Amy McMullen - storywork

been remiss in sharing here, what with the s**t show we gotta scroll through on socials, but then remembered that
art! music! community! these are things we must be armed with to beat fascism.
here is a gorgeous warm night last fall, at the showdown saloon, where casey neill had a residency and talented pals joined in and i had flashes of my teeny tiny babies singing, "hurray for the riff raff" so many moons ago. music saves, is all i'm sayin.

also you can always hire me to shoot your shows. sometimes i even take tickets and high fives for payment.

k, love you.

it's HOT here in oregon and it got me thinkin' back on one of my favorite sessions in the last year, in the late fall, in beautiful and very cold montana.
his mama became my most precious bestie when she was the age he is now, and the first photos i made of him he was three weeks old. and now. and how!
this wonderful human is as much a delight inside and in-person, as those dimples would have you think, and i'm proud as peaches of who he is and where he's goin'.
congrats, Wyatt, and so many amazing kids that made it through the wildest of times.

sometimes i have quite mixed feelings about the internet and social (is it, though?) media and want to throw my phone in the river and sometimes i’m reminded that it can connect us and result in real togetherness, which is what i’m in it for. after their mama started following my work a dozen years ago, i finally got to soak up the real life sparkle of these kids i’ve watched grow up on a grid; to hear their laughs and witness their delight in each other, their own confidence and unique, endearing spirits.
maybe sometimes i forget how much i love this work.
thankful for spirited reminders.