Alicia’s Maternity Session

 The proud mother to be wanted her session outside, I suggested one of the more picturesque locations an expectant mother could safely navigate. In our pre-session consultation we decided on the concept and I suggested beautiful Loterie Farm.Sep2014-Yudelki-3048

Just an hour before the session some dark clouds blew in, and the skies opened up and my client started to worry. I wasn’t as it was just a passing cloud and it helped us out on two fronts: it cooled the place down, September in St Martin is super hot and it provided a natural diffuser to that afternoon light.


The fact that it wasn’t too hot allowed us to get all the shots we wanted with minimal discomfort to a mother in her last trimester.


 I can wait to get that little bundle of joy in front of my camera



Keith & Crystal

Keith: “From the instant I saw her I knew I’d make her my wife.”

                                                                                                                 11 years later his dreams came true

Crystal: “I’ve never felt a love so pure before Keith.”

                                                                                                                  On August 23rd she married her soulmate

What do you see?

This past Sunday on a hike, per usual, I was taking way to many pictures and probably holding the group up. I saw some mushrooms growing out of some cow droppings. So naturally I stopped to take some pictures. A fellow hiker comes up to me and says ”You know your taking pictures of a turd, right?”

This made me laugh, where I saw the mushrooms, new life, new beginnings, she just saw cow poop!

I guess this says a lot about how I view life and what I hope to show through my photography.

Here is the result of my cow turd photoshoot!

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Photo Safaris

I like to go on what I call photo safaris. I just grab my camera and head out. No particular destination or subject in mind. Sometimes it’s a close a my back yard, sometimes to lands far away or to the nearest pond, beach, mountain top or roundabout.

No matter how far I roam, how many places I visit, there’s not a week that goes by that my breath is not taken away by the beauty that is St Martin.

Where one might see traffic jams, I see birds fishing in the pond  or a gorgeous sunset. Where one might see too many retail stores, I see the traditional architecture or a flamboyant tree taking over.


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