Bridgette // Memphis Portrait Photographer

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The Sun

Have you ever seen
anything
in your life
more wonderful

than the way the sun,
every evening,
relaxed and easy,
floats toward the horizon

and into the clouds or the hills,
or the rumpled sea,
and is gone–
and how it slides again

out of the blackness,
every morning,
on the other side of the world,
like a red flower

streaming upward on its heavenly oils,
say, on a morning in early summer,
at its perfect imperial distance–
and have you ever felt for anything

such wild love–
do you think there is anywhere, in any language,
a word billowing enough
for the pleasure

that fills you,
as the sun
reaches out,
as it warms you

as you stand there,
empty-handed–
or have you too
turned from this world–

or have you too
gone crazy
for power,
for things?

Mary Oliver
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Kim of Ramblin’ Rose // Memphis Portrait Photographer

I was pretty stoked to receive a message from Kim saying she needed new portraits of herself.  Kim is a phenomenal photographer (these images were taken in her studio space at Art Factory) so I jumped at the opportunity for … Continue reading

Cherry Reverie (pt1) // Memphis Portrait Photographer

“The poor young man must work for his bread; he eats; when he has eaten, he has nothing left but reverie. He enters God’s theater free; he sees the sky, space, the stars, the flowers, the children, the humanity in which he suffers, the creation in which he shines. He looks at humanity so much that he sees the soul, he looks at creation so much that he sees God. He dreams, he feels that he is great; he dreams some more, and he feels that he is tender. From the egotism of the suffering man, he passes to the compassion of the contemplating man. A wonderful feeling springs up within him, forgetfulness of self, and pity for all. In thinking of the countless enjoyments nature offers, gives, and gives lavishly to open souls and refuses to closed souls, he, a millionaire of intelligence, comes to grieve for the millionaires of money. All hatred leaves his heart as all light enters his mind. And is he unhappy? No. The poverty of a young man is never miserable. ”
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MUA: Emily Holman

Model: Alaina Hartle

Cherry Blossom Sneak // Memphis Portrait Photographer

“The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It’s the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows & the beauty of a woman only grows with passing years.”

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Special thanks to:

MUA: Emily Holman

Model: Alaina Hartle

Watercolor Kids // Memphis Tennessee Child Photography

“If I were a pattern,

I would be the pattern of paint that a bird would make if you dipped a bird’s wings in watercolor

and then set the bird loose inside a paper lantern.

I’m pretty sure that’s it!” 17386524