Here are a couple of favorites of Mallory, a senior at East Richland Highschool. Mallory did a great job, and I really enjoyed photographing her.
Looking through all her pictures reminds me of a recurrent thought. Namely, I take a lot of pictures. A LOT. People often ask me how many I take, and my answer should be, “As many as it takes.” I have shot as many pictures during a senior session as at a wedding, looking for something, some expression, some settling of the person, something I think might rise to the surface if I’m just patient enough to wait for it. I honestly never know how many pictures I’m going to take. And one of the most common things I see in amateur photographers is that they don’t take enough photographs, don’t commit to it fully, don’t hang in there until they got the image they were after. The first impression picture is often not the best one, and I live in fear and dread of the “what it looked like” picture which begs the question, “So what?”
I take the occasional what it looked like picture, we all do, and I don’t think any of us will burn in hell for it, but I think there are bigger fish to fry, namely, “What was it like?” “What was she like?” “What was he like?” Obviously, any photograph is going to be conjecture, but that’s what we’re after, isn’t it? Otherwise we’d all get all our portraits taken at Wal-Mart. A photograph is a thing we’re going to leave behind. The worst of our photographs, more than likely will outlive us, even in this day with our 5,000 casual facebook snapshots.
Which is to say, I take it pretty seriously when someone asks me to take their picture. Lol.

