Orange

Sunsets are have always been fascinating to me. Not really the sunset itself, rather the properties of the light. Technically Rayleigh Scattering (the scattering of shorter wavelengths in the atmosphere leaving only longer wavelengths of visible light. There is a bananas equation..but I like to think the world is run by magic...so...back to this horribly mediocre blog)  is to blame for this look, but it still magical....So I looked at a sunset and I thought about the most fascinating thing in the world...the 70's...so here we are. 

Dreaming

     This was the first time I had worked with Hanna. We had planned, rather not planned, on taking photos in this field. To Hanna, the particular field bore sentimental value; she ran through it almost every day, indulging heavily on those gorgeous midwestern sunrises and sunsets. Because of this, she wanted to capture a set of images that carried that essence. The feeling you get in the morning when the sunrise is perfect, the grass feels soft under your feet and the cold dew is refreshing. 

However, unlike Hanna, I don't run in the morning...well I don't run at all...thus consequently I couldn't necessarily empathize with the feeling of freedom that comes with running. The closest thing I could feel that essentially got close was to dream...In my mind, dreams like good mornings are fleeting and come by once in a while; and when they do, we try to take in that moment and hope to remember as much as we can...but often, by morning almost all is forgotten but that overwhelming feeling of love and appreciation.

Sunday Lunch at Nixta (It was Closed)

One fateful Sunday, Allex, Taffiny and I were famished. After driving around St.Louis looking for a table, we came across Olio's, absolutely gorgeous Mediterranean restaurant in Tower Grove, but they had closed for lunch. Sightly disappointed (we were very upset) we walked down the street looking for both a new spot to take photos and feed our famished selves. 

There it was, in between two drab buildings stood this gorgeous turquoise building. It looked quirky, especially with the orange and navy patterns harking to mestizo patterns that describe the Mexican cuisine served. however, at the time we didn't think of the food...actually we thought about food just not their food.  

At the time we fell in love with the duotone fence, the lush sisal plant, and the giant orange door. Taffiny and Allex killed it and threatened to kill me (They were starving). Overall, we absolutely loved the color, but the best part was that Taffiny and Allex wore different variations of black and white; allowing for a really colorful symbiosis between the background and the subjects. 

Taffiny in Mustard

I think this shoot marked the beginning of my love the 70's. Although, at the time I didn't know. I absolutely loved Taf's big hair, round glasses, and the mustard jumper. Especially the mustard jumper. There is something so cool about that color; its like screaming I AM HERE! despite the scream, it still a portrays a laid-back vibe. The jumper screams and announces it presence while simultaneously letting you know its ok to be chill. It's such a FUNtastic juxtaposition!! :D