oregon coast family session on film :: a PQP first

When Andrea requested I shoot their entire family session on film this year I may or may not have flinched and attempted to talk her out of it. For like a year. But we did it, and I'm pretty damn happy about the result; while embracing imperfections isn't really my jam, I am all about pushing people out of their comfort zone, so I've done my best to practice what I teach. It helps that I love these people, this location, and the look of film, but you know, I love these photos too... Posy Quarterman Photography, www.photoposy.com

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xo, PQ

dimoffs on film :: yan fam way, pdx

I recently had the honor of teaching alongside the one-and-only Yan Palmer at her Yan Fam Way, Portland workshop; and because she is a magical magnet who attracts other incredible beings, the workshop was hosted by one of my nearest-and-dearest Kati Dimoff, who also modeled for the workshop (in front of 12 photographers) and made it look effortless, because in addition to being smart, talented, and hilarious, Kati is also breathtakingly beautiful (as is the rest of her family, of course). I think that might have been the longest run-on sentence ever, but I haven't blogged in a hundred million years so we're just gonna keep going before I decide to scrap it and never blog again. Ahem, where was I? So not only was I beyond honored and thrilled to be invited as a special guest at Yan's workshop, I was excited to play with shooting film while there. I'm pretty dang pleased with the results... Posy Quarterman Photography, www.photoposy.com

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this one's for my field trippy friends

Cookie Crunch at midnight (Cereal From a Van you changed my life); expanding friendships that only existed online into a real live sisterhood (ahem Becky, Brooke, Ashley, Aunj, I miss you so much it hurts); making new friends (too many to list, though Wyn you are at the top with jazz hands); and bonding with three badass roommates who will always occupy a little corner of my heart stamped Cabin 243. Indie Film Lab got me well on my way to loving medium format film (totally nailed that focus on Yan's left shoulder, am I right?!) and Tim from Kodak kept my camera loaded with Portra 160. I pushed myself out of my photo comfort zone and almost exclusively shot film (with the exception of the last seven frames of this post, taken on the first day before I remembered my film goal). I'm not entirely happy with the results, but I'm re-learning this whole film thing, and I kind of love that I don't love them because that gives me a place to continue pushing myself. And a goal for next year.

The weather. Can we all just take a moment to talk about how much the good weather changed the whole vibe? I mean yeah, last year we were all in the muck together, and I'm sure plenty of you found joy in that (those of us from the PNW not so much). But that sunshine and warmth brought us all outside and you know what you do when you're outside? You talk to your neighbors, you meet new people, you ride a bike to the beach and get sun kissed shoulders, and you walk into the ocean at 7:00 a.m. in your pajamas because you "forgot" your swimsuit (you also don't ruin your vintage Frye boots because you absolutely refused to pack rain boots for a trip to Southern California).

There was also that evening we piled into Becky's van with bottles of wine and plastic cups and headed to the beach while Logan shouted "Mom's Night Out!" out of the window, and Yan fed my soul (and ego) by giving my a stellar teaching review. That night might have been my favorite.

I have some regrets, I didn't photograph enough people outside of my inner circle, I didn't even photograph everyone IN that magic circle. I didn't spend enough time with a few people I really wanted to connect more deeply with (I'm looking at you Angie S., Caroline G., Sydney M.), but overall Field Trip '15 was beyond expectations, and mine were pretty damn high after last year.

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Smooches, PQ

our summer on film, part two

Finally taking a moment to blog the rest of the film I shot this summer. None of it is perfect, in fact I would change at least one thing about just about every one of these frames, and yet if I can quiet the perfectionist control freak in myself a little, I actually like that quality about film. The combination of the challenge for myself to be better and more controlled with my shooting, and the part where it is just a bit out of my control.  I don't even know if those ramblings make sense. Let's move on... While I don't love this collection quite as much as I loved the first film I scans I got back from summer, what I love is how much it encapsulates how we spent our summer. While we did travel and adventure a fair amount (as seen in the other photos), we spent much of our summer at the pool, where Franny went from pulling herself out of the water during her first lesson, face covered in snot, insisting she just couldn't do it, to her mastering the art of swimming and floating; it was one hell of an encouraging time for her.

The rest of our summer was spent doing just what I think one should spend their summer doing: backyard birthday parties, lemonade and "root ber flot" stands, more quick overnight beach trips with friends than we've ever crammed into a summer, a visit to a graveyard, two run-ins with big bubble dudes, lots and lots of friend time, and one really giant spider.

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what our summer memories are made of

bike rides ::  swim lessons  :: blueberries by the pound :: monkey bars (calluses!) :: home made ice cream specialty ice cream grocery store ice cream milkshakes ice cream sandwiches gelato shaved ice :: camping fishing dancing  tree-climbing exploring ::  building cardboard rocket ships bamboo teepees lego castles epic train tracks recycled cameras new friendships ::  afternoons filled with sprinklers and best friends :: playground merry-go-rounds :: new friends :: macklemore journey katy perry daft punk :: sidewalk chalk :: hotel bed jumping :: seattle with pop-pop ::  yard work car washing gardening cleaning fixing with daddy ::  counting new freckles :: saying goodbye to preschool :: stories in the hammock :: bluegrass on a farm :: birthday parties :: dinner on a bamboo covered back patio with beautiful friends :: temporary tattoos neon toenails hair flowers :: instant film digital 35mm and lots of phone pics...   

I’ll be honest, I’m not ready for summer to be over. I’ve got the end-of-summer blues and it’s all I can do to not lie around moping about it. I am clinging to summer, like, well, a scared kindergartner on her first day of school, and BAM there it is. I love summer and I hate to see it go, but it’s really what’s coming that I’m dreading. And it’s coming in three short days. Yes I’m excited for Franny to start kindergarten, yes I know she’ll love it, she’ll thrive, it’s a fun new phase, blah blah blah. You know what else it means? It means we are here. SCHOOL. This is a new chapter in our lives that ends with her going off to college and dammit if typing that didn’t just start the waterworks again. I didn't expect to take it this hard;  it's a good thing, a milestone, it's exactly what we're supposed to be doing, but I'm gonna need a mother-lovin' unicorn to fly me out of that school on Monday morning because I'M NOT READY. But she is, and this isn't about me, so here we go...

xo, PQ

cargo a go go

So there was this one time I met some of my favorite people downtown at Cargo on an evening when the temperature was pushing 100. We ogled all the treasures, danced in the sunlight, bought paper fans, and cooled off in front of their massive wind machine (okay so just a really big fan, but I think it's more fun to call it a massive wind machine, and so I will!). And then we rolled outside and found more goodness on the streets of downtown Portland. Lux took instant pics of me taking pics of her, and rode a bicycle-built-for-1 like it was built for 2. We hopped in the car but didn't get home without making a pit stop for some frozen treats. We played in their yard with the chickens until the sun went down. Oh and I shot some rolls of film, because they asked me to. And it was fun. And I crazy love the results. But luckily I also love the digital results, because I'm not ready to jump back into that film world entirely. I'll share the digitals first...

and the film (tri-x 400 in the F100, for those who care to know)

xo, PQ

 

 

 

mother's day adventuring with the dimoffs

My favorite Tuesday morning coffee date, Kati Dimoff, and I hatched a super plan for a photorific Mother's Day adventure: we'd meet early for coffees and sugary treats, load the kids in our cars and drive for nearly 4 hours to a super windy location in the Yakima Nation, rolling hills covered in tiny prickly grasses that cause invisible tear-inducing splinters, and shoot film of each other's families looking happy and beautiful. Fool proof plan, right? And yet, it worked! We vowed to each other via texts the night before that we would have low expectations, and that we wouldn't loose our patience with our kids -because what ruins Mother's Day faster than feeling like a crappy mom?!  So sure, we spent most of the day driving, but we were powered by sodas and cured meats and the ultimate driving playlist (compiled by none other than the Queen of the Mix Tape herself); we ate taco salads at a cheesy roadside Mexican diner, stopped to consult maps, examined a headless horse skeleton and baby coyote carcass, and even found an abandoned shack covered in caterpillars which required some serious investigation. Our kids and husbands [mostly] cooperated with the photo taking, there was minimal crying, only minor injuries, and Kati and I truly enjoyed ourselves. I'm fairly certain we'll make it an annual event, though maybe next year's location will be just a tad closer.

I wasn't brave enough to just shoot film, so this a mix of digital and film (and one iPhone shot there at the end, because come on, they're just so cute!).  Make sure you click on over to Kati's blog to see her pics too!

franny on film

This horrible thing happened when I was pregnant. Wow that sounds way worse than I mean for it to. This stupid thing happened when I was pregnant:  A few weeks before Franny's arrival I got that nesting bug in a very weird purging form - I'm not a purger, but I just went crazy, shredded old diaries, donated heaps of things to Goodwill, and took all but two of my old film cameras to Blue Moon Camera in St Johns. I know, shut up, you don't have to tell me, it makes me feel sick every time I think about it. I mean, I got rid of my grandfather's Polaroid land cameras. CameraS, because there were two of them, and I straight up DONATED them. I can barely type that sentence without feeling a wave of nausea. I have NO idea what came over me, all I can do is blame hormones and attempt to move on. If I think about it too long I'll just loose my little Franny-loving mind. Ahem, so moving on.... for my birthday this past December, I asked F&M to get me a Nikon F100 and some film. My first two rolls were a bit of a disaster, but these images are from my third, and I love them. Not all 36 exposures, but these few I love. And while I don't foresee myself working film into my client work anytime soon, I'm having fun learning all over again. And damn I'm loving the real grain. If only I hadn't gotten rid of all those darkroom supplies. Sigh...

Happy weekend!

PQ