Back to my roots...

Crossing a sketchy as hell railroad bridge, looking down through the grate at the ground far far below, my stomach did a flip.  I'm not necessarily afraid of heights (well, maybe just a little) but my body was already feeling all sorts of giddy about where we were heading.  I was going back to my roots as a photographer.  A friend and fellow artist was leading me to an abandoned mill where I was going to photograph two traveling models: Willa Prescott & Katlin Tucker. I was feeling the excitement I used to feel so long ago, sheesh it’s been over 10 years now, when I used to shoot in derelict sugar mills in Louisiana.

#throwback

The above photo was a self portrait I did at a sugar mill that no longer exists. Before I became a boudoir photographer, I used photography as a form of self expression.

Below are a few shots from our romp through the mill! It felt good to stretch my creative muscles again to shoot in a place where I have no idea what to expect!

I would LOVE to start doing more fine art nude shoots again. If that’s something you’re interested in, PLEASE contact me (button at the bottom) and let’s talk!