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Taking Back My Art....An open letter to existing & potential clients.

I love photography. Unequivocally. I am addicted to the transformation I see my images take from the camera to the final image I deliver. I love what I do. I love seeing the look on my clients faces when they get their gallery or the emails I get thanking me for their beautifully crafted images. This is the WHY. This is the reason for 16-18 hours days at my computer. The reason that sometimes I skip park days with my son or dinner dates with friends. I am dedicated to my work and to my clients. 

Somewhere though, this is getting lost. At the root, I am a human. A mother, a sister, a friend. Photography is what I do, it is not who I am. I am happy to provide a service to my clients who trust me to capture and create beautiful images for them. And I am proud to do this. However, I feel there is a need to set some boundaries between who I am and what I do. 

I am taking back my art.....

I am taking back my free time. I am taking back my social life. I am taking back my role as a mother to my son. No more missed park days, no more missed dinner dates with friends. There will be no more early morning text messages, or texts at all. There will be no 10pm phone calls inquiring about photographs. I will ask, with respect, that these boundaries be respected and honored. 

We all have jobs. We all have families and friends. Some of us have children and some of our children have special needs. Mine is one. He is why I worked so hard to craft a flexible schedule so that I can dedicate more time and resources to him and he is not seeing the fruit of that labor.

I love photography.  I have a standard. I have a speciality. For the sake of my craft & my clients, I will not deviate from these standards. I will do my very best to accommodate requests within my speciality, if you request something that falls outside of my speciality I will do my best to refer you to someone who can help you.

I share this with you, humbly, in order to preserve my integrity and my art. So that I can wake up and create for the rest of my life and not feel burnt out. 


Thank you to everyone for your respect, support & understanding. 

Office hours: mon-fri 9-6

-Sasha

My shame; The truth behind why I love maternity portraits.

9 years ago I was 22. I was in college, I was happy and working and felt whole. I had been in Louisiana just a few months shy of two years when I discovered I was pregnant. I found out very early on, four weeks in. I was sick, so sick. I experienced a myriad of feelings, excitement, nervousness, disbelief, everything I felt any woman, at any age would feel upon this big discovery. But my primary feeling was anxiousness. I knew I'd have to tell my parents & I knew they wouldn't be happy.

Upon divulging my new, big secret to my family, I felt such a sense of shame. It was suffocating how much shame I felt. There was no celebration; there were no plans being made for a baby shower. There were no mom/daughter shopping dates for little person things, there were no dad-to-be and grandpa putting cribs together, and there were no photos.

There were no photos......

If anything haunts me, it is that I did not document my pregnancy. I didn't get dressed up and put on a gown, get my hair and make-up done and traipse in front of a camera to have such a beautiful and special time captured. I was so ashamed of being young, black, unwed & pregnant. Was there anything worse? If there was, I didn't know it. I hid in my room for most of my pregnancy and watched tv. Never even dreaming of documenting such a shameful event. So I didn't. And it is one of the single regretful decisions I ever made.

You may be wondering why nine years later I am still dwelling on the photos that never were. Today I stumbled across a photo on Facebook that brought everything flooding back. An LSU student, I have no idea who she was, asked my sister if she thought I would be interested in taking a couple of photos. I had no idea what it was for other than it had something to do with twins and pregnancy.

They're not the best quality, but I am so thankful for my sister and that LSU student. She captured something for me that I was not brave enough to do for myself. Aside from these and a few other cell phone images, I have no documentation of my pregnancy. 

 

Thus my love for maternity portraiture arises. If I had to select one singe part of my career as a photographer that I love best it would hands down be capturing the beauty and essence of an expecting mother. I am completely enamored by the strength and resilience of pregnant women to carry and birth beautiful beings with such grace. I love being a witness to the growth and am honored each time I am asked to capture such an experience. 

Here I am, a proud, brazen mother of a brave & bold 8 year old. I may not have had my photos & my decision to have no more children may prevent me from ever doing so, but I have dedicated my career to making sure that any woman who wants to document her pregnancy can do so beautifully and affordably without shame.