Monthly Archives: December 2009

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Jim and Mary Ann

I have known Jim for a very long time. Anyone who knows how old I am will agree it is a “very long time” but we’re not here to talk about me and my age despite the fact I look really good for my age. Jim’s wife passed away after a lengthy illness. Similarly, Maryann’s husband also passed away after a lengthy illness. The couple found each others company enjoyable, began dating and decided their relationship was important enough they would get married.

Two months ago I received a phone call from Jim asking if I was “doing anything on December 26, 2009?” Other than spending time with my family my response was “No.” I asked him what he had in mind and he informed me he was getting married again and wished I would complete the wedding photography. As a wedding photographer I absolutely jumped at the chance. We discussed the couple’s plans. The couple quickly agreed they had no desire to have any photos from the ceremony. The reception would be held at Salvatore’s Italian Gardens located on transit Road in Depew, NY. The only people in attendance with the couple to celebrate their day were their four adult children. The couple also said they wanted “nothing fancy.”

I have only been in Salvatore’s on one occasion and I didn’t venture much past the lobby. WOW! is all I can say. If I could not use some of the millions of decorations as backdrops then I just wasn’t doing the couple or the restaurant justice. We were able to convince the management to open up an area that was locked and scheduled for a wedding party on another night. It was great, we had the entire room to ourselves. Beautifully lit Christmas trees, decorations and the marvelous wrought iron gates.

The only people in attendance other than the couple were their four adult children. Mary Ann’s son Michael and Jim’s children; Douglas, Kathy and Gregory.  The bride and groom asked that I begin with family portraits so each family member would have photos for their family.  Dinner was what it was or at least what I have heard it is at Salvatores. AWESOME! Photos during dinner and then at the Italian Gardens hotel down the street on the Williamsville, NY portion of Transit Road.

Normally I have very little difficulty getting someone in the bridal party to smile. This evening was different and it was the bride and groom who experienced difficulty smiling. Tonight we abandonded my normal approach of candid photography and we used all “staged” portraits. These turned out nice and seemed to be a better fit for the couple and their personality.

Thanks for reading and please scroll down and leave me a comment.

Christopher

Christmas

Despite the fact we have allowed this wonderful holiday to be changed with respect to its meaning, it remains one of my favorite holidays. When my children were younger I looked forward to Christmas morning when they would awake, long before anyone else in anticipation of the arrival during the night of Santa Clause. Nancy and I would be woken from our slumber by two small children jumping on the bed. As I rubbed sleep from my eyes, and my ears not yet working, my decaffeinated body heard something about “presents being left under the tree by Santa Clause.” I miss those days as they brought and extra special meaning to Christmas. Cherish those days.

Helen Keller said, “The only blind person at Christmastime is he who has not Christmas in his heart.” Keep Christmas and the spirit of the holiday in your heart at all times. If more of us accomplished this  small feat, we would not have many of the problems in the world which we have.

Merry Christmas

Despite the fact I did not wish to rise, I knew the smiles on the faces of my children were enough to jump start my morning. Knowing it would not be enough, Nancy instinctively knew the importance of starting a pot of coffee before the kids began ripping into brightly colored wrapping paper.

My mom definitely has some of the best decorations for this wonderful holiday. They all seem to be tied in some way to some type of food product. Candy is a food group isn’t it?

My mother is also a huge fan of snowmen.

A very good wine.


Merry Christmas to everyone. I hope you enjoy this holiday season with friends and family. May your day be filled with laughter, smiles and good tidings.

Christopher

Christmas Eve morning

I hadn’t slept well last night quite possibly this was due to my anticipation as Christmas Eve is upon us.

I am the only person stirring about the house this morning. It remains dark outside and will remain so for the next hour. I jockey cars out of the driveway in anticipation of the start to the day and as I reenter the house Jack greeted me at the door. He did not want to go out and simply stared at me as if to ask, “Where were you and why didn’t you take me with you?”

A familiar smell caught my nose and pulled me into the kitchen. Nancy had been up and she had made a fresh pot of coffee. I poured a cup and watch the dark liquid fill the cup to the brim. the intense aroma tickled my nose as a smile swept over my face.

I grabbed my mug by its handle; the Notre Dame logo facing me. Memories of Notre Dame football games as well as the sights, sounds and smells of the Notre Dame campus on those brisk Fall days came rushing back. As I settled into my recliner to enjoy the coffee and quiet my eyes were drawn to the Christmas tree. The lights on the tree are the only lights on in the house. The only sound that of the wall clock behind me making the familiar “Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock” sound as it counts the seconds.

I relish this time of day. The comforting sound of silence sets a relaxing, comforting tone for the day. My eyes close but I am not tired. I do not wish to sleep. I only wish to have the memories of this morning accompany me throughout the day.

I wish everyone a very Merry Christmas. Be safe and remember this day is about family, love and sharing. Keep God in your heart and enjoy the day.

Christopher

Winter Solitude

The winter months can be difficult for many people, especially those who live in areas where we experience days which lack sunshine, daylight is abbreviated and punctuated by snow and cold temperatures. I like to use the winter months as an opportunity to slow down. This is a reminder I often needs as I can be like the Energizer bunny and go non-stop for days.

Wedding season has come to an end. Thanksgiving and Christmas come quickly on the heels of Halloween. December 21st, the Winter solstice, brings hope to those of use who struggle with the light shortened days. December 21st is the shortest day of the year. Everyday thereafter brings more daylight and the hope Winter will be coming to an end and warmer weather will soon follow.

Winter used to be a huge downer for me. I’d sit in the house and complain about the cold, the darkness and anything else that would cross my path. I rediscovered the outdoors through a return to skiing and snowshoeing. Snowshoeing fit my personality perfectly. I love the outdoors. I love hiking and I love the solitary feeling of being in the woods. I take a backpack and a thermos full of coffee, my hiking poles and my thoughts. I also bring a notebook and my camera. Several times along the path I stop to photograph with both my camera and my mind, the beautiful scenery laid out by God for my enjoyment. I hear snowflakes gently falling and settling on top of their dearly departed relatives.

As I make my way across the open field, breaking a path through knee deep snow, I look up toward the top of the ridge and I see it; “meditation rock. “Meditation rock” is how I refer to this rock which has provided me with countless opportunities to be introspective. The rock juts out from the ridge and appears to be ready to fall at any time. As I make my way out toward the end of the rock, I remove my backpack and ultimately my thermos. I sit and see other winter hikers below me. They do not see me. I am invisible to the world if for only the time I spend on the “rock.” As I sit I remove my notebook and pen from my backpack and try to capture the thoughts racing through my head begging to be written down. No one sees these words but I know they are there. They are my comfort. They complement my photography and combine to tell the full story; a story that words alone cannot capture. At some point I need to resume my hike. I don’t want to and a battle ensues within my thoughts. I know there is more beauty to see along the path but I am happy, content where I am. After a few more minutes I rise and replace my notebook and thermos. My backpack rejoins my back and I return to the path; the path used by others. I begin hiking and search again for that spot where I can find the quiet, the solitude and be comfortable with my thoughts once again. A smile crosses my face as I come to a bend in the path. I am familiar with this section of the path. It leads downward and comes to an abrupt turn where, as my eyes glace further along the path they spot a large stand of pine trees. I know these trees. They provide a similar sense of quiet and solitude as does “meditation rock.” As I leave the path my eyes search for another comfortable spot on which to find a perch. The sequence of removing my pack and its contents is slowly and thoughtfully repeated. I sit. I contemplate. I write. The feelings at times become overwhelming and I find tears leaving my eyes. I have thoughts of my grandmother who left us two years ago. I think of my family and the successes I have experienced. I think of the love I share with my wife and the tears of sadness turn to those motivated by joy and happiness.

The summer months accompanied by their long, sun filled days are an opportunity to get things done and to feel productive. There seems to be a natural slow down during the winter months. Weddings are still being booked but are not being photographed, especially at the pace they are during the summer.

Thanks again everyone for reading. I hope you find my photography and my writing inspirational. Please keep coming back and please leave comments at the end of the post.

Have a great Christmas. Be safe and God Bless.

Chris

Winter in Black and White

Football season is over. Wedding season is pretty much done although I have a wedding scheduled for 12/26/2009 and my first of the year is a Winter wedding on 1/9/2010. In the meantime I return to exploring my surroundings with camera in hand. It’s funny how I can enjoy something so much more when I have my camera with me. I notice that my eye examines things I might not normally see or in a way I see it when looking through the lens.

Winter is here and the bright colors of Fall have faded.  I’m a sucker for Mother Nature’s patterns and Winter contrasts I see during the cold, dark Winter months. What is left is best expressed in black and white.

I sat and looked at these photos again and stared for several minutes at the ones I enjoy the most. As I looked at them I find my memory being drawn back to numerous winter trips to the Adirondack’s. The thought of hiking, skiing and kayaking, enjoying the great outdoors, the wide open spaces and all that the area has to offer.  John Muir said it best, ”As long as I live, I’ll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing. I’ll interpret the rocks, learn the language of flood, storm and the avalanche. I’ll acquaint myself with the glaciers and wild gardens, and get as near the heart of the world as I can.” -John Muir.

I hope everyone enjoys. Thanks for reading. Please leave a comment in the comment section at the end of my blog.

Chris

Winter B & WThe forces of nature get together to produce interesting sculptures. Wind, water and freezing temperatures combine to form some of the nost beautiful sculptures on Earth. They cannot be duplicated and as they are made of organic compounds and continue to be exposed to the same forces which developed them, they will change daily. As they grow and change they remind us of the frailty of life. Soon these sculptures will be gone and remain only in our memory. It is my desire to capture these memories for all to see as I have seen them.Winter B & WI love trees. They have two very distinct personalities; the one we see when in full bloom during the warm, inviting summer months and the one we see during the cold, dark months of winter. The trees have shed their leaves, their personality and stand dormant as once great features of our landscape waiting to bloom once again. We often take these same trees for granted and pass by them without notice. We cut them down arbitrarily when they are in our way and lament their absence when gone and unable to provide us with comforting shade.Winter B & WThree trees stand a silent vigil on the Western shore of the Niagara River.Winter B & WMother Nature’s sculpture as crafted by the wind and water.Winter B & WMore ice sculpture. i can get lost for minutes trying to figure out the exact combination of elements which helped to form such interesting sculptures.Winter B & WI watched the seagulls from my perch at a nearby picnic table. The wind had picked up and began to ruffle the bird’s feathers; their heads tucked into their breasts to avoid the cold, windy assault.Winter B & W

Winter B & WMore ice sculpture.Winter B & WAdditional trees guarding the shoreline of the Niagara River standing silently against the cold breezes blowing across the water.Winter B & WThis is my favorite. As a child I remember listening to Neil Diamond’s “Jonathan Livingston Seagull” over and over. If memory serves me, I needed to replace at least one vinyl LP it was played so frequently. I saw this seagull effortlessly coasting on the wind and I was transported back to the 1970’s and the song “Be” from the Jonathan Livingston Seagull soundtrack. it was very peaceful sitting and watching the birds take flight on such a cold afternoon.Jonathan Livingston Seagull in B & WA picnic table absent of people who, when the weather is warmer would be enjoying a meal, a cup of coffee or just the company of another.Winter B & WIt’s not often I see pigeons by the river. This group took flight as I approached. They are beautiful and graceful in their flight.winter photos-114