Carla Essen Photography

delish

Forgot I had more of the cuties and had never posted them.  Just life, on an ordinary day.

heart's a thumpin

and you - my brown eyed girl...

Alice, six months.  I love that she is sporting the brown eyes just like her Aunt!  And since I've got this thing for throwbacks lately, here's her brother again at the same age.

six months, then and now

My nephew and niece at the same age.  Don't they look so similar?  This is such a fun age to photograph... they're full of expressions but they can't go anywhere! 

 

 

summer gone by

Little Bean just turned three.  I love him growing up and I hate it at the same time... so bittersweet! Everyone comments on those lashes, and I must admit they are envy-worthy.  (Telltale sign of allergies; who knew? Note peanut-allergy bracelet below.  When you ask him about it, he pipes up with his line: ON'T FEED ME EANUTS!)

All summer long I had been waiting to do some photos of blue-and-yellow-color-coordination... I bought this outfit for Alice when she was first born and we suddenly realized she wasn't going to fit into it if we didn't hurry up.  So we scurried around one Saturday evening in September and Mandy found this AWESOME little patch of goodness at a park near their house.  The sun was setting at just the right time which made for perfect light. Might I also add, these two just redecorated their living room this year in pale blue and yellow and I keep thinking this photo, blown up into a large canvas, would be a lovely complement to it. :)

Check out Bean chillin in the picture below.  Cracks me up.

Me with the munchkins:

I was so proud of this snap! It totally reminds me of a Laura Siebert edit (previous post is all about her workshop!)

We attempted one of all of us, but by that point Alice was sort of over it and Carter was fishing for his promised candy-bar reward (back in the car.) Result:

I'm always curious as to who reads my blog (particularly because my posts are so infrequent, which is a HUGE blog no-no that I would love to curb, but probably won't, if I'm being totally honest) so I'd be really excited if you left me some love in the comments below!

bucket list checking. check.

Attending a photography workshop has been on my bucket list ever since the day I created a bucket list (which, naturally, was right after I saw the movie The Bucket List.  Novel, I know.)  Earlier this year I realized that most of the Bucket List bullet points were things that I had mentally stowed away for a much later date in time.  I guess I unconsciously think that someday the heavens will part, and suddenly there will be an overabundance of vacation time that I can't figure out what to do with, or a windfall of money that I am struggling to spend, and that will be the prime opportunity for Bucket List Checking-Off.  Perusing my list this past winter, I realized this reasoning was seriously flawed, and I righted myself, saying "Self, it's time to make things happen.  Pronto."  So I did.

That's why when I found out Laura Siebert was hosting an outdoor workshop in Dallas in June, I didn't think twice about carving out some much-needed vacation time or depleting the savings account a bit more on the heels of a seventh-month run of unemployment.  I also managed to shrug off the notion that Dallas might be sporting ungodly hot temperatures of, like, 104 in an attempt to serve up a hearty dose of southern summer.  Nope, I didn't worry about any of that.  I just signed up.

I've long been a fan of Laura's blog and her breathtaking ability to capture pureness & authenticity in emotion, relationships and interactions.  It's something that's hard to describe in words, but when you see her images, you'll understand what I mean.  As for me, I've been struggling for a while with my style, trying to figure out how to define and position my "look."  I'd see other photographers doing cool things, and I'd try to adopt ALL of their techniques and wrap them into mine.  One minute I'd be crazed over fresh, flirty, highly saturated images, and the next minute I'd find myself drawn to moody, less processed looks.  I'd go from traditional, posed, fill-the-frame smiles and then want to break out of the mold and shoot only candid, carefree shots with unexpected crops.  I bought I-can't-even-tell-you-how-many sets of Photoshop actions.  I was all over the place.  I think every photographer goes through this for a period of time, particularly when starting out.  Problem is, I didn't feel like I was making much headway in cruising out of this funk.  I know we're always our worst critics, but truly... I was a hot photographer mess.

As I thought more about my style, I started to find that I really wanted to develop classic, timeless images.  I always kept coming back to Laura when I thought about someone I'd want to learn from.  I realized that so much of her lure was not about her photos themselves, but about the way her subjects were connecting with one another in her imagery.  So, a chance to be mentored by her was truly Bucket List worthy.

All of this build up to say, of course, I was not disappointed.  Laura had so many tips and tricks for getting subjects to "engage" in front of the camera, which has always been one of my main struggles.  She also spent an entire day on post-processing, helping me recognize that more is not always better.  i think most exciting of all is that I feel inspired to get out and start shooting again (yes, I'd been in a slump, if you couldn't tell.)  I will leave you with the images from the workshop, which in my opinion speak for themselves.  

Three cheers for Laura. Take her workshop if you ever get the chance.  xoxo.

P.S. "AUNT" TAMMY, IF YOU'RE READING THIS... I EXPECT A COMMENT BELOW!  I posted this just for you. :)

jamison

This is a super-duper-belated blog post from a newborn session I did around the holidays with Jamison, Ellen and Jeff (friends of Micki, Ben & Lola, here and here.)  I just saw a snap of Jamison on Facebook the other day and he is looking very grown up, sitting and smiling and growing a bunch of hair. :)  Who loves that teal wall in Ellen and Jeff's bedroom?!  YES, PLEASE!

I'm not sure what's up with my blogging - or lack thereof - lately, but I can't seem to get in the groove like I once used to.  (Ironic, because every morning the first thing I do is check my Google Reader for all my daily bloggy-updated-goodness.)  Twitter has diverted some of my cyber attention, along with an "I'm-falling-hard-and-fast" love affair with Pinterest.  Have you scored an account yet?  Oh MY.  MegaEpicSupersizedTimeSuck.  At first I thought it was simply a brilliant way for me to catalog all the lovely things I find all over the internet and corral them into one place.  I've since realized it is not only that, but also another digital black hole - enticing me in with all the pins of my virtual buddies who have way better taste in clothes, decor, hairdos and photography poses than I could ever hope to.

So when you can't find me on this abandoned blog, come join me in the Land of the Pinners.

i like you so much, i think i'll lick you.

I took this a few months ago, and I have yet to blog it.  Actually, the whole session, if I'm being truthful... but I love this one alone for now.

Happy Tuesday.

elle woods, on the topic of cereal

My friend Amber is this amazingly gorgeous southern belle with tons of sass, a boldness you'd dare to reckon with and a never-ending supply of energy.  These are all things that I am not, which is why I find her and our friendship so intriguing.

Amber has this tendency to crack me up in hysterics, and I'm pretty sure she's not even trying when she does it.  As in, she doesn't realize her comments or actions are funny until I bust a gut and start rolling.  And then it kind of dawns on her, and she gets this look on her face, and she lets out this howl and we both just keep giggling until tears are running down our faces.  And then that makes it funnier.  It's usually over really mundane things that are not literally funny, but take on a comedic effect with her delivery.  She reminds me of Elle Woods from Legally Blond in that respect.  One of my favorite stories hails from the three weeks we spent in New Jersey during training for our last pharma sales job.  (And if you know me, then you know my love for Jersey leaves something to be desired.)  One day we were griping and complaining about being stuck there for so long, just jonesing to get home, and she turns and says to me with the most serious look on her face: Carla, you know... there's just two things wrong with the Northeast.  Expecting a rather complex explanation, I was eager to hear her thoughts.  What's that? I asked.  In her very best Elle impersonation (except - it's not an impersonation), she says with conviction, the North, and... the East.

Well, dang.  Right on with that one.

During this same three-week period, we spent our days and nights talking contraindications and pharmacodynamics, along with how to best deliver this encyclopedia of information to a physician in a 10-second window of time as he dictates, stands on his head and rubs his belly, while also juggling 18 balls in the air AND eating his lunch with only one eye open.  (I'm only half joking because that's a pretty fair assessment of what it's like.)  We role played ad nauseum, as one typically does in these training sessions.  It's grueling, exhausting and boring, and the truth is, it never comes off as polished because the reality is that we're simply ACTING, and none of us are actors.  Combine this with the fact that you're talking about overactive bladder disorder and it's even more mind-numbing.  About two weeks in, we're feeling pretty much toast and Amber says to me one night, Let's role-play with something else.  Something that's fun and we actually like talking about.  "Like what?!"  I'm excited; she's on to something here and I think to myself, yes, it would be nice to sell something we have a real passion for.  Amber meets my thoughts with, Well, I dunno... how about cereal, makeup, and gum!  BINGO!! Have you ever tried applying selling system principles to cereal?  FUN.  WAY MORE FUN.  WAY FUNNER.

So tell me doctor, what are you looking for in a cereal?  

Doctor, help me understand what makes that attribute so important in choosing a cereal.  

So what I hear you saying is that you'd like your cereal to be...  

If I recall correctly, I think I won "Best Role Play" during that training class.  Not even kidding.  Amber.  I owe her.  Can you see why I love her so much!?!  That little devil won Champion's Club the same year.

Here's just a few pics from my last trip to Austin.  These were headshots for her to apply for a rather well-known TV show.  But I'm not sayin which one, and no, it's not the Bachelor. :)

 

Um. Absolute fave!

 

cindy, herb & the izzinator

Oh dear me, dear my.  I swore to myself last year that I would not abandon and neglect my blog for months at a time, and yet I seem to have done it again.  What is it they say about the best laid plans?!  Maybe I shouldn't make myself promises anymore!

Back in the fall before my life was swept into a windstorm of career change, I headed off to Pennsylvania for an industry conference, and while there, got to hook up with one of my (former) colleagues based out of Philly.  Though we only worked together for less than a year, Cindy quickly became a trusted resource and mentor, and it was bittersweet when we found out a few days later that our coworker relationship had come to end.  Bittersweet because she is off to bigger and better things (a swanky new corporate job in the food industry), househunting, and livin' the dream with hubby Herb and their dollbaby Izzy...

 Um, let's talk about Izzy for a minute.  Because she is a whole bunch of utterly delightful girly goodness.

And her fashion... oh, her fashion...

I wish I could remember where we shot these, but it was back in October and I totally forget.  It's some completely well-known museum or something, and I don't remember the name of it.  Blond moment, I guess.  Great scenery, though!

Love the double fisting action here.  A girl's gotta have her treats.

How cute are these three?  I just love them.  The belly sticking out is the best!

Note the fashion yet again...

We signed off with this.  One of my faves...

Cindy, Izzy & Herb - miss you guys & hope your new year is off to a great start!

giving thanks

I usually don't write very 'sentimental' posts because honestly, it's not my thing.  I seem to have a slant towards a much more casual, teasing, sarcastic tone.  But this year I have been reminded of all the great things to give thanks for and I must take a minute to get just a little sappy.

Many know that five weeks ago, I suddenly lost my job with no severance and was deceptively nixxed out of a health insurance plan I was told would continue for 12 months.  Normally, a circumstance of this nature would send me into a downward spiral consumed by anxiety, fear, and depression... but strangely, I felt the opposite.  I felt calm.  I felt relieved.  And most surprisingly, I felt optimistic.  

In those five weeks since, I've been amazed at the positive opportunities that have come knocking at my door, the connections that have literally fallen into my lap, and the friends and colleagues who have reached out to help.  Some of them are people who barely knew my name before all this happened, and they've stepped up in ways I couldn't have imagined.  It's a combination of this and my newfound faith in the notion that 'everything will work out' that leaves me with the dichotomy of feeling both a sense of contentedness and an insatiable urgency to jump out of bed every day, eager to see what good things await.  For that, I am grateful... because it has never been the norm for a worry wart like me.

On top of that, I am thankful for family and friends who made this year one to remember... and topping my list of Favorite Things are:

My utterly fantastic 35th birthday party in January with all my girls (thanks Allison, Amy B, Amy W, Amy W #2, Ang, Momma, Danielle, Julie, Sheila, Katie, Erin M and Erin W!!)  You made me feel like a million bucks that night; it was one of my favorite birthdays EVER!

My annual refuge... Siesta Key and the gang that makes it feel like nowhere else ever could.

Adventures and excursions with my spitfire friend who is absolutely nothing like me and whom I love dearly for that... and who has made Austin feel like my adopted hometown until it actually can be. 

The bond with her that's deepened this year.

Every family that has given me the honor of photographing them this year.

This girl who has become almost like a sister to me.  She gets me through the ups and downs of every day.

Seeing cousins I don't get to see nearly enough!

And last but not least, the Beaner.  Soon to be joined by my next niece or nephew in May. :)  I love watching him make my parents laugh and vice versa.  Here's how he has made me smile this past year...

I forgot one more thing.  The newest member of my family, my MacBook Pro.  She has changed my life in ways I could not have dreamed. I made the video above in a matter of minutes with her.  I LOVE HER.  I WOULD MARRY HER IF I COULD.

Happy Thanksgiving!