered Madison’s chest to rise and fall with each substantial gulp. That it too heightened her state of alertness so that she sporadically released a hefty sigh; this hypnotizing place was nothing less than the neverland of sleep. Now lolling here at a tender five days old, this sweetheart became seasoned in an impeccable taste of folk artists which only drew her in, deeper.

I’d imagined this feline reverie began much like the exercise of counting sheep. The rhythmic capering of silly kittens in every shade of the rainbow could certainly be fancied as the motivation behind her omniscient smile. Here they would tumble into a wooly field of blue as wee Madison outstretched her tiny creased fingers to entice a terrific snuggle-fest while she yielded into their velvety furs.

Still could it be that her heart was further charmed when galloping bareback on a handsome steed? Adventure is unhindered when the weightiest obstacle in her trail was merely the billowing wind over her newborn pixie cut. Because somewhere in every little girl’s genetic makeup there is a predisposition to perceive allure in any and all majestic creatures.

Be it the inquisitive owl cap which ultimately, formally introduced beautiful Madison Quinn to me. Even succumbed to a slight touch of the cold she was ever still an unruffled dream with gentle, skimming blue-grey peepers.

I must digress though, that however reasonably convincing she had been it’s a known fact that babies are dreamless for a handful of their first years in life. Nevertheless, my idealistic convictions propel me in appreciating the illustrious interpretations behind every photograph. Especially those eluding into the blissful and magical slumberland.

I absolutely loved getting to capture you Miss Madison and hope that we get more opportunities to watch you grow and blossom. Thank you Mom for being so receptive and entrusting me with your little angel!!

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Sweet Lullabies.

November 8th, 2011

She was so new; so tiny, with perfect fingers and perfect toes. Her desires were simply to be nurtured and loved. Sleepily she would say hi, but only for a moment, and then it was back to dream world once more. This is baby Dallas, and it is with great pleasure that we introduce you […]

 

She was so new; so tiny, with perfect fingers and perfect toes. Her desires were simply to be nurtured and loved. Sleepily she would say hi, but only for a moment, and then it was back to dream world once more. This is baby Dallas, and it is with great pleasure that we introduce you to her.

To photograph newborns takes much patience. Each move you make is fought, and your only prayer as the photographer is that you do not wake them from their slumber. Dallas put up a most notable cause, but as you can see from her extraordinary pictures, in the end we won. :)

A little ballerina. She dances her way into the hearts of all who know her.

A little blue and white headband to match her namesake’s football team. It is a nod to her father who picked out her name. She was constantly bathed in beautiful sunlight. The sweet lip will soon be a faded memory and it is moments like these that we strive so hard to capture.

Happy Birthday Dallas! We hope that you will grow strong and wise and only see happy days. Love, Ashley & Jacqueline

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Caption Me Monday.

March 14th, 2011

The Rules. 1. Submit a comment that would “caption” the picture, i.e. A title, or “quote.” Be creative! 2. Anyone may comment, and may submit multiple comments to the picture. 3. If a comment is inappropriate or offensive it will be deleted by SolisLux. 4. The competition only applies to the Caption Me Monday posts. […]

 

The Rules.
1. Submit a comment that would “caption” the picture, i.e. A title, or “quote.” Be creative!
2. Anyone may comment, and may submit multiple comments to the picture.
3. If a comment is inappropriate or offensive it will be deleted by SolisLux.
4. The competition only applies to the Caption Me Monday posts.
5. Have FUN!

Newborn Anna Kate: tiny, beautiful and wide awake.

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Meet Wriggly, Wriggly Anna Kate.

December 19th, 2010

There is a special window of fourteen days which allows for delectable newborn photography, anything just outside of that framework is like a free pass for baby to be squirmy, squeaky and mobile. Anticipating the arrival of this little one allowed us to gather our magical bag of props and doohickeys for a fresh right-out-of-the-box […]

 

There is a special window of fourteen days which allows for delectable newborn photography, anything just outside of that framework is like a free pass for baby to be squirmy, squeaky and mobile. Anticipating the arrival of this little one allowed us to gather our magical bag of props and doohickeys for a fresh right-out-of-the-box pink bundle, Anna Kate.



The initial adjustments that come packaged with each newborn of your very own are so full of surprises; consequently, new parents find that they require fine-tuning of their daily routines. Anna Kate had been captured in all of her teeny glory on day thirteen, just shy of our ideal window; so this little babe was anything but sleepy.



As a matter of fact, she was so in tune with our arrival that she hardly found herself able to have some shut eye. Not even the portable heater enticed her droopy lids; thus is the story of our tiny diva who knew exactly what she wanted and would not perform to our demands. :-D Try as hard as we could the cameras were much too exciting, even belly shots had her legs reeling so fast we thought she’d have taken off crawling if we adjusted the pillows just so.




Alas, as if she were well aware of the holiday poem, “Twas the Night before Christmas” Anna Kate nestled snug in her makeshift bed before her first evergreen red and white tree. With nothing more but a soft touch of light from the wide living room window we were able to capture her only peaceful slumber [i.e. nap]. These marked some of the sweetest photos of the day, as she lay gently resting atop her arms with pouty lips and delicate girly bows.


While newborns are amazingly precious bundles, photographing them requires much work. So many elements need to be taken into consideration to allow for these little ones to feel comfortable and undisturbed. We thoroughly enjoyed the pleasure of photographing beautiful Anna Kate, whose dark sapphire irises, wispy flaxen hair and long athletic legs had us swooning, wriggles and all.

Congratulations on your new, bouncing baby girl!

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Twenty-Four hours old.

September 21st, 2010

[ No language can express the power and beauty and heroism of a mother’s love ] Edwin H. Chapin They are enchanting to the senses: sight, touch, smell, sound and taste. From the instant they are created, stitched together precisely in the depths of a mother’s belly to the flash of their first gasps for […]

 


[ No language can express the power and beauty and heroism of a mother’s love
]
Edwin H. Chapin

They are enchanting to the senses: sight, touch, smell, sound and taste. From the instant they are created, stitched together precisely in the depths of a mother’s belly to the flash of their first gasps for air newborns are precious miracles of life.


It’s in the way they stretch all ten fingers and toes with reflexes that immediately succumb to retraction when startled. The way they blurrily focus on the marvel of sight drinking in emotional, physical and mental stimuli snugly swaddled close to family and friends.


And if you hold them just under her nose you immediately take in the soothing scent of fresh life; it’s rejuvenating. To touch, skin is smooth with a velveteen bunny type texture; faces no bigger than the size of your index finger as you tenderly caress and console. Babies are delicate and captivating, clutching you spellbound by their peacefulness and purity.


Three weeks ago I was honored to have been present for the celebration of Anthony James’s birthday. Entranced by the energy and euphoria that come with a newborn, I was able to capture the initial twenty-four hours of life. My “camera eye” gazed down upon the gurgles, wrinkles, twitching facial expressions and even the tinge of blue in his eyes; I was moved by the innocence of life.