I think that having these ABCs of f***ed up travel language is important because in most Western nations people would say the rights of the individual, the right to self-determination and the right to sovereignty are vital to a thriving existence, however POC around the world have their human rights violated with impunity, are not allowed self-determination, are not allowed sovereignty. They’re not allowed to narrate their own experiences.
Source: How Not to do Travel Writing; A Glossary (pt.1) #Dispatch: India Harris
I’ve known Amelia since college, and so it was such a sweet deal when she proposed working together for her and Sean’s wedding day.
The two are smitten with one another, and it’s so obvious. Originally from West Virginia, they now live in Nashville. Sean and Amelia are smart, musically inclined and news hounds (Both once worked at a Charleston news station together). Check out their hashtag below. Super clever.
This wedding was intimate–I could tell each guest really knows and loves them–and thrifty without being overstated. Sean and Amelia were married at theater-turned-church Redemption Church in Huntington. Their reception was held at a friend’s beautiful backyard, not far from Ritter Park where we did their bridal party photos. Sean’s mother was in charge of flowers, many of which were picked from her own yard.
Photos from their October wedding, chilly but filled with warmth:
Casey and Adam are such a sweet couple. The two of them met in the cafeteria of a local hospital, where they both work. It was obvious during our sunset shoot at the University of Charleston that Casey and Adam have a really magnetic connection.
Here are a few images:
Below are images of Julie and Alex’s intimate outdoor wedding. The two were married at North Bend State Park in Harrisville, W.Va.
Julie and I met through a mutual, wonderful friend (Caitlin is pictured in this post as a bridesmaid. Her engagement photos are forthcoming!) years ago. I was so excited when Julie talked to me about photographing the wedding.
Her down-to-earth personality was a clue that we’d work well together.
Julie and Alex were married on a chilly April Saturday, but the rain held off long enough for all our portraits. The two had a large fire pit lit for guests to keep warm behind their table during the reception.
Here are some images:
This is a thing to keep me blogging/photographing/writing regularly in 2015. It’s inspired by and modeled after Ann Friedman’s weekly newsletter. Bless her.
I didn’t make any resolutions this year. I’ve got enough goals, most of which are partially obtained. They hang on my bathroom wall. I look at them when I brush my teeth, go to pee or inspect my face/do my makeup really close to the mirror.
I felt fat. I had the Devil’s period. I panicked. I bought pants that are too big. I bookmarked a half-dozen lean-vegetarian-protein-packed-no-bread-sorrow-free recipes. I made this, this and this. I binge ate chocolate. I cried to My Boyfriend about all of it. I regret nothing.
Family in need finds home for holidays
The Paynes and their 6 kids finally got a place of their own. We wrote about them earlier in the year here.
Homeowners: Top-O-Rock damages devastating
What the heck went on up at that pretty glass house?
Charleston homeless’ Tent City numbers dwindle
These are the folks I’m thinking of during these super chilly nights.
West Side cop-resident program gets first buyers
A project that seems timely to write about.
I photographed some booze for the New Year.
These were taken with a Holga during a trip to and from Philadelphia. They are blurry and hilarious. I love them.
Charlie Hebdo. Lynsey Adarrio is my photo hero. Cartier-Bresson has a comeback. Kirby Delauter, Kirby Delauter, Kirby Delauter. Badu saves souls. Bagels save souls. Many versions of my favorite song.
Hi and oh-my-gosh.
I was so fortunate to photograph Melinda and Brian last month for their engagement.
The two got engaged in July. Brian proposed to Melinda at a great little spot on Charleston’s East End called Bluegrass Kitchen.
(do the brunch. for real.)
What was so wonderful about the proposal was that they were seated at the same table as their first date. Totally a coincidence, Brian insists. Smooth, Universe. Very smooth.
To celebrate, we started in the East End’s Living Aids Memorial Garden–a little peace and green along a busy street–then walked down to the restaurant where it all began. We ended at the Kanawha Players theater, where Brian was spending a lot of time rehearsing for Evil Dead: The Musical.
Here are some images: