Oh, Deer - Or, How a Wedding Shoot Became a Wild Adventure

Oh, Deer!, Photo by Shannon Finney

While wedding crashers may not be common, far less common are

wedding crashers galloping top-speed through a wedding reception,

but that's exactly what happened at a recent wedding shoot. Bambi

appeared at the edge of a nature preserve that backs up to the reception site,

and when the poor dear (or deer) noticed the hundred or so guests

dining inside of the tent, he or she sped off, running towards the

two trees where the wedding ceremony had taken place earlier. Looking

on were two of the wedding guests - a mother and her son who were

mere feet away from our galloping gate crasher.

Say "Cheese!"

Photograph by Shannon Finney Photography, October 2012, Burke, Virginia

Photographs of large groups are usually a study in proportion and precision, but that's only in the finished product. I've found that the time between the takes is the most fun. My favorite moment in this photograph has to be the little girl standing arm-raised on the left side of the image - she's a superstar in the making!

A Love Letter in Photos to Jaylee Mead

 

This week, all of Washington, DC and the theatre world beyond the Beltway celebrated the life of Jaylee Mead. Her passing this week brought forth tributes from several generations of actors, actresses, directors, and writers. We have all been touched, in some way, by Mrs. Mead's passion for performance and her generosity. I first met Mrs. Mead, along with her late husband, Gilbert, at a charity event about fifteen years ago. I was working at a radio station and trying to figure out what I wanted to do with my life, and there were the Meads, talking excitedly with the young artists we were there to fete. Over the years, I would see the Meads, and later, just Mrs. Mead, at other arts and charity events, always excitedly talking to the performers and encouraging them to live out their creative dreams. When I made the decision to pursue photography full time, there was Mrs. Mead, talking excitedly to me. I spent one of the best afternoons at Mrs. Mead's home. With the sparkling Potomac River glistening just beyond her balcony, Mrs. Mead shared with me a bit of her story, including old scrapbooks and photos. She taught me that generosity isn't just about writing a big check - no, it's simpler than that. It's about giving your whole heart enthusiastically and unreservedly. She will be missed.

 

 

 

 

Endless Summer - A Love Note

 

 

Now that we've experienced the first fifty-degree morning, there is no better time

than now to look back fondly at the summer that was. I took this photo on the

last day of my vacation. My husband and I awoke at dawn and headed down

to the beach at Spring Lake, New Jersey. The sand was dewy and cold,

and aside from the seagulls and a stray jogger, there was this lone surfer,

waiting for his wave. Sitting atop the water, he was absorbed into a

backdrop of blues and oranges and yellows - a visual last hurrah for summer:)

Travelog: A Quiet Moment on the Gulf of Thailand

Photograph by Shannon Finney, Pran Buri, Thailand, 2008

During these hot August days, when the heat is unrelenting and oppressive,

it's nice to think of days spent on a beach, enjoying cool ocean breezes.

This is one of my favorite photographs. I shot it on location in Pran Buri,

about two and a half hours drive from Bangkok, Thailand. I remember

the quiet - just the water lapping up to the shore and the whisper of

the breeze through the gauze of the curtains separating the room from

the terrace. It was that whisper I wanted to capture, to freeze that

sound, or at least the idea of that sound.

A Quiet Wedding Day Moment by Little Seneca Creek

The Bride and Groom catch their breath creek side at
The Lodge at Little Seneca Creek (Boyds, Maryland)

At the end of a week that saw near-daily thunderstorms, and a national tragedy that

has gripped this country, it was refreshing to witness two people declare their love

and commitment to each other on a field of green surrounded by their families and friends.

On Sunday afternoon, as Holly began her walk down the aisle in the dress she

made herself, an ominous dark cloud approached overhead. The seated guests

all began to plan their exits should the rains come, but, the rains didn't come.

Instead, the sun began to pierce its way through the veil of clouds, and

Holly and Craig said their I do's under skies that were dry. After the ceremony,

we hiked down to the Little Seneca Creek, and in the quiet and the calm,

standing under the canopy of trees, a little patch of sunlight pushed its way through,

like a scene from an Impressionist painting.



The Dog Days of Summer

Perry the dog takes a break from the heat, photographed at
The Lodge at Little Seneca Creek, July 14, 2012

While all of the east coast has been headed to the nearest air-conditioned car/movie theater/family room, I met Perry the dog resting on the cool wood of a bench on a front porch.