02/09/2024
An Amazing cultural art movement
Artisan Boutique Photography. I take pictures if women and the people who love them. I print them on paper, canvas and metal. My commissions start at $500.
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Sebastopol, CA
95472
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Bohemian Beauti Artisan Boutique Photography I am a personal photographer. I make artistic images of women and the people who love them. I will often craft the photo sets by hand or design a vision with you. I use my camera like a paintbrush and my camera paints with light. Like a good recipe, often the imagery builds layers into the final images in post production. I work inside or outside depending on the intention of the shoot. I present the final images in person to you during the reveal.
My specialty is making beautiful prints for your home. These can be in folios, books on canvas, metal,and paper. ‘Gallery walls’ are cool and you can build them up over the years with a small grid plan with paper. If you like this idea, I will help you install one in your home. We will decide the best place often a hall or free wall. Why have small prints? Go ‘oversized’ with some creative flourishes to highlight how much your family means to you. Archival prints will last a beyond a lifetime and become family treasure. Small intimate canvas clusters will brighten any nursery and the baby will look at them as a child and exclaim: Me! Mommy is that where I came from?
It is my job to think about the big picture and capturing a story about your life, and I take it seriously, as most families do not have time to think about it. A personal story:
I still think about that handmade book my brother has with photos of my great grandmother’s family. There is one photo of my great, great aunt myrtles hands. My great Grandmother Christine said to me one time while she was still here, “Your hands look just like my sister, Myrtle” and then she pulled out the book, and opened it to the page of Myrtle and pointed at the picture in the book and sure enough, they do. Crazy, because Myrtle died an untimely death to polio or some other dread disease that I did not have to worry about. Myrtle was her favorite and my hands comforted my great grandmother. This is family.