<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584</id><updated>2012-01-13T13:20:01.490-06:00</updated><category term='favorite photos'/><category term='babies'/><category term='children'/><category term='class of 2011'/><category term='boudoir'/><category term='personal'/><category term='photography'/><category term='ballet'/><category term='lexi'/><category term='commercial'/><category term='cupcakes'/><category term='recommend'/><category term='maternity'/><category term='my girls'/><category term='stuff i like'/><category term='gratitude'/><category term='families'/><category term='senior portraits'/><category term='home'/><category term='portraits'/><category term='creative'/><category term='beautiful you'/><category term='elves'/><category term='memphis botanic garden'/><category term='newborn'/><category term='pets'/><category term='memorial park'/><category term='weddings'/><category term='studio'/><category term='kids'/><category term='downtown'/><title type='text'>marci lambert photography</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1582</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-5842766443375787006</id><published>2012-01-13T13:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T13:20:01.496-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>A Valentine's Day mini-session for the kids | Memphis family photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S7kjN9Yam_k/TxB_YV0nR1I/AAAAAAAAFH4/SzTCQvGtIu8/s1600/kidsVD2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S7kjN9Yam_k/TxB_YV0nR1I/AAAAAAAAFH4/SzTCQvGtIu8/s1600/kidsVD2012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cute kids deserve custom Valentine's cards. For just $99 you get a 20-minute studio session and set of 25 cards. Other products also available. But call soon; I only have a limited number of sessions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-5842766443375787006?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5842766443375787006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=5842766443375787006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5842766443375787006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5842766443375787006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2012/01/valentines-day-mini-session-for-kids.html' title='A Valentine&apos;s Day mini-session for the kids | Memphis family photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S7kjN9Yam_k/TxB_YV0nR1I/AAAAAAAAFH4/SzTCQvGtIu8/s72-c/kidsVD2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-3833787967058512979</id><published>2012-01-13T13:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T13:11:56.985-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boudoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful you'/><title type='text'>Valentine's Special | Memphis boudoir photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XrKnYb39V00/TxCAKNGJ4TI/AAAAAAAAFIA/33SXlcVU9kw/s1600/boudoirVD2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XrKnYb39V00/TxCAKNGJ4TI/AAAAAAAAFIA/33SXlcVU9kw/s1600/boudoirVD2012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has been asking me about a boudoir portrait special. It's here! These mini-sessions are 45 minutes at my studio and include a beautiful printed folio with your choice of three images. Other products also available. But call soon; I only have a limited number of sessions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-3833787967058512979?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3833787967058512979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=3833787967058512979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3833787967058512979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3833787967058512979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2012/01/valentines-special-memphis-boudoir.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Special | Memphis boudoir photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XrKnYb39V00/TxCAKNGJ4TI/AAAAAAAAFIA/33SXlcVU9kw/s72-c/boudoirVD2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-6462219451839510168</id><published>2012-01-12T09:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T09:14:05.368-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Home: Garage Reorganization</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-70--xqqvis4/Tw5Jgxq1j-I/AAAAAAAAFGo/bwh7gEE9TXk/s1600/garage1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-70--xqqvis4/Tw5Jgxq1j-I/AAAAAAAAFGo/bwh7gEE9TXk/s1600/garage1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This past weekend I continued my quest for an organized home. When we moved in about a year and a half ago, I think we just jammed everything in wherever we could. The result is that we've lived in semi-chaos since then. We have trouble knowing where to put certain things, or we have similar things in more than one place. I decided that we needed to fix that this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to start with projects I knew I could finish in a few days so I'd feel like I'd accomplished something (I love nothing more than crossing something off one of my many lists). After my success with the &lt;a href="http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2012/01/home-25-laundry-room-facelift.html" target="_blank"&gt;laundry room&lt;/a&gt;, I decided that the garage would be next. Behold, the photo above: an organized garage at last. Let me just say that I'm so glad the garage was painted white before we moved in, because I would have wanted to paint it white. I think it makes it much more of a "room" and it doesn't feel gloomy at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RtwmM4v2Kxo/Tw5Jh0jpdiI/AAAAAAAAFGw/w02g9mMh1Y0/s1600/garage2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RtwmM4v2Kxo/Tw5Jh0jpdiI/AAAAAAAAFGw/w02g9mMh1Y0/s1600/garage2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I forgot to take a real "before" photo. This one is more "during". All this stuff had lived in the garage and adjoining utility room. Some of it we kept, some went to Goodwill and the Habitat for Humanity ReStore, and some went on the curb. Most of which disappeared within 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-erE7xQZdkJ8/Tw5JjJRYV0I/AAAAAAAAFG4/7mCetMYOjrg/s1600/garage3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-erE7xQZdkJ8/Tw5JjJRYV0I/AAAAAAAAFG4/7mCetMYOjrg/s1600/garage3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had several things leaning up against the wall, or hanging precariously on random nails in the wall. I had the idea to take some pegboard that was left here and use it to store tools on the wall. John greatly improved that idea by getting a garage rack system called Gladiator. You install the track on the wall, then add various hooks. Above, we have two lengths of track, with the option of adding more if we want. I totally love getting this stuff up off the floor and in one space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_w4BvDdK3ig/Tw5Jka6gguI/AAAAAAAAFHA/mXLb90l5EuY/s1600/garage4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_w4BvDdK3ig/Tw5Jka6gguI/AAAAAAAAFHA/mXLb90l5EuY/s1600/garage4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's a closeup of the hooks. They are awesome. It's a much cleaner look than pegboard and also much stronger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWFOaGrIX8I/Tw5JlrqwaGI/AAAAAAAAFHI/ZxptLprs2hs/s1600/garage5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWFOaGrIX8I/Tw5JlrqwaGI/AAAAAAAAFHI/ZxptLprs2hs/s1600/garage5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We used to have recycling and items to be donated in two different areas. So I set up a dedicated recycling station. We recycle so much stuff every week that the city gave us an extra bin a few years back (I get a lot of cardboard boxes shipped to me and we cut those down to recycle). John splits up the plastic and paper/cardboard each week. The boxes on top are for future Goodwill donations. Just below them are trays for old ink cartridges and other items that need special recycling.&amp;nbsp; The doors to the left are the utility room, which will be getting its own makeover down the road. We were able to clear out several things that don't belong in there, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, we moved the left-behind refrigerator that was in the utility room (it was plugged in via an extension cord and we wanted it closer to the outlet) and inadvertently did something to it that caused it to stop cooling. RIP, beer fridge. We will look for a replacement soon. Once you have that second fridge, it's hard to not have it anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7sx9JUgAnuQ/Tw5JnOQcQbI/AAAAAAAAFHY/64u1HxFAcFE/s1600/garage6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7sx9JUgAnuQ/Tw5JnOQcQbI/AAAAAAAAFHY/64u1HxFAcFE/s1600/garage6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On to the next area. We had these racks on the right in the garage already, but I didn't like the way they were organized. We also had some of the kids' outdoor stuff in the utility room, in such a way that they couldn't get to it. So all their stuff is now on these shelves. Please note the bottom two shelves on the right: my painting supplies. It's my favorite part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love the part to the right of the main door. We had no real place to put jackets, umbrellas, the dog's leash, sports shoes and baseball caps. Now we do. I had John add two sets of coat hooks on the wall. I also set up the tall shelving unit (last seen in the laundry room) with blue and green fabric bins to hold scarves, gloves, hats, etc. Now we have a place to grab a jacket--or leave one--that doesn't take up room in the house. This is major. I used to hang my coat on a closet doorknob. The girls' coats wound up in a different place every day, which does not make for smooth school mornings. We have a small coat closet but it's not close to the garage. It's a good place to store coats, but not the ones we are currently using. Now we know where the coats are supposed to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing: the dresser on the right was mine when I was a kid. We don't have a spot for it in the house right now, but I think someday it will be Audrey's (it has a matching full-size bed). I have visions of painting it a funky color. That thud you just heard was my mother dropping over in horror from that last sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6G4yqWEk6Io/Tw5Jo7LsH3I/AAAAAAAAFHg/UJ-mEWdgJwg/s1600/garage7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6G4yqWEk6Io/Tw5Jo7LsH3I/AAAAAAAAFHg/UJ-mEWdgJwg/s1600/garage7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our favorite part of the whole effort is the work bench we created. These old metal cabinets were in the utility room. I thought they would make a great place to store tools, and to serve as a work surface for the projects I dream up. So I painted them white. I truly think they were the original kitchen cabinets (there's another in the laundry room that I also painted). The girls were just horrified to imagine that these were in the kitchen at one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally we had talked about different options: buying a work bench, looking for a set of old kitchen cabinets, building something. Ultimately, I'm thrilled we could use what we already had.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_HKd2vgCsA8/Tw5JqMNtaSI/AAAAAAAAFHo/1a_SR5W7jZ0/s1600/garage8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_HKd2vgCsA8/Tw5JqMNtaSI/AAAAAAAAFHo/1a_SR5W7jZ0/s1600/garage8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I bolted them together and used oil-based primer first (after spending quite a bit of time scrubbing them clean). Then I painted them Swiss Coffee. One of the handles was broken and I've ordered some new ones. Nothing fancy, of course. It &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; still a garage. The cabinets had a thick piece of plywood on top of them, which we've decided to keep (we talked about getting a piece of counter cut, similar to what is in the laundry room). Although it needs to be trimmed down and sanded. I'll get to that soon. Still looking for a best friend with serious woodworking tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John added a set of shelves above the bench and clipped a work light on them. We haven't really used it yet, but we both love it. We also love how easy it is to walk through the garage now. It's a big room, but now it feels big. And I know where everything is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a bit more on this area than I thought we would ($20 for coat hooks, $28 for blue and green fabric bins, $60 for track and hooks, $35 for shelving materials and $15 for cabinet handles for a total of $158). I already had the paint for the cabinets and used various containers that I already had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that if I had done this early on, I probably would have tossed those cabinets and bought something new. Now I'm glad I waited and thought things through. I love my garage!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-6462219451839510168?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6462219451839510168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=6462219451839510168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6462219451839510168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6462219451839510168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2012/01/home-garage-reorganization.html' title='Home: Garage Reorganization'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-70--xqqvis4/Tw5Jgxq1j-I/AAAAAAAAFGo/bwh7gEE9TXk/s72-c/garage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-2707368300197793263</id><published>2012-01-04T08:32:00.060-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T08:32:00.193-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Home: the $25 Laundry Room facelift.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XKMpeuGcvMk/TwO6fmQ7afI/AAAAAAAAFFU/-vcAX9AkOjw/s1600/laundry1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XKMpeuGcvMk/TwO6fmQ7afI/AAAAAAAAFFU/-vcAX9AkOjw/s1600/laundry1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been awhile since I've posted a Home project. Mainly because it's been awhile since I've been able to work on house projects. The fall is my busiest time of year, and despite my original intention of getting everything in this house painted by the end of 2011, work and family came first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had hoped to take off a good two weeks or so around the holidays, but ended up working right up until Christmas Eve and a little the following week. Meanwhile, unfinished projects swirled through my head, making me absolutely nuts. I hate unfinished/half-finished projects. We don't have a ton to do this house, but I have more painting and lots more organizing to do. It seems that in the rush to move in, we threw piles of stuff here and there and have been slow to figure out where everything really goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to 2012. It's time to get it all figured out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with a notebook. I have written down a project or room, one per page, and have started listing the tasks involved with getting it completed. The first thing was my gift wrap station that John gave me for Christmas. I've found that I have been keeping related items in more than one place which is time-consuming and just plain dumb. In 30 minutes I had all my gift wrapping stuff together and ready to go. Check one project off the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my next project, I wanted something that I didn't have to spend much on, but would get a big bang for the buck. The laundry room has been a source of incompleteness since we moved in. It was the very first room I painted (Valspar's Water Fountain in eggshell). Like, I drove from the closing directly to this house with paint supplies in my car. It originally looked like the left: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dlN4rWY1HEM/TwO-cZlG8SI/AAAAAAAAFGg/SsAmwbWN9Kk/s1600/laundry0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dlN4rWY1HEM/TwO-cZlG8SI/AAAAAAAAFGg/SsAmwbWN9Kk/s1600/laundry0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Really? I would cry if I had to do laundry in that room. It is the saddest laundry room of all time. So I quickly pulled down the ratty metal cabinets (slightly visible, far left) and got to painting. It was a nice cheery blue and I quickly moved on to the kitchen after just one coat of paint (I had planned to paint five rooms in five days. I didn't make it). Later, John took down some cabinets on the opposite wall and installed shelving for me. It helped. So did the outdoor rug I picked up at Lowe's. That floor is just plain nasty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K886scO5Twc/TwO6gZha84I/AAAAAAAAFFc/8oFAEZqIU9Q/s1600/laundry2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K886scO5Twc/TwO6gZha84I/AAAAAAAAFFc/8oFAEZqIU9Q/s1600/laundry2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21wrPPH0HRA/TwO6iyVUWcI/AAAAAAAAFF8/L8ZNU5F1RTo/s1600/laundry6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21wrPPH0HRA/TwO6iyVUWcI/AAAAAAAAFF8/L8ZNU5F1RTo/s1600/laundry6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But I didn't take the time to redo the paint back then (look closely and you'll see some areas where the paint looks thin). Margret told me she didn't notice the white parts of the wall. Um, I did. Also, the ceiling and laundry chute were painted in what I believe is Dingy Gray. My least favorite color. So the first thing I did this weekend after prepping the walls was to paint the ceiling and chute (Valspar's Swiss Coffee in eggshell). Ahhh. Much better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f17A6sQ2kjw/TwO6gsa9rKI/AAAAAAAAFFk/Rs08s8CI4tk/s1600/laundry3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f17A6sQ2kjw/TwO6gsa9rKI/AAAAAAAAFFk/Rs08s8CI4tk/s1600/laundry3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had also moved a cabinet in to help me with sorting laundry. I evicted it this weekend. Wasn't working for me. Sometimes you have to try and see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJeWGBvqWsI/TwO6hlcb2uI/AAAAAAAAFFs/Ks7beCQX2CM/s1600/laundry4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJeWGBvqWsI/TwO6hlcb2uI/AAAAAAAAFFs/Ks7beCQX2CM/s1600/laundry4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But the biggest change was this side of the room. There's an old metal cabinet (maybe original to the kitchen?) that was beige on the front and aqua (the original color) on the side. And a piece of laminate countertop just lays on top. I had thought about getting rid of the cabinet but didn't have anything else to put there, plus it's convenient for John when he gives Lexi a bath in the sink. So if you can't ditch it, paint it, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vxGzn_7ICBw/TwO6iH-btkI/AAAAAAAAFF0/3xNq3Ds4FmU/s1600/laundry5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vxGzn_7ICBw/TwO6iH-btkI/AAAAAAAAFF0/3xNq3Ds4FmU/s1600/laundry5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I used (oil-based) Kilz to prime the sink base and cabinet, then painted them both Swiss Coffee (satin finish) a few times (the cabinet isn't mounted to the wall so I was able to pull it out and paint the sides). I also took a stab at cleaning the old stickers off the sink. I assumed that they must be difficult to remove after all these years, otherwise someone else would have done it. Nope. A little 409 and a paint scraper and they were history.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njYwOGASEcE/TwO6jwjJ5BI/AAAAAAAAFGM/e9hDU0kMlaA/s1600/laundry8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njYwOGASEcE/TwO6jwjJ5BI/AAAAAAAAFGM/e9hDU0kMlaA/s1600/laundry8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The effort was well worth it. Even better after I bought a can of stainless steel finish spray paint and sprayed the countertop (it is also not mounted; I just picked it up and moved it to the garage). I looked for new cabinet hardware, but these handles are 3.5" on center, which is tough to find. I decided that I can live with them. I've certainly seen worse. The cabinet now houses my sewing supplies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lHNWBt7ebSs/TwO6jd1lKJI/AAAAAAAAFGE/5DY_mVE1hII/s1600/laundry7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lHNWBt7ebSs/TwO6jd1lKJI/AAAAAAAAFGE/5DY_mVE1hII/s1600/laundry7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I touched up the unpainted areas of the wall, then gave everything a fresh coat. Much, much better. Above the sink I organized all dog-related items. Yes, Lexi gets purple towels. Across the room I organized all laundry, cleaning and paper products. Again, we had these things in a few different places but now they are all together.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made several other small improvements: I spray painted the ceiling vent and outlet covers in Satin Nickel, I hung a clock below the long shelves, I added a doorstop so the new doorknob (that I installed -- my first!) wouldn't hit the countertop, and I spray-painted a coffee can to hold the plunger. The previous owners had left quite a fancy little homemade plunger caddy, but I opted for something more simple. You can see the old one above next to the sink base. A new light fixture had always been on my list for this room. Lucky for me my dad bought me a new one and installed it on a recent visit. The room is anything but dingy now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d9fEgpa6HAo/TwO6kZXj7NI/AAAAAAAAFGU/FDUDso3rEHU/s1600/laundry9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d9fEgpa6HAo/TwO6kZXj7NI/AAAAAAAAFGU/FDUDso3rEHU/s1600/laundry9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I started this whole thing on New Year's Day (Sunday) and finished Tuesday. I had everything on hand, except the stainless steel finish spray paint, the doorknob, doorstop and some hooks, all of which I picked up for $25 at Lowe's this morning. And I did all the work myself. John was thrilled to be mostly excused from this one. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to get him to hang those hooks and a paper towel holder. And eventually I'd like to get a tall faucet installed on the sink. But for now we are considering this room &lt;b&gt;completed&lt;/b&gt;. Next up? Garage organization. I can't wait until Saturday! Ready, John?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-2707368300197793263?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2707368300197793263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=2707368300197793263&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2707368300197793263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2707368300197793263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2012/01/home-25-laundry-room-facelift.html' title='Home: the $25 Laundry Room facelift.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XKMpeuGcvMk/TwO6fmQ7afI/AAAAAAAAFFU/-vcAX9AkOjw/s72-c/laundry1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-5389145026474397242</id><published>2012-01-01T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T07:00:00.123-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2012!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UUS2P7HvXd0/Tv5norBHrsI/AAAAAAAAFE8/YrVSWlLzSZs/s1600/MLP+card+front.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="462" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UUS2P7HvXd0/Tv5norBHrsI/AAAAAAAAFE8/YrVSWlLzSZs/s640/MLP+card+front.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hope your year is wonderful! Check out what we made just for you: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o8Uh5ch2xcE&amp;amp;feature=youtu.be" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-5389145026474397242?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5389145026474397242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=5389145026474397242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5389145026474397242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5389145026474397242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year-2012.html' title='Happy New Year 2012!'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UUS2P7HvXd0/Tv5norBHrsI/AAAAAAAAFE8/YrVSWlLzSZs/s72-c/MLP+card+front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-1016106391844510225</id><published>2011-12-31T07:42:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T07:42:00.695-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>One Little Word: Reach.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGCoJMp6W5o/Tv531xeYqUI/AAAAAAAAFFI/_USvTu2HTSQ/s1600/reach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGCoJMp6W5o/Tv531xeYqUI/AAAAAAAAFFI/_USvTu2HTSQ/s1600/reach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last few years I've loosely followed along with scrapbooker &lt;a href="http://aliedwards.com/blog/one-little-word" target="_blank"&gt;Ali Edward's One Little Word&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concept. Basically, you pick a word to define your year. Or define your direction for the year. I'm no good at resolutions, so this works so much better for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-little-word-for-2011.html" target="_blank"&gt;Last year I chose &lt;b&gt;connect&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/a&gt;And I think I achieved it. Looking back, I do think I made an effort to have stronger connections with my family, friends and clients throughout the year. Now we're moving into 2012 and the new word is &lt;b&gt;reach&lt;/b&gt;. My business grew well last year but now it's time to make it grow even more. The girls are gaining independence and I'll continue to help them learn to soar. I've gotten some basic things done around the house, but I want to get outside my comfort zone and hire a carpenter to begin some customization. I'm going to reach in some new ways this coming year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you didn't see it on Facebook, we're making a big leap in the type of vacations we usually plan and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OqwydSCQFcw&amp;amp;feature=plcp&amp;amp;context=C37814d5UDOEgsToPDskKJvcSQUnAy_W01bpqJ-pEb" target="_blank"&gt;we're going to DisneyWorld&lt;/a&gt;. More on that later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a word for 2012? Leave a comment and let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-1016106391844510225?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1016106391844510225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=1016106391844510225&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/1016106391844510225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/1016106391844510225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/12/one-little-word-reach.html' title='One Little Word: Reach.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGCoJMp6W5o/Tv531xeYqUI/AAAAAAAAFFI/_USvTu2HTSQ/s72-c/reach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-7172829787017941403</id><published>2011-12-24T09:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T09:29:03.947-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lexi'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0sdtyAbOzII/TvXvap4W91I/AAAAAAAAFEw/uXt4rMRtZ24/s1600/merrylexi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0sdtyAbOzII/TvXvap4W91I/AAAAAAAAFEw/uXt4rMRtZ24/s1600/merrylexi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wishing you a lovely Christmas Eve and Christmas Day! I'll be taking some time off to enjoy the holidays with my family. Hope you get to do the same!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-7172829787017941403?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7172829787017941403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=7172829787017941403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/7172829787017941403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/7172829787017941403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0sdtyAbOzII/TvXvap4W91I/AAAAAAAAFEw/uXt4rMRtZ24/s72-c/merrylexi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-2655966931238232062</id><published>2011-12-17T15:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T15:22:22.552-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><title type='text'>Last-minute shopping! | Memphis family photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X-BGPCQpRGo/Tu0HyC0LZ2I/AAAAAAAAFEk/4mg381cAbnU/s1600/holidayGCemail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="457" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X-BGPCQpRGo/Tu0HyC0LZ2I/AAAAAAAAFEk/4mg381cAbnU/s640/holidayGCemail.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-2655966931238232062?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2655966931238232062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=2655966931238232062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2655966931238232062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2655966931238232062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-minute-shopping-memphis-family.html' title='Last-minute shopping! | Memphis family photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X-BGPCQpRGo/Tu0HyC0LZ2I/AAAAAAAAFEk/4mg381cAbnU/s72-c/holidayGCemail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-8754989648774488968</id><published>2011-12-16T21:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T21:22:07.983-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newborn'/><title type='text'>Irresistable | Memphis newborn photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2X94jlzB_xA/TuwKNULjIcI/AAAAAAAAFEc/z3gJPNd0gIs/s1600/stwins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2X94jlzB_xA/TuwKNULjIcI/AAAAAAAAFEc/z3gJPNd0gIs/s1600/stwins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sigh. It's possible that I may have mentioned before that I love photographing newborns. These twins girls were in the studio last week and I just had to post a sneak peek for their sweet mom. They were tiny and lovely. And I would like everyone reading this to have a baby so I can photograph him or her. Right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-8754989648774488968?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8754989648774488968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=8754989648774488968&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8754989648774488968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8754989648774488968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/12/irresistable-memphis-newborn.html' title='Irresistable | Memphis newborn photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2X94jlzB_xA/TuwKNULjIcI/AAAAAAAAFEc/z3gJPNd0gIs/s72-c/stwins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-8706402080289617834</id><published>2011-12-07T14:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T14:03:47.763-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ballet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><title type='text'>The Nutcracker, 2011 edition.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9e8fxOWBAg0/Tt_D2lvyx7I/AAAAAAAAFDw/yH-dySA8d68/s1600/anut1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9e8fxOWBAg0/Tt_D2lvyx7I/AAAAAAAAFDw/yH-dySA8d68/s1600/anut1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's December, so it must mean that it's time for the Children's Ballet Nutcracker. I've said it before, but I love this version so much. Not just because Audrey is in it, but because it's so focused on the children's roles. It's completely adorable in every way. That's Audrey, above, in her Little Doll costume backstage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SYK1cilQwqQ/Tt_D3YuLpkI/AAAAAAAAFD4/HZDJ1yWSm0g/s1600/anut2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SYK1cilQwqQ/Tt_D3YuLpkI/AAAAAAAAFD4/HZDJ1yWSm0g/s1600/anut2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My dad and stepmom were in town and we came to the Sunday afternoon show. I figure they've worked out the kinks in the two Saturday shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ag-fs5BUjLE/Tt_D4I6h_nI/AAAAAAAAFEA/NPXBwbqWYD8/s1600/anut3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ag-fs5BUjLE/Tt_D4I6h_nI/AAAAAAAAFEA/NPXBwbqWYD8/s1600/anut3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Audrey's group is a bunch of wind-up dolls, meant to please and delight Clara and her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U8WsToz3Irk/Tt_D5KvnHYI/AAAAAAAAFEI/HREy8YA1qGY/s1600/anut4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U8WsToz3Irk/Tt_D5KvnHYI/AAAAAAAAFEI/HREy8YA1qGY/s1600/anut4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My favorite part is that after the dolls "wind down", Nanny (who is our dear friend and Audrey's ballet teacher, Erin) picks up Audrey, who keeps her seated shape as she's carried off stage. It's darling, I'm telling you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iO_3oHhYnHU/Tt_D5_qMIFI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/f-Bh6GMmLeI/s1600/anut5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iO_3oHhYnHU/Tt_D5_qMIFI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/f-Bh6GMmLeI/s1600/anut5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Audrey is third from the right at the curtain call, above. This year's three shows were sold out, so next November, when I remind you to get your tickets, do it fast! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Note: I did take photos of the entire dress rehearsal. Those photos will be available through &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/"&gt;www.marcilambert.com&lt;/a&gt; by Sunday, Dec. 11. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-8706402080289617834?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8706402080289617834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=8706402080289617834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8706402080289617834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8706402080289617834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/12/nutcracker-2011-edition.html' title='The Nutcracker, 2011 edition.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9e8fxOWBAg0/Tt_D2lvyx7I/AAAAAAAAFDw/yH-dySA8d68/s72-c/anut1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-9127623999872114274</id><published>2011-11-30T09:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T09:49:36.863-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Three modern girls | Memphis child photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MVc9amHVyuQ/TtZNoot8tYI/AAAAAAAAFDo/JrIqoKI0BdY/s1600/ggirls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MVc9amHVyuQ/TtZNoot8tYI/AAAAAAAAFDo/JrIqoKI0BdY/s1600/ggirls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Poor, neglected bloggity blog. I have it written on my daily calendar to do a blog post each afternoon but as this is the busiest time of year for me, that just hasn't happened. Even though my holiday cutoff was Nov. 12, I've had other sessions to shoot which aren't technically due before Christmas. So I've been editing/ordering the Christmas ones and also trying to wrap up the others as well. Because I love the holidays and would like to sit around in my pajamas watching Christmas movies and drinking hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I scurry around getting things knocked off my list, here's a sneak peek for one of the sweetest people I know. I was thrilled to have the opportunity to photograph her three girls. And while she loves all things vintage, my orders from the girls were "no vintage!" No problem, ladies. I'm a modern girl, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-9127623999872114274?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/9127623999872114274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=9127623999872114274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/9127623999872114274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/9127623999872114274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/11/three-modern-girls-memphis-child.html' title='Three modern girls | Memphis child photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MVc9amHVyuQ/TtZNoot8tYI/AAAAAAAAFDo/JrIqoKI0BdY/s72-c/ggirls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-7898957259661223997</id><published>2011-11-21T09:37:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T09:37:00.419-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><title type='text'>Almost forgotten.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n8daW_-mE1k/TsnIINucr0I/AAAAAAAAFDY/FalKR0WhuOc/s1600/fieldA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n8daW_-mE1k/TsnIINucr0I/AAAAAAAAFDY/FalKR0WhuOc/s1600/fieldA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6yw07t4R_cc/TsnIIkDzHKI/AAAAAAAAFDg/XUiv0afnn44/s1600/fieldM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6yw07t4R_cc/TsnIIkDzHKI/AAAAAAAAFDg/XUiv0afnn44/s1600/fieldM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Christmas season has officially kicked into gear for the Lamberts. We've bought presents for all 13 nieces and nephews, and the girls and I have watched our first Christmas movie. I'm still thinking about our card concept, but I have started working on the annual photobooks for us and our parents. Each year I go through all the photos I've taken and pull a few hundred to make into a bound book. I love having a record of our year and the grandparents love it too. It's my favorite thing to make every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday night, as I was going through the images, I found the two above on my laptop. I had taken them during a trip to Maryland this summer when I coaxed the girls out into the wheat fields surrounding my dad's farm. I had never edited them, probably because they stayed on the laptop. And I can't believe I almost lost track of them. I edited them in a different way than usual, which is fun to do with my personal images. I can't believe I nearly missed them. But they'll make it into the book this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-7898957259661223997?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7898957259661223997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=7898957259661223997&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/7898957259661223997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/7898957259661223997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/11/almost-forgotten.html' title='Almost forgotten.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n8daW_-mE1k/TsnIINucr0I/AAAAAAAAFDY/FalKR0WhuOc/s72-c/fieldA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-3688029314299229901</id><published>2011-11-10T12:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T12:04:27.778-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><title type='text'>Fall soccer 2011.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sfNBzFp3fCM/TrwNSMqi4mI/AAAAAAAAFC4/EiRznwilIw0/s1600/soccerfall1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sfNBzFp3fCM/TrwNSMqi4mI/AAAAAAAAFC4/EiRznwilIw0/s1600/soccerfall1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's my goalie up there. Margret started playing in the box at the end of the spring season and her coach liked what he saw. So she's played goalie for most of this season. And she loves it. She's also pretty good at it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VUx_dA0fg7I/TrwNTNhyGuI/AAAAAAAAFDA/rZU2eC2_rug/s1600/soccerfall2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VUx_dA0fg7I/TrwNTNhyGuI/AAAAAAAAFDA/rZU2eC2_rug/s1600/soccerfall2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The last few games she's been even better. John talked to her about being ready and moving around in anticipation of the ball. This was the last game and she did such a great job. I'm so glad she loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rCd35BIQXQw/TrwNUFKRt_I/AAAAAAAAFDI/yo1jCQ4AZeM/s1600/soccerfall3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rCd35BIQXQw/TrwNUFKRt_I/AAAAAAAAFDI/yo1jCQ4AZeM/s1600/soccerfall3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Audrey had her last game a little later the same day (she's second from the ball). Frankly, her interest is waning a bit. Her class moved to a bigger field this season with more girls on the field and the game has become tougher (meaning they haven't had the winning season they are used to). Still, she loves her teammates. So we will see about next spring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-3688029314299229901?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3688029314299229901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=3688029314299229901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3688029314299229901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3688029314299229901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/11/fall-soccer-2011.html' title='Fall soccer 2011.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sfNBzFp3fCM/TrwNSMqi4mI/AAAAAAAAFC4/EiRznwilIw0/s72-c/soccerfall1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-2562633480497324660</id><published>2011-11-09T13:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T13:02:02.885-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Boy on the move | Memphis child photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xb-qLDDmvXg/TrrK6ur6ELI/AAAAAAAAFCo/xkRuU1AplPw/s1600/H_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xb-qLDDmvXg/TrrK6ur6ELI/AAAAAAAAFCo/xkRuU1AplPw/s1600/H_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He is one of my favorite clients. Perhaps it's because he's just adorable. Or maybe it's because his mom is my favorite baby stylist (don't you want that sweater for yourself?). Maybe it's because he belongs to a supersweet family. Hmm, I'm going with adorable first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cNOIXvh22lk/TrrK7RUamvI/AAAAAAAAFCw/QIu1aGKmeSs/s1600/h_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cNOIXvh22lk/TrrK7RUamvI/AAAAAAAAFCw/QIu1aGKmeSs/s1600/h_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've photographed him many times, though my &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/#pages/Pricing%20&amp;amp;%20Sessions/Maternity%20+%20Newborn%20+%20First%20Year" target="_blank"&gt;Baby's First Year plan&lt;/a&gt; (which he's outgrown now) and he was just awesome to work with. I was a bit concerned about this session, because I knew he's at the age where he can easily move but cannot be reasoned with. It's the stage also known as "being a toddler". His mom wisely chose my new &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/#pages/Pricing%20&amp;amp;%20Sessions/Casual%20Portrait%20Sessions" target="_blank"&gt;Simple Session&lt;/a&gt; and we were able to get the perfect images for their Christmas card. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year he'll be a little older and I'll be able to talk to him, direct him, make him laugh with a funny noise, etc. And I just can't wait to photograph him again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-2562633480497324660?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2562633480497324660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=2562633480497324660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2562633480497324660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2562633480497324660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/11/boy-on-move-memphis-child-photographer.html' title='Boy on the move | Memphis child photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xb-qLDDmvXg/TrrK6ur6ELI/AAAAAAAAFCo/xkRuU1AplPw/s72-c/H_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-6178099539810613973</id><published>2011-11-08T12:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T12:52:28.789-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studio'/><title type='text'>Lucky me | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y9vNlYutTy8/Trl42-12SWI/AAAAAAAAFCY/s-JnbqYYeDY/s1600/studio4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y9vNlYutTy8/Trl42-12SWI/AAAAAAAAFCY/s-JnbqYYeDY/s1600/studio4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is where I get to work. I love my studio. It's come a long from this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gPWPej8qOM4/Trl5ESGN9VI/AAAAAAAAFCg/7sQpjl05gmI/s1600/1-02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gPWPej8qOM4/Trl5ESGN9VI/AAAAAAAAFCg/7sQpjl05gmI/s1600/1-02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After emailing my thoughts to my designer sister a few weeks ago, I figured out what type of guest seating I wanted and found it all online. I'm still waiting for an upholstered slipper chair (to go where the b&amp;amp;w chair is now; it will move to another spot) and I have some thoughts about a round tufted ottoman that I may DIY. Or I guess DIMyself. And I still need to paint the trim white. And work on the built-in area (not shown) to organize it better. And re-organize the prop closets (also not shown). Or I could just take a nap on that Marci-sized couch...the point is that I don't know if rooms are ever really finished. But I'm pretty happy with this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-6178099539810613973?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6178099539810613973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=6178099539810613973&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6178099539810613973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6178099539810613973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/11/lucky-me-memphis-photographer.html' title='Lucky me | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y9vNlYutTy8/Trl42-12SWI/AAAAAAAAFCY/s-JnbqYYeDY/s72-c/studio4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-1706776519820097621</id><published>2011-11-03T08:15:00.032-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T08:15:01.225-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>The Smile Session | Memphis child photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eSj270aNMiI/TrGrFP8taFI/AAAAAAAAFAI/bgOH0Gk1HvM/s1600/betsycard_front2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="463" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eSj270aNMiI/TrGrFP8taFI/AAAAAAAAFAI/bgOH0Gk1HvM/s640/betsycard_front2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My children have been going to &lt;a href="http://vhfhaiti.blogspot.com/2011/04/unit.html"&gt;Betsy Barcroft, DDS&lt;/a&gt;, for years. She's a wonderful, thoughtful dentist and over the years I've talked to her about the charity work she does in the US and abroad. She is extremely dedicated to helping children who are less fortunate, and a few months back I asked how I could help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came up with the idea of a special portrait session where part of the fee would go toward building a fully equipped &lt;a href="http://www.visitationhospital.org/node/243"&gt;dental clinic in Haiti through Visitation Clinic&lt;/a&gt;. Based on a survey of school-aged children there, over 95% have untreated dental problems. Dr. Betsy would like to change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the month of November, I'm offering a &lt;b&gt;Smile Session&lt;/b&gt;. It's 30 minutes at my East Memphis studio and includes a consultation, one 5x7 print, a 10-15 image proofbook and an ordering appointment. The cost is $175 per child and $50 of that will go toward the dental clinic. All sessions must take place in November. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a great way to update your child's portraits (and maybe get your Christmas card done), and you can help improve the health of other children. Call me at 901-568-0211 or email marci (at) marcilambert (dot) com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-1706776519820097621?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1706776519820097621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=1706776519820097621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/1706776519820097621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/1706776519820097621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/11/smile-session-memphis-child.html' title='The Smile Session | Memphis child photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eSj270aNMiI/TrGrFP8taFI/AAAAAAAAFAI/bgOH0Gk1HvM/s72-c/betsycard_front2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-8115560699509575019</id><published>2011-11-02T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T12:15:01.025-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maternity'/><title type='text'>Simply Beautiful V | Memphis maternity photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbcQ66udqlU/TrAmhuUNvXI/AAAAAAAAFAA/Vod9ETmpNsQ/s1600/maternity.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbcQ66udqlU/TrAmhuUNvXI/AAAAAAAAFAA/Vod9ETmpNsQ/s1600/maternity.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When V first came by for a &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/#pages/Pricing%20&amp;amp;%20Sessions/Maternity%20+%20Newborn%20+%20First%20Year"&gt;maternity/newborn&lt;/a&gt; consultation, I couldn't wait to get started. She's as sweet as she is lovely. And she was a great collaborator. I had plenty of wraps for her to use, but she brought some of her own too, to make sure her favorite colors were represented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My assistant, Liz, and I talked about how we could coordinate her upcoming newborn session to use some of the same sets and wraps. But before V could pick up her prints and custom thank you notes, Baby K decided to show up a few weeks early. We haven't photographed her yet, but if she's half as pretty as her mama, it should be a breeze. See you soon, V!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-8115560699509575019?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8115560699509575019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=8115560699509575019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8115560699509575019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8115560699509575019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/11/simply-beautiful-v-memphis-maternity.html' title='Simply Beautiful V | Memphis maternity photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbcQ66udqlU/TrAmhuUNvXI/AAAAAAAAFAA/Vod9ETmpNsQ/s72-c/maternity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-4878206001482347664</id><published>2011-11-01T11:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T11:44:13.407-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><title type='text'>Halloween 2011.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uB98DugyAWQ/TrAdTmuSj1I/AAAAAAAAE_Q/RMefOtz0Xnk/s1600/hallow11_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uB98DugyAWQ/TrAdTmuSj1I/AAAAAAAAE_Q/RMefOtz0Xnk/s1600/hallow11_1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Uh, where did my sweet little girls go? See above, Ninja and Zombie Fairy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RL8FZAbYsaI/TrAdY9L-muI/AAAAAAAAE_4/b_v6s4sWdcM/s1600/halloween2010_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RL8FZAbYsaI/TrAdY9L-muI/AAAAAAAAE_4/b_v6s4sWdcM/s1600/halloween2010_1.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last year they were goddesses: Artemis and Aphrodite. Lovely, lovely, full of light goddesses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_h3Fd6So7w/TrAdWewWIWI/AAAAAAAAE_Y/yPU7eHKa5nc/s1600/hallow11_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_h3Fd6So7w/TrAdWewWIWI/AAAAAAAAE_Y/yPU7eHKa5nc/s1600/hallow11_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now they have turned to the dark side. Audrey found her inspiration from one of the many Halloween catalogs we get. I don't even know what a Zombie Fairy is. But Audrey felt it important to pose (left) like the girl in the catalog. Then I made her laugh. We created her outfit out of things we found at Goodwill. I love it when we can create costumes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9wOWNRaXoA/TrAdW8CI96I/AAAAAAAAE_g/NBz-cAMiI6M/s1600/hallow11_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9wOWNRaXoA/TrAdW8CI96I/AAAAAAAAE_g/NBz-cAMiI6M/s1600/hallow11_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Margret initially wanted to be Cleopatra. While we were in the fabric store, she told me she wasn't so sure anymore. And I'm all like, "that's cool. Just tell me before I buy fabric." She then said she didn't want to go trick-or-treating because she doesn't like scary decorations. I was cool with that too. Then she said she &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; want to go, but didn't want me to take photos of her in costume. After I got finished laughing my head off at that, I told her that was not a possibility. If she was dressing up, I'd have a camera in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out she didn't mind photos at all. Somehow she decided on Ninja and we picked up a $7 Ninja accessories kit at Target, along with black pants and a shirt. Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxNeHS3rQFQ/TrAdXoJCLvI/AAAAAAAAE_o/olbDOx265og/s1600/hallow11_4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxNeHS3rQFQ/TrAdXoJCLvI/AAAAAAAAE_o/olbDOx265og/s1600/hallow11_4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Even though we had costumes and candy a few weeks ago, I have never felt less prepared for Halloween night. I forgot to add "trick-or-treating" to my weekly calendar and didn't even look for the facepaint I had stashed until 5pm Monday. I sprayed colored hairspray in Audrey's hair and slapped some makeup on her. Not my best work. Luckily Margret just had to wear a hood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately they were quite happy with the costumes and didn't balk at me making them wear black sweaters when we went out. And they got a ton of candy. So I guess it all worked out after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_550971504"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_550971505"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-4878206001482347664?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4878206001482347664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=4878206001482347664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4878206001482347664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4878206001482347664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-2011.html' title='Halloween 2011.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uB98DugyAWQ/TrAdTmuSj1I/AAAAAAAAE_Q/RMefOtz0Xnk/s72-c/hallow11_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-4951937686671156881</id><published>2011-10-25T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T08:39:00.054-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><title type='text'>They play like girls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBMpRmx9u4I/TqXbHfBCGkI/AAAAAAAAE-k/PijOLKYCHmc/s1600/memsoccer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBMpRmx9u4I/TqXbHfBCGkI/AAAAAAAAE-k/PijOLKYCHmc/s1600/memsoccer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was happy to capture this photo last week when we went to see the &lt;a href="http://www.gotigersgo.com/sports/w-soccer/mem-w-soccer-body.html"&gt;University of Memphis Lady Tigers play soccer&lt;/a&gt;. It was their last regular season home game and since then they have clinched their division championship and will be in the playoffs Nov. 2, right here in Memphis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the Ladies make some hard-hitting contact with the other team (holy cow! These girls are rough!), Margret's soccer team was invited on the field to get autographs. And as tough as they were in play, they were that much nicer in person. The players kept thanking us for coming and they signed whatever the girls brought, including a few who picked up the men's poster instead of the women's. I snagged Elise Kuhar-Pitters, the totally awesome goalie, and asked her to pose with Margret Lambert, another totally awesome goalie who managed to stop a penalty kick the day before (Elise missed hers, but they still won.). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad my girls get to see such fabulous role models. Go Tigers Go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-4951937686671156881?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4951937686671156881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=4951937686671156881&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4951937686671156881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4951937686671156881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/10/they-play-like-girls.html' title='They play like girls.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBMpRmx9u4I/TqXbHfBCGkI/AAAAAAAAE-k/PijOLKYCHmc/s72-c/memsoccer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-1220723728104161477</id><published>2011-10-24T12:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T12:07:27.501-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Flower girl | Memphis family photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Pn2Ids0wtw/TqWZVH3YN1I/AAAAAAAAE-c/HOXGLPT4nSE/s1600/garboard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Pn2Ids0wtw/TqWZVH3YN1I/AAAAAAAAE-c/HOXGLPT4nSE/s1600/garboard.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I loved getting to know this sweet family at our recent session. I especially loved the mom's great taste in pulling together outfits that coordinated but weren't overly matchy. Clothing makes a huge deal in portraits because the best expressions and poses can be overshadowed by outfits that aren't right. I often tell moms to pick one outfit, usually a child's, as an inspiration piece. In this case, the baby's dress had several colors that are replicated in the parents' outfits. Perfect. And there are a few different textures that add interest as well. Well done, mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it doesn't hurt to be a supercute young family, either. Baby S was a complete delight, even when we changed her into a chocolate and pink tutu, with flowered hat and chunky pearls. She was so happy and smiley; my favorite kind of baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, G family, for being so lovely!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-1220723728104161477?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1220723728104161477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=1220723728104161477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/1220723728104161477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/1220723728104161477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/10/flower-girl-memphis-family-photographer.html' title='Flower girl | Memphis family photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Pn2Ids0wtw/TqWZVH3YN1I/AAAAAAAAE-c/HOXGLPT4nSE/s72-c/garboard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-6360297527080662652</id><published>2011-10-21T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T11:20:26.167-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Some people call him Maurice | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HNMP-f2cUp4/TqGbS2XGvBI/AAAAAAAAE-Q/Bl5iaQmRyCc/s1600/maurice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HNMP-f2cUp4/TqGbS2XGvBI/AAAAAAAAE-Q/Bl5iaQmRyCc/s1600/maurice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I can't resist sharing a sneak peek from a &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/"&gt;session&lt;/a&gt; last weekend. This little dude was awesome, and I'm not talking about the penguin. More later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-6360297527080662652?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6360297527080662652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=6360297527080662652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6360297527080662652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6360297527080662652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/10/some-people-call-him-maurice-memphis.html' title='Some people call him Maurice | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HNMP-f2cUp4/TqGbS2XGvBI/AAAAAAAAE-Q/Bl5iaQmRyCc/s72-c/maurice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-6833895866203379765</id><published>2011-10-21T08:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T08:05:00.445-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Boys, for a change | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pMpfL0LzSo8/TqDTX0JtqzI/AAAAAAAAE-A/MjFgqlJYGu0/s1600/4e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pMpfL0LzSo8/TqDTX0JtqzI/AAAAAAAAE-A/MjFgqlJYGu0/s1600/4e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last week I had the chance to work on a special project (more details coming, I promise) and I needed a few boy models. I'm lucky enough to have a few girl models on permanent standby, so it was fun to work with some boys for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look how totally adorable they are. Kinda makes me want one. But I think I will have to settle for borrowing one on occasion. Anyhoo, these were both taken at my studio. Watch for info soon on some special sessions here. For boys &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lm-Vn6npZgY/TqDTYSUvNrI/AAAAAAAAE-I/I2IUcPt9qIY/s1600/4w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lm-Vn6npZgY/TqDTYSUvNrI/AAAAAAAAE-I/I2IUcPt9qIY/s1600/4w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-6833895866203379765?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6833895866203379765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=6833895866203379765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6833895866203379765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6833895866203379765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/10/boys-for-change-memphis-photographer.html' title='Boys, for a change | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pMpfL0LzSo8/TqDTX0JtqzI/AAAAAAAAE-A/MjFgqlJYGu0/s72-c/4e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-7276961296083802824</id><published>2011-10-18T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T11:06:57.603-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><title type='text'>Three girls | Memphis family photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t1nBo0thrCE/Tp2igQt6yGI/AAAAAAAAE94/rjjOVJQN1tA/s1600/scogblog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t1nBo0thrCE/Tp2igQt6yGI/AAAAAAAAE94/rjjOVJQN1tA/s1600/scogblog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Girls are sweet. And these three? Super sweet. We had a wonderful family portrait session a few weeks back and I loved every single image. The kids were great about playing silly games and the parents were great at making crazy faces behind my back to elicit smiles. I'm happy that many of these images will be up in their home, reminding them of just how much they love each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-7276961296083802824?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7276961296083802824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=7276961296083802824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/7276961296083802824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/7276961296083802824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/10/three-girls-memphis-family-photographer.html' title='Three girls | Memphis family photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t1nBo0thrCE/Tp2igQt6yGI/AAAAAAAAE94/rjjOVJQN1tA/s72-c/scogblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-8025605448326210226</id><published>2011-10-18T08:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T08:39:00.576-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><title type='text'>Holiday cutoff | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1sGAtRXdUP4/TpzZBLlJ13I/AAAAAAAAE9w/7wVeyxs1Shg/s1600/holiday+cutoff.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="457" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1sGAtRXdUP4/TpzZBLlJ13I/AAAAAAAAE9w/7wVeyxs1Shg/s640/holiday+cutoff.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm serious, people. If you'd like some Marci Lambert Photography love in time for Christmas delivery, you need to schedule your session to take place no later than Nov. 12. I do still have a few weekend times open, so jump on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will still be available for sessions throughout November and into December, so if you don't need holiday cards or giant canvas portraits for the grandparents, you're good. Bring on the newborns and the kids with winter birthdays and the boudoir clients trying to get a jump on Valentine's Day. Call me at 901-568-0211 or email marci (at) marcilambert (dot) com. I'd love to hear from you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-8025605448326210226?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8025605448326210226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=8025605448326210226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8025605448326210226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8025605448326210226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/10/holiday-cutoff-memphis-photographer.html' title='Holiday cutoff | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1sGAtRXdUP4/TpzZBLlJ13I/AAAAAAAAE9w/7wVeyxs1Shg/s72-c/holiday+cutoff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-5978952423739136349</id><published>2011-10-16T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T10:55:15.732-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Grateful for changes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F58LT24m6OA/Tpr74hr1b1I/AAAAAAAAE9o/skl1EMp3e5c/s1600/door.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F58LT24m6OA/Tpr74hr1b1I/AAAAAAAAE9o/skl1EMp3e5c/s1600/door.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For over a year I've lived with the exterior door on the left. I think it is really the ugliest door I have ever seen. And I truly wonder why anyone would have chosen it. I mean, look at it. Gah! But on Friday the installer came with my brand new exterior door and now I am happy. We get more light and less ugly. Hurray! And I no longer feel the need to apologize when clients come over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also grateful for the slight change in routine for a few days. The girls are on fall break through Monday, which means I don't have to get up in the dark. I never really sleep in any more, but I do like to see a bit of light upon awakening. Having Friday off also meant the girls and I could have some fall fun. We met John for lunch, then shopped for new clothes and Halloween stuff. It was a delightful afternoon away from work for me (although I was totally back on it that night. And Saturday.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall also brings a work change: I'm busier than ever. Right now I have sessions every weekend and I have boxes of products being delivered every day. There's editing to be done, inquiries to be answered, ideas to show my clients and orders to be packaged. All &lt;i&gt;right now&lt;/i&gt;. But everything is going to have to wait a bit longer as we are off on a family adventure this beautiful afternoon. Hope you are enjoying the changes of fall, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-5978952423739136349?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5978952423739136349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=5978952423739136349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5978952423739136349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5978952423739136349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/10/grateful-for-changes.html' title='Grateful for changes.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F58LT24m6OA/Tpr74hr1b1I/AAAAAAAAE9o/skl1EMp3e5c/s72-c/door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-2439330198547922806</id><published>2011-10-13T07:40:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T07:40:00.658-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Puppies! | Memphis Pet Photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-19Sf-EsjJwE/TpYzwZRm_GI/AAAAAAAAE9I/LV3-PSYlQ_M/s1600/pups1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-19Sf-EsjJwE/TpYzwZRm_GI/AAAAAAAAE9I/LV3-PSYlQ_M/s1600/pups1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I recently had the great fun of photographing these sweet puppies at my studio. Holy cow, they are cute. You have to understand that whenever the girls and I see dogs anywhere, one of us yells Puppies! so the others will see. We love, love, love all dogs. And it just so worked out that I scheduled the &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/"&gt;session&lt;/a&gt; for an afternoon when the girls were home. They like being my assistants with other kids, but they &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; like helping with puppies. Really.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0HskCMQb7Ys/TpYzw_reOlI/AAAAAAAAE9Q/a5LaR8nyeUo/s1600/pups2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0HskCMQb7Ys/TpYzw_reOlI/AAAAAAAAE9Q/a5LaR8nyeUo/s1600/pups2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We blocked the entrance to the rest of the house in an effort to contain them to one room, but that didn't stop them from exploring every inch (Lexi was at &lt;a href="http://www.browndoglodge.com/"&gt;Brown Dog Lodge&lt;/a&gt;; we didn't need her in the mix). I created a few sets, with the hopes that we could get something for a holiday card. Miss Belle, above, seemed to be the boss. When she found one of Lexi's toys, it became &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; toy and she was not interested in sharing. She was also the more active pup. It was hard to keep her in one place! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWSF6vtPy-c/TpYzxRi56bI/AAAAAAAAE9Y/B9HMubetoqY/s1600/pups3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWSF6vtPy-c/TpYzxRi56bI/AAAAAAAAE9Y/B9HMubetoqY/s1600/pups3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Blu, Belle's half-sibling, was a hair more mellow, but not much. Judicious use of treats and meow sounds got his attention for a few moments. It was a challenge to photograph them, but I really had a wonderful time. I would have loved to spend another hour just playing with them. So would the girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JO9WE7yYqsA/TpYzx0ZikbI/AAAAAAAAE9g/n7mj50JnWTo/s1600/pups4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JO9WE7yYqsA/TpYzx0ZikbI/AAAAAAAAE9g/n7mj50JnWTo/s1600/pups4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sweet Belle and Blu, thank you for entertaining us so well and tell your parents their framed prints and holiday cards are on the way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-2439330198547922806?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2439330198547922806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=2439330198547922806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2439330198547922806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2439330198547922806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/10/puppies-memphis-pet-photographer.html' title='Puppies! | Memphis Pet Photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-19Sf-EsjJwE/TpYzwZRm_GI/AAAAAAAAE9I/LV3-PSYlQ_M/s72-c/pups1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-6656087109687588088</id><published>2011-10-10T12:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T12:26:25.634-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Family of four | Memphis family photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OftecaTnMLg/TpMoezMnSmI/AAAAAAAAE8s/q8LZYLjLs-Q/s1600/thor1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OftecaTnMLg/TpMoezMnSmI/AAAAAAAAE8s/q8LZYLjLs-Q/s1600/thor1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had the delight of photographing this delightful family a few weeks ago. They chose a session at their home, which I love because it means I can incorporate some things that are meaningful to them, and because the kids are already relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R97mJiYFlM8/TpMoflZfNMI/AAAAAAAAE8w/nPHTSEatqps/s1600/thor2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R97mJiYFlM8/TpMoflZfNMI/AAAAAAAAE8w/nPHTSEatqps/s1600/thor2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We started out in the front of their house, which provided a great backdrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6nb_8ZvpuMo/TpMogN6Y-YI/AAAAAAAAE80/h_prrFmtGlw/s1600/thor3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6nb_8ZvpuMo/TpMogN6Y-YI/AAAAAAAAE80/h_prrFmtGlw/s1600/thor3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But I think my favorite spot was in the backyard. The sweet girls were so energetic but they did manage to sit still for a few close-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Tg4BX9TV2M/TpMog33DEqI/AAAAAAAAE84/fxbLyXiQjxc/s1600/thor4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Tg4BX9TV2M/TpMog33DEqI/AAAAAAAAE84/fxbLyXiQjxc/s1600/thor4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was also tickled to see one of my portraits already in their house: I had photographed the younger sister when I used to work with preschools.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rKtTTVrjGoA/TpMohaHZ7WI/AAAAAAAAE88/LCuejHbq9xg/s1600/thor5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rKtTTVrjGoA/TpMohaHZ7WI/AAAAAAAAE88/LCuejHbq9xg/s1600/thor5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Little Miss B had recently turned three and mom wanted a few portraits of her, in all her three-year-old-ness.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Py13VNNfvo/TpMoiAsAlEI/AAAAAAAAE9A/CXxDN2CWgyg/s1600/thor6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Py13VNNfvo/TpMoiAsAlEI/AAAAAAAAE9A/CXxDN2CWgyg/s1600/thor6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had to add Miss A back into the mix, though. These two remind me so much of my own two girls. They were spirited and creative and very funny. Thank you, T family for letting me into your lives and letting me photograph your beautiful children!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-6656087109687588088?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6656087109687588088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=6656087109687588088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6656087109687588088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6656087109687588088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/10/family-of-four-memphis-family.html' title='Family of four | Memphis family photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OftecaTnMLg/TpMoezMnSmI/AAAAAAAAE8s/q8LZYLjLs-Q/s72-c/thor1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-4213975730233259333</id><published>2011-10-07T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T15:46:16.611-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commercial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><title type='text'>WKNO portraits | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mvAfsQPLY_k/To9hSG3jzmI/AAAAAAAAE8o/vytk8WeUn_Q/s1600/wkno.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mvAfsQPLY_k/To9hSG3jzmI/AAAAAAAAE8o/vytk8WeUn_Q/s1600/wkno.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While I truly love photographing&lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/"&gt; newborns, children and families&lt;/a&gt;, I also love the challenge of commercial work. I was recently asked to photograph several of the on-air staff at WKNO 91.1 FM. I started thinking about what type of person is hardest to photograph, and number one would have to be toddlers. Second would have be adults who don't want their photo taken. That would include about 98% of the adult population. All of the above were nervous, but I did my best to help them relax and be themselves, and I was so happy that everything turned out beautifully. It was a blast to meet everyone and get a personal tour of WKNO's gorgeous facility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering which one is Kacky Walton? Darel Snodgrass? Hop on over to their &lt;a href="http://www.wknofm.org/"&gt;newly redesigned website&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.wknofm.org/people/capacity/staff"&gt;find out more&lt;/a&gt;. And let me know if you have a commercial project that needs photography.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-4213975730233259333?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4213975730233259333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=4213975730233259333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4213975730233259333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4213975730233259333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/10/wkno-portraits-memphis-photographer.html' title='WKNO portraits | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mvAfsQPLY_k/To9hSG3jzmI/AAAAAAAAE8o/vytk8WeUn_Q/s72-c/wkno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-2627387197999318204</id><published>2011-10-04T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T13:33:05.931-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commercial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff i like'/><title type='text'>Mama y Wawa | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BKXO3tgPJPA/TotOgCMsj4I/AAAAAAAAE8c/GeJcRKPCWnA/s1600/mamaywawa_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BKXO3tgPJPA/TotOgCMsj4I/AAAAAAAAE8c/GeJcRKPCWnA/s640/mamaywawa_2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have a friend who makes the most adorable hairbobs -- headbands, clips, etc. I recently took Audrey out for her own private portrait session (yes, she requested it) and I asked Kristin if we could borrow some of her pieces.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W7M4yoU7_wM/TotOh1AqPYI/AAAAAAAAE8g/Dmo_5p9QmWk/s1600/mamaywawa_4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W7M4yoU7_wM/TotOh1AqPYI/AAAAAAAAE8g/Dmo_5p9QmWk/s640/mamaywawa_4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Audrey's session was hampered by rain, so we cut things short and came back home. We hadn't gotten to use all the accessories, so when the weather cleared, I had both girls come into the backyard and we photographed the rest. And since I had them all, I decided to photograph each piece for Kristin to use in her marketing efforts.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FE90s__MqS0/TotOlT72byI/AAAAAAAAE8k/y-Ags0hkJA8/s1600/mamaywawa_9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FE90s__MqS0/TotOlT72byI/AAAAAAAAE8k/y-Ags0hkJA8/s640/mamaywawa_9.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Check out her &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography?ref=mf#%21/mamaywawa"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; page: Mama y Wawa (that's mother and baby in Quechua, the native language of Bolivia where she spent time in the Peace Corps). She also has a display at the &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography?ref=mf#%21/pages/Trolley-Stop-Market/266796357478"&gt;Trolley Stop &lt;/a&gt;Market. Just typing that makes me hungry for their pizza. And just because I really love her work, if you wear a Mama y Wawa creation in a &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/"&gt;portrait session&lt;/a&gt; with me, I'll give you a $50 print credit. Promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-2627387197999318204?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2627387197999318204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=2627387197999318204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2627387197999318204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2627387197999318204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/10/mama-y-wawa-memphis-photographer.html' title='Mama y Wawa | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BKXO3tgPJPA/TotOgCMsj4I/AAAAAAAAE8c/GeJcRKPCWnA/s72-c/mamaywawa_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-4461307526712454821</id><published>2011-09-30T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T13:03:42.251-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memorial park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weddings'/><title type='text'>Hawkins wedding | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-52ZrKUn-iZU/ToYBuQ3c-zI/AAAAAAAAE8I/PA-9LQ4MzdQ/s1600/hawk1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-52ZrKUn-iZU/ToYBuQ3c-zI/AAAAAAAAE8I/PA-9LQ4MzdQ/s1600/hawk1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, first of all, I don't do &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/"&gt;weddings&lt;/a&gt;. I'm a portrait photographer and have no plans to expand from the mostly family work that I do. But I will do a wedding if it's small, brief and for two lovely people who are very much in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gdak9isnWcM/ToYBvDVSaoI/AAAAAAAAE8M/OgAjzbVMjwY/s1600/hawk2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gdak9isnWcM/ToYBvDVSaoI/AAAAAAAAE8M/OgAjzbVMjwY/s1600/hawk2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've known the bride since our girls were in second grade together. I like her straight-forward, hilarious style. When she asked me about being their photographer, I invited them into my studio for a consultation, where met her handsome groom, who seems like an awesome catch (as I have my own awesome catch we can assume I'm an authority). We were all on the same page about their outdoor ceremony and I was truly excited for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hGyoFXFoiAY/ToYBv9MTIdI/AAAAAAAAE8Q/tKiFfME8vSE/s1600/hawk3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hGyoFXFoiAY/ToYBv9MTIdI/AAAAAAAAE8Q/tKiFfME8vSE/s1600/hawk3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The wedding day arrived and it was, um, hot. Like super crazy hot. And while the ceremony took place in the sun, we found some shade for portraits afterward. Despite the hot, the couple's three children were delightful.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tNkpK01Qa1M/ToYBwkxup8I/AAAAAAAAE8U/M2nLP8eknkc/s1600/hawk4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tNkpK01Qa1M/ToYBwkxup8I/AAAAAAAAE8U/M2nLP8eknkc/s1600/hawk4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And so was the rest of the family. I've attended many weddings and I like to see how brides and grooms deal with the inevitable problems during the day (I think it's an indicator of their relationship). Super hot wedding in the sun? No problem for these folks. It was truly an honor to be a witness to the blending of these families. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s0a1QmAWNGo/ToYBzfGw5dI/AAAAAAAAE8Y/oiffixX57Ao/s1600/hawk5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s0a1QmAWNGo/ToYBzfGw5dI/AAAAAAAAE8Y/oiffixX57Ao/s1600/hawk5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A &amp;amp; J, thank you for allowing me to be part of your day. I wish you 100 years of happiness together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-4461307526712454821?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4461307526712454821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=4461307526712454821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4461307526712454821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4461307526712454821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/09/hawkins-wedding-memphis-photographer.html' title='Hawkins wedding | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-52ZrKUn-iZU/ToYBuQ3c-zI/AAAAAAAAE8I/PA-9LQ4MzdQ/s72-c/hawk1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-2921052137116233205</id><published>2011-09-26T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T09:11:00.289-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commercial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><title type='text'>Commercial session at Shelby Farms Park | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7tSTCuDmW5s/ToCG4J7jX3I/AAAAAAAAE70/uvei9TdLjK8/s1600/d1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7tSTCuDmW5s/ToCG4J7jX3I/AAAAAAAAE70/uvei9TdLjK8/s1600/d1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I recently worked on a &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/#pages/Pricing%20&amp;amp;%20Sessions/Commercial%20work"&gt;commercial session&lt;/a&gt; for a client in Memphis. We took our models deep into &lt;a href="http://www.shelbyfarmspark.org/"&gt;Shelby Farms Park&lt;/a&gt; and spent a few hours working on various scenes and poses. I can't say too much more about the project, but I was happy they gave me permission to post a few of my favorites here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-09h2wTDGCp0/ToCG47Dt4dI/AAAAAAAAE74/k9ECeXZHK9U/s1600/d2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-09h2wTDGCp0/ToCG47Dt4dI/AAAAAAAAE74/k9ECeXZHK9U/s1600/d2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B39TQ_8Phe4/ToCG5m_P6sI/AAAAAAAAE78/8ehGmblJXp4/s1600/d3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B39TQ_8Phe4/ToCG5m_P6sI/AAAAAAAAE78/8ehGmblJXp4/s1600/d3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VdX8InvrITM/ToCG6U5OobI/AAAAAAAAE8A/OYMx1au09cE/s1600/d4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VdX8InvrITM/ToCG6U5OobI/AAAAAAAAE8A/OYMx1au09cE/s1600/d4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-STebHBt582Y/ToCG648ut9I/AAAAAAAAE8E/m4kKIgHxyq0/s1600/d5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-STebHBt582Y/ToCG648ut9I/AAAAAAAAE8E/m4kKIgHxyq0/s1600/d5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-2921052137116233205?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2921052137116233205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=2921052137116233205&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2921052137116233205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2921052137116233205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/09/commercial-session-at-shelby-farms-park.html' title='Commercial session at Shelby Farms Park | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7tSTCuDmW5s/ToCG4J7jX3I/AAAAAAAAE70/uvei9TdLjK8/s72-c/d1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-6480378512158712614</id><published>2011-09-21T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T13:08:28.318-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Holiday card proof books | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fv8liaxp8xA/TnolgnyqnxI/AAAAAAAAE7w/mMREv1UEM-w/s1600/mlambert_DAcards.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fv8liaxp8xA/TnolgnyqnxI/AAAAAAAAE7w/mMREv1UEM-w/s640/mlambert_DAcards.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm a huge fan of the photography tools website, &lt;a href="http://designaglow.com/store/storefront.php"&gt;Design Aglow&lt;/a&gt;. I buy many of my templates and tools from them, and &lt;a href="http://designaglow.com/inspiration/holiday-card-mini-guides-to-streamline-sales-sessions/"&gt;today they are featuring one of my ideas&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years I've bought several of their holiday card templates and I wanted an easy way for clients to view them. So I created proof books, one for each line of cards. As I buy new templates, I can easily add another book to the group. And since many of my clients have chosen to order cards, I have lots of printed samples for them to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you scheduled your fall portrait session yet? September is creeping to a close, so hop to it. November 12 is the last day I'll schedule sessions that need holiday delivery. Call me at 901-568-0211 and let's create something beautiful together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-6480378512158712614?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6480378512158712614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=6480378512158712614&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6480378512158712614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6480378512158712614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/09/holiday-card-proof-books-memphis.html' title='Holiday card proof books | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fv8liaxp8xA/TnolgnyqnxI/AAAAAAAAE7w/mMREv1UEM-w/s72-c/mlambert_DAcards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-8657823286629393064</id><published>2011-09-17T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T08:43:15.830-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Children's Ballet Theater Nutcracker | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WTKISr2VJjw/TnSgsrQMuMI/AAAAAAAAE7s/jYtWRk83L0g/s1600/nutphotos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WTKISr2VJjw/TnSgsrQMuMI/AAAAAAAAE7s/jYtWRk83L0g/s1600/nutphotos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of our favorite holiday traditions has become seeing the Nutcracker. Back when John and I were dating, we were given some tickets to the dress rehearsal of a performance at the Orpheum (I can't remember who was doing it). That was the first time we had both seen it live. When Margret was in second grade, she tried out for a part in a traveling production of the Moscow Ballet and we got to see her dance on stage at the Cannon Center downtown. For the past three (or four? time goes fast) the girls have been involved in the &lt;a href="http://www.balletchildren.com/"&gt;Children's Ballet Theater&lt;/a&gt; version of the Nutcracker, and I have to say I'm partial to this one. It's a very child-centered production that includes professional dancers. But all the kids in the CBT program are included in this version. I love that they all get to be part of a great story and get some time on a stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margret moved on from ballet to other interests a few years ago, but Audrey still loves it. John and I donate our time to create the program for the Nutcracker and to produce ads for it. This year, I'm offering ballet portrait mini-sessions for those who want to purchase an ad for their child in the program. For a $75 fee, you get a 15-minute session with five preview images. One image may be used at no charge in your ad and you may also choose one 5x7 print. Children's Ballet Theater works so hard to put on a beautiful, heartfelt performance each year and ad sales go toward covering production costs. Call me at 901-568-0211 to set up your &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/"&gt;session&lt;/a&gt; (must be scheduled to take place by Oct. 22).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-8657823286629393064?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8657823286629393064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=8657823286629393064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8657823286629393064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8657823286629393064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/09/childrens-ballet-theater-nutcracker.html' title='Children&apos;s Ballet Theater Nutcracker | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WTKISr2VJjw/TnSgsrQMuMI/AAAAAAAAE7s/jYtWRk83L0g/s72-c/nutphotos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-1573278350258886212</id><published>2011-09-14T11:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T11:14:20.210-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Baby H grows up | Memphis Baby Photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BtwNGiVeMJ8/TnDOFCPcIqI/AAAAAAAAE7c/0yVCIJraqxY/s1600/babyHC_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BtwNGiVeMJ8/TnDOFCPcIqI/AAAAAAAAE7c/0yVCIJraqxY/s1600/babyHC_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is baby H. Alright, I think I need to call him Big Boy H, because I've had the joy of watching him grow from &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/#pages/Pricing%20&amp;amp;%20Sessions/Maternity%20+%20Newborn%20+%20First%20Year"&gt;calm baby to mischievous toddler in the last year&lt;/a&gt;. Baby H lives in the most wonderful midtown house that has been lovingly restored and decorated by his awesome parents. I wish I could shoot every session there. It's really that beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IO4i4Z5z6Xc/TnDOGHPaamI/AAAAAAAAE7g/-LXsTP6jw1I/s1600/babyHC_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IO4i4Z5z6Xc/TnDOGHPaamI/AAAAAAAAE7g/-LXsTP6jw1I/s1600/babyHC_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For instance, admire &lt;strike&gt;baby&lt;/strike&gt; Big Boy H above, but also take a look at that wallpaper. It is glorious. I couldn't stop looking at it during the session, and afterward I had to show it to some friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also appreciate how much BBH's parents love the portraits I've done for them. They are up all over the house. Mom has a great knack for using portraits as art and enhancing them with her decor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TgyyTLO4t94/TnDOGzP4HnI/AAAAAAAAE7k/WAWPZPVtFa8/s1600/babyHC_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TgyyTLO4t94/TnDOGzP4HnI/AAAAAAAAE7k/WAWPZPVtFa8/s1600/babyHC_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For this last session, I designed an image box (used for holding prints or other small items), and I used a photo of the wallpaper as a background element. I knew she'd love it and it also fits in perfectly in the house. This family has been a dream client: gorgeous baby and an excellent sense of style. I'm so excited to be working with them again on a &lt;a href="http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/09/holiday-cards-made-easy-memphis.html"&gt;Fall Mini-session&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NAvjQMSDvH8/TnDOIs2lFyI/AAAAAAAAE7o/_0Q6dlkH-wE/s1600/babyHC_4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NAvjQMSDvH8/TnDOIs2lFyI/AAAAAAAAE7o/_0Q6dlkH-wE/s1600/babyHC_4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you, BBH, for being such an awesome kid! I've loved watching you grow and can't wait to see what you'll do next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-1573278350258886212?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1573278350258886212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=1573278350258886212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/1573278350258886212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/1573278350258886212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-h-grows-up-memphis-baby.html' title='Baby H grows up | Memphis Baby Photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BtwNGiVeMJ8/TnDOFCPcIqI/AAAAAAAAE7c/0yVCIJraqxY/s72-c/babyHC_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-5888062507984421495</id><published>2011-09-11T12:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T12:54:01.671-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Grateful for ten more years.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ArzoYyfiBY/Tmz1QJk_b2I/AAAAAAAAE7Y/9UYSsPsxTxY/s1600/flag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ArzoYyfiBY/Tmz1QJk_b2I/AAAAAAAAE7Y/9UYSsPsxTxY/s1600/flag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today it's very easy to be grateful for everything around me. In many ways this was a typical day for us. We had a pancake breakfast, but this time we watched live coverage of the 9/11 memorial ceremony. Of course we try to explain what happened to the girls. They sort of get it, but not completely. Even I don't completely get it. Who does?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tell them about how we went to work that day. John dropped four-month-old Margret off at daycare before he headed to the Redbirds. I was just getting to work at Conaway Brown, a downtown ad agency, while listening to NPR in my car. I heard a plane had hit one of the towers and I assumed it was a small plane in distress. Then I heard that a second plane hit and I couldn't comprehend it. Walking with me in the parking garage, one of my coworkers just said "terrorists" and suddenly it was making sense. In the worst way possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone brought in a tv or two to the office and we gathered around. I felt sick as the towers crumbled. A tv commentator mentioned the difficulty of getting disabled people out of the buildings and I just slid down the doorway where I was standing. I tried to find out more on the internet, but CNN had to yank its whole site and just put up one page while they attempted to fix their crashed servers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John left work early, picked up Margret and went home. I joined him when I could and I think we ate dinner in bed that night. And for the next week. I would bring Margret home and get in bed to watch the non-stop coverage. John would cook dinner and bring it to the bedroom. I had to watch as much as possible. I don't know why. I'm still drawn in by the images and the stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have a ten-year-old. And an eight-year-old. A new house. My own business. A sweet puppy. A school community. A neighborhood community. Every day I know how lucky I am to get to hold my family. To greet my husband when he comes home. To appreciate the safe haven of my home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I see all these Facebook posts saying "Never forget". As if. The girls say it's so sad to listen to the names being read. We say we know. Just be grateful that, ten years later, we are all here to hear them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-5888062507984421495?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5888062507984421495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=5888062507984421495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5888062507984421495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5888062507984421495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/09/grateful-for-ten-more-years.html' title='Grateful for ten more years.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ArzoYyfiBY/Tmz1QJk_b2I/AAAAAAAAE7Y/9UYSsPsxTxY/s72-c/flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-9109896474071545246</id><published>2011-09-09T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T09:37:48.107-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><title type='text'>Holiday cards made easy | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YBx0UkPg9co/TmobqwZnaPI/AAAAAAAAE7U/EZCitqM2gus/s1600/holidaycard2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YBx0UkPg9co/TmobqwZnaPI/AAAAAAAAE7U/EZCitqM2gus/s1600/holidaycard2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love holiday cards. I love getting them. I love making them. Way back when I was in college and taking a silk screen class, I made my first Christmas card. Just a simple graphic representation of glass ornaments in five colors. And I was hooked. Every year since then I've made cards via silk screen, pen and ink, poetry or photography. Okay, there was that one year that I bought a die cut card and everyone thought I made it and I vowed to never buy premade again. I couldn't take credit for someone else's work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I had kids, naturally the focus became them. I have friends who still remember the photo of baby Margret wearing a homemade top hat and a 2002 New Year sash. One year I dressed up the girls in the fancy dresses they wore to my brother's wedding and did a fashion shoot with them. And a few years ago we made a star out of their and my hands. People called me to tell me just how much they loved that card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a holiday card can be a fantastic way to stop time for a moment and document your family. I can flip through my stack of cards and watch my little girls grow before my eyes. I can look at just one and remember the whole year, from one expression. They are invaluable to my family's history. These cards are what my children are going to look at one day, and they will remember the adventure of trying to hold the dog still so she could be in the photo. Or scouting locations downtown for the perfect backdrop. Or listening to me saying "stay right there! Just one more shot!" and not really meaning it. My hope is that they will remember the experience of creating something together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the days of texts and emails, there's nothing I love more than getting a real piece of mail (&lt;i&gt;and for the love of Pete, if you have children and send out cards there better be a photo of your kid on it or in it. A generic card with just a signature is so boring. Save the stamp and send an email.&lt;/i&gt;). Every holiday card we get is put up and enjoyed in my house. After the season is over, I save them all and bind them together. It is very cool to pick up 2006 and see all those babies who are now big kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are your plans for a holiday card this year? I have a ton of great card designs (see above) and I have some &lt;a href="http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/09/fall-portrait-sessions-memphis.html"&gt;special sessions this month that include cards&lt;/a&gt;. Just $250 for a full session and $150 for a mini session. Or if I've already done a session with you this year we can use those images to create a card. But time is running out...these specials are only for the month of September. Need more info? Call me at 901-568-0211 or &lt;a href="mailto:marci@marcilambert.com"&gt;email&lt;/a&gt; me. Let's create an experience for your family; one they will remember for years to come.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-9109896474071545246?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/9109896474071545246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=9109896474071545246&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/9109896474071545246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/9109896474071545246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/09/holiday-cards-made-easy-memphis.html' title='Holiday cards made easy | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YBx0UkPg9co/TmobqwZnaPI/AAAAAAAAE7U/EZCitqM2gus/s72-c/holidaycard2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-4834419093321266949</id><published>2011-09-06T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T13:11:43.182-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studio'/><title type='text'>Framing | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DoRIGc61ISM/TmZf9jq5ziI/AAAAAAAAE7I/tceHkFbbHNg/s1600/frame1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DoRIGc61ISM/TmZf9jq5ziI/AAAAAAAAE7I/tceHkFbbHNg/s1600/frame1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Did you know that &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/"&gt;Marci Lambert Photography&lt;/a&gt; offers a full line of wood framing?&amp;nbsp; For months I've had my frame sample corners jumbled into some boxes. I just couldn't figure out how to store/display them properly, and the boxes weren't easily accessible. I needed something better to show my clients during consultations and ordering appointments. And I think I finally found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my frame corners already have velcro on the back, so I bought a few yards of car headliner fabric (at a fabric store) and a 2'x4' piece of thin plywood at Lowe's. With the help of my handy dandy staple gun, I simply stretched the fabric around the board and started stapling. Then I hung the corners on the fabric. Easy peasy. Having the frames up and visible has elicited a comment or two, which is great. I want my clients to be able to easily envision what kind of products they can order from me. Plus, I love some DIY in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pl1N3NmAQqo/TmZf-LqMAPI/AAAAAAAAE7M/BmDpLoyYifw/s1600/frame2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pl1N3NmAQqo/TmZf-LqMAPI/AAAAAAAAE7M/BmDpLoyYifw/s1600/frame2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-4834419093321266949?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4834419093321266949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=4834419093321266949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4834419093321266949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4834419093321266949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/09/framing-memphis-photographer.html' title='Framing | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DoRIGc61ISM/TmZf9jq5ziI/AAAAAAAAE7I/tceHkFbbHNg/s72-c/frame1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-7946116866961128862</id><published>2011-09-02T12:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T12:34:00.280-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><title type='text'>Fall Portrait Sessions | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dpdwKsvwA5M/Tl5Qomn6sfI/AAAAAAAAE6k/Mio8s5qQCug/s1600/fall2011specials.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dpdwKsvwA5M/Tl5Qomn6sfI/AAAAAAAAE6k/Mio8s5qQCug/s640/fall2011specials.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-7946116866961128862?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7946116866961128862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=7946116866961128862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/7946116866961128862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/7946116866961128862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/09/fall-portrait-sessions-memphis.html' title='Fall Portrait Sessions | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dpdwKsvwA5M/Tl5Qomn6sfI/AAAAAAAAE6k/Mio8s5qQCug/s72-c/fall2011specials.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-5971455704222776687</id><published>2011-09-01T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T21:40:23.009-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newborn'/><title type='text'>Little sister | Memphis newborn photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PhMk-ulE7x8/Tl7sLUVRswI/AAAAAAAAE7A/Bu2oGCc7ls0/s1600/babyh_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PhMk-ulE7x8/Tl7sLUVRswI/AAAAAAAAE7A/Bu2oGCc7ls0/s1600/babyh_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I may have possibly said this before, but I love babies. And I really love photographing them. This darling girl was just nine days old here and she's the second of two girls. The sisters are a little more than two years apart, just like mine, so I know what's in store for their proud parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_QeX_vBh7X4/Tl7sI_Oqw9I/AAAAAAAAE6o/Ny2Mzahklek/s1600/babyh2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_QeX_vBh7X4/Tl7sI_Oqw9I/AAAAAAAAE6o/Ny2Mzahklek/s1600/babyh2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The first six months with two kids in diapers is tough. But it's also fabulous to see how quickly your two children will form a relationship. It happens much earlier than you think it will.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2GVzejrPY0M/Tl7sJC99xsI/AAAAAAAAE6s/Vo5tgw5hpbA/s1600/babyh3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2GVzejrPY0M/Tl7sJC99xsI/AAAAAAAAE6s/Vo5tgw5hpbA/s1600/babyh3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Baby L brought the whole family to her session, and she thoughtfully slept through most of it. Gotta love a sleepy baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3whIHuxf1tE/Tl7sJsea7PI/AAAAAAAAE6w/zpcgEc_cVZ8/s1600/babyh4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3whIHuxf1tE/Tl7sJsea7PI/AAAAAAAAE6w/zpcgEc_cVZ8/s1600/babyh4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I loved her beautiful hands. And she had such lovely skin. And she had that wonderful baby smell. Remember that? That powdery lovely scent? Heavenly.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ITECW8zAAE/Tl7sKGgExhI/AAAAAAAAE60/eIhl4KH439o/s1600/babyh5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ITECW8zAAE/Tl7sKGgExhI/AAAAAAAAE60/eIhl4KH439o/s1600/babyh5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you, H family, for giving me the great honor of photographing your girls. Enjoy your canvas wraps, albums and prints for years to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to see more? &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-5971455704222776687?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5971455704222776687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=5971455704222776687&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5971455704222776687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5971455704222776687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/08/little-sister-memphis-newborn.html' title='Little sister | Memphis newborn photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PhMk-ulE7x8/Tl7sLUVRswI/AAAAAAAAE7A/Bu2oGCc7ls0/s72-c/babyh_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-8214259396696476450</id><published>2011-08-31T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T10:16:47.745-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lexi'/><title type='text'>Grateful for Lexi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ObkA8dQYOS0/Tl5GrVfaPXI/AAAAAAAAE6c/lfwWnhU9iRk/s1600/lexiattack1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ObkA8dQYOS0/Tl5GrVfaPXI/AAAAAAAAE6c/lfwWnhU9iRk/s1600/lexiattack1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This dog sure does love me. And not just because I punched another dog in the face for her. Sweet Lexi and I have really bonded over the last six months. Perhaps it's because I'm home with her, but I think the real reason may be the &lt;a href="http://howsbentley.com/"&gt;obedience classes&lt;/a&gt; we took in the spring. They taught us a lot about teaching her &lt;i&gt;what to do&lt;/i&gt; (vs. telling her &lt;i&gt;what &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; to do&lt;/i&gt;, which dogs just don't get) and how to reward her so she will keep doing the things we want her to. Since I'm the one at home with her, I was doing the "homework" with her all day. I doled out commands and Multigrain Cheerios every few hours. She quickly became (mostly) obedient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then she follows me from room to room. She comes to the laundry room with me. She has a spot where she can lay down in the kitchen when I'm there. When I go to bed and John's still up, she's sitting by the gate that keeps her out of the bedrooms (that dog would be beyond thrilled if we let her sleep with us, but she stays in a crate at night), sometimes whimpering a bit for me to come get her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer we also started the habit of taking morning walks together. Both of us can use the exercise and it's just a nice way to start the day and to help her burn off some energy. We had a great route around the neighborhood that took about 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About ten days ago, on a beautiful Saturday, we were nearly done when a Dalmatian--on a leash but strong enough to break away from its owner--attacked my sweet dog. This other dog was calm, not growling or giving any indication that it was aggressive. It merely waited for us to get close and it clamped down on Lexi's chest, hard enough to lift her into the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began screaming as loudly as I could and as the other dog's owner tried to pull her dog away, I started kicking it in the chest and smashing it in the face with my retractable dog leash housing. I wanted to get the other dog's jaws open so it wouldn't rip Lexi's flesh. After a minute or so, the dogs were apart. I fell on the ground, grabbed Lexi and burst into hysterical tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My screaming had attracted a few neighbors and one woman offered to drive me back home, although it was just a block and a half away. I was crying so much that I let her. And I kept thanking her for being so kind. I truly thought Lexi would be killed right before my eyes and I felt so powerless. After I fell down, I realized the other dog's head was about 18 inches from my own neck and had the thought that I was next. Fortunately I just had some minor cuts on my arms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up John and the girls and at the sound of my crying voice they were a bit freaked out. I explained what happened and we looked at the large tear in Lexi's chest. Our vet referred us the the Berclair Animal Hospital where they stitched up the muscle and then sutured her skin. To keep her from scratching at the incision, they wrapped her back paws. Which probably ticked her off more than anything. She just had the wraps taken off for good yesterday, which means I no longer have to put sandwich bags on them to keep them dry on our walks. And she can go in the backyard without adult supervision to keep her from chewing on the wraps. Her stitches come out in a few more days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my problems are first world problems, but this was one of the most awful experiences of my life. I kept telling John how guilty I felt for not avoiding that dog (I had seen it out before and the owner normally crossed the street and avoided people; not sure why she didn't this time), but he reminded me that I saved her. It needs to be said that there have been times when I thought having a dog was a mistake. She's driven me crazy with chewing furniture and shoes, and wanting to go out then come back in then go out, etc. She sometimes feigns deafness at certain commands. She cannot be trusted with an open garbage can. But to her credit, she is extremely sweet and loving. Greeting people and other animals is the highlight of her day. She has tolerated me squirting a syringe of pain medication into the back of her throat. She's taken all the antibiotics she needed to. She put up with having her paws rewrapped several times. All in all, she's a good dog. And I think if I ever needed someone punched in the face, she'd gladly do it for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GjgjJB1U8Kg/Tl5GsCGtRXI/AAAAAAAAE6g/G7_NsmVTzjo/s1600/lexiattack2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GjgjJB1U8Kg/Tl5GsCGtRXI/AAAAAAAAE6g/G7_NsmVTzjo/s1600/lexiattack2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-8214259396696476450?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8214259396696476450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=8214259396696476450&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8214259396696476450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8214259396696476450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/08/grateful-for-lexi.html' title='Grateful for Lexi.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ObkA8dQYOS0/Tl5GrVfaPXI/AAAAAAAAE6c/lfwWnhU9iRk/s72-c/lexiattack1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-3482691911033727917</id><published>2011-08-24T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T13:24:41.915-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><title type='text'>Girls and grandparents | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-huQy-pNnme8/TlVAw5bR0hI/AAAAAAAAE6U/8p14EnvH6Po/s1600/how01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-huQy-pNnme8/TlVAw5bR0hI/AAAAAAAAE6U/8p14EnvH6Po/s1600/how01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I really love doing grandparent &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/"&gt;sessions&lt;/a&gt;. These girls are fortunate to have grandparents who visit often. But now, in between visits, their family will have these photos as a reminder of the love they share. This is the kind of thing that makes me happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9DzD_y6yRIY/TlVAxdzzb6I/AAAAAAAAE6Y/YzPSr8TDIsQ/s1600/how05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9DzD_y6yRIY/TlVAxdzzb6I/AAAAAAAAE6Y/YzPSr8TDIsQ/s1600/how05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Want to see more? &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Additional photos on Facebook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-3482691911033727917?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3482691911033727917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=3482691911033727917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3482691911033727917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3482691911033727917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/08/girls-and-grandparents-memphis.html' title='Girls and grandparents | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-huQy-pNnme8/TlVAw5bR0hI/AAAAAAAAE6U/8p14EnvH6Po/s72-c/how01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-3352714409429885085</id><published>2011-08-19T08:15:00.058-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T08:15:00.774-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Home: cord coverup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aa3IHNFjA6c/Tk0wCru1srI/AAAAAAAAE6E/g1AwVq8voms/s1600/desk1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aa3IHNFjA6c/Tk0wCru1srI/AAAAAAAAE6E/g1AwVq8voms/s1600/desk1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my cute little studio desk. It's multipurpose: bookkeeping area, boudoir client accessory area, extra guest seating, place to put a baby-changing pad for newborn clients, homework desk. I love most everything about it...except all those cords underneath. What? You didn't notice? Let's take a closer look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CD1gdDYSiTA/Tk0wDFVn2yI/AAAAAAAAE6I/7on59v9wOTg/s1600/desk2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CD1gdDYSiTA/Tk0wDFVn2yI/AAAAAAAAE6I/7on59v9wOTg/s1600/desk2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cue Psycho music!&lt;i&gt; REET REET REET REET!&lt;/i&gt; As my friend, &lt;a href="http://thehodgeesonlyinhollywoodstock.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ema&lt;/a&gt;, would say, "that's jank." Girl, so true. We tried a few ways to minimize the sloppiness (our internet and satellite have to come through this wall), but it wasn't looking good. A few weeks ago, John saw a simple solution online and sent it to me. Basically, you can cut a piece of material and tack it up to the back of the desk. That gives you room for some bulk, but you can still access the cords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9-_LkZOd8A/Tk0wDseToxI/AAAAAAAAE6M/MDxbhmMuI8M/s1600/desk3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9-_LkZOd8A/Tk0wDseToxI/AAAAAAAAE6M/MDxbhmMuI8M/s1600/desk3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So yesterday I went to the fabric store and came across some black vinyl remnants for under $4. Brought one home and cut it to size (Fyi, I used the lines on my terrazzo floor as a guide to square up the fabric. I turned the fabric over and used a Sharpie to mark where to cut.). Then I simply used two pushpins to secure it to the back of the desk. I left a little clearance so the vinyl would hang straight down. Why vinyl? I had considered doing some fancy b&amp;amp;w damask or other pattern but I would have had to hem that. When I saw the vinyl I knew I could just cut it. Also, the weight of it makes it hang without wrinkles. And it will be easy to clean up if someone puts a dirty shoe up there (I'm looking at you, Audrey). But something fancy could look really great in the right setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oMugdhXSsIo/Tk02E2iHGtI/AAAAAAAAE6Q/g3y9KCeMXKU/s1600/desk4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oMugdhXSsIo/Tk02E2iHGtI/AAAAAAAAE6Q/g3y9KCeMXKU/s1600/desk4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's the before and after. Better? Next week I'll show you what I'm doing to showcase my sample frame corners. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-3352714409429885085?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3352714409429885085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=3352714409429885085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3352714409429885085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3352714409429885085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/08/home-cord-coverup.html' title='Home: cord coverup'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aa3IHNFjA6c/Tk0wCru1srI/AAAAAAAAE6E/g1AwVq8voms/s72-c/desk1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-8830956474326982873</id><published>2011-08-18T08:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T08:14:54.345-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memphis botanic garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Twins at the Memphis Botanic Garden | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bBAvQFnm8J4/Tk0KU5Y7wDI/AAAAAAAAE5s/eir31o9Mkuw/s1600/twin1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bBAvQFnm8J4/Tk0KU5Y7wDI/AAAAAAAAE5s/eir31o9Mkuw/s1600/twin1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Brother and sister twins. Totally adorable. Fantastic personalities. Great listeners. When I took them to the Memphis Botanic Garden for a session last fall, we had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xx1oI9G5RiU/Tk0KVf0QM6I/AAAAAAAAE5w/5tzsT6JqwPM/s1600/twin2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xx1oI9G5RiU/Tk0KVf0QM6I/AAAAAAAAE5w/5tzsT6JqwPM/s1600/twin2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have known these two since they were born. Literally. I didn't have my photography business yet, but on the day they arrived, I went to the hospital and snapped a few photos with my tiny digital point-and-shoot. Look how wee they were!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jey042O-HA/Tk0KWqF63kI/AAAAAAAAE54/gIOCKJ5GsRs/s1600/twin4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jey042O-HA/Tk0KWqF63kI/AAAAAAAAE54/gIOCKJ5GsRs/s1600/twin4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Add four and half years and they look like this. Huge. But just as adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MaENa40HnQE/Tk0KV1SjsSI/AAAAAAAAE50/L9o1SemLAl8/s1600/twin3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MaENa40HnQE/Tk0KV1SjsSI/AAAAAAAAE50/L9o1SemLAl8/s1600/twin3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've known their mom before either of us had kids. She's completely awesome and never, ever gets ruffled. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VefBKUM0Bag/Tk0KXHFNb5I/AAAAAAAAE58/i0JWOw54vnA/s1600/twin5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VefBKUM0Bag/Tk0KXHFNb5I/AAAAAAAAE58/i0JWOw54vnA/s1600/twin5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This week they are starting kindergarten. It is truly amazing how fast time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g-bdGhx0uFI/Tk0KXhIEoOI/AAAAAAAAE6A/qUwtyjjh-zo/s1600/twin6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g-bdGhx0uFI/Tk0KXhIEoOI/AAAAAAAAE6A/qUwtyjjh-zo/s1600/twin6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanks so much for a fun session, J and B! Enjoy your prints and canvas wraps! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-8830956474326982873?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8830956474326982873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=8830956474326982873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8830956474326982873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8830956474326982873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/08/twins-at-memphis-botanic-garden-memphis.html' title='Twins at the Memphis Botanic Garden | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bBAvQFnm8J4/Tk0KU5Y7wDI/AAAAAAAAE5s/eir31o9Mkuw/s72-c/twin1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-46965172223045613</id><published>2011-08-15T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T16:49:08.400-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><title type='text'>There is no "I" in Lambert.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-luk8vqAN_Ms/TkmPaOlIVEI/AAAAAAAAE5o/NoeEkTEtkng/s1600/noiinlambert.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-luk8vqAN_Ms/TkmPaOlIVEI/AAAAAAAAE5o/NoeEkTEtkng/s1600/noiinlambert.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I found this last week when Margret needed it for a school project. She had to bring in a bag with five things that represented her. I was so happy that she asked for one of our family photos. We did this at the end of 2010, for the photobooks I always put together for our families. I think I did it in such a rush I never stopped to look at it. Now I really, really like it and put it up in the kitchen. It feels just like our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week the girls started school. In anticipation, I made up a new daily schedule for us. And I'm almost afraid to publicly say how well it's working. Basically, the key to it is that at 5:30, everyone has to come to the kitchen (Lexi is not required, but she's always in search of dropped food so it's a good bet for her). John makes the main course, I do side dishes and the girls get the table ready. They also start packing their lunches for the next day. See how I said that &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt; start packing? I have explained that they are old enough to do it now (although I supervise). We also had a conversation about what is a good lunch and they have to pick a protein, a carb, fruits/veg, a treat and a drink. When we are making the grocery list we consult with them to make sure they will have things they want. They also asked for thermoses, for hot food. We've had varying success with that. Apparently it's better to pour some boiling water in the thermos first, then heat your food to boiling so that it will still be somewhat hot at lunch time. Live and learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When dinner is ready, we sit and eat. And talk. I realized at the end of the week, that we had had some of the best dinner conversation ever. I think it's because they aren't running off to watch tv. Dinner has turned into more of a ritual than just a break between Disney Channel shows. And the girls seem to be in no hurry to leave the table. They do have to stick around to help clean up, but they've been lovely about it. People, this is miraculous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner they get an hour to play, then it's off to pick out clothes, take baths and read a bit before bed. In the morning, they mostly fix their breakfasts (we try to remember to put out bowls and spoons the night before) and I assemble their lunches for them. By 7:15, John is taking them to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do homework right after we get home (usually with a snack) and it's been light so far. I don't think that will last. I've pledged not to nag about homework this year. They get to take responsibility for getting it done and putting it in their messenger bags. I've said at least 100 times that I will not be going off to college with them so I can remind them to do their homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically this week, I'm grateful that the Lamberts are such an awesome team. Everyone seems happy and the days don't feel crazy and out-of-control. Of course, soccer and ballet and violin are coming so it may be short-lived. But I'll appreciate it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-46965172223045613?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/46965172223045613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=46965172223045613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/46965172223045613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/46965172223045613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/08/there-is-no-i-in-lambert.html' title='There is no &quot;I&quot; in Lambert.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-luk8vqAN_Ms/TkmPaOlIVEI/AAAAAAAAE5o/NoeEkTEtkng/s72-c/noiinlambert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-708619052043202912</id><published>2011-08-08T08:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T16:09:03.235-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Summer's over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0JRxMksh0-w/Tj8M35fAy6I/AAAAAAAAE5k/IUhqhgBD71E/s1600/summersover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0JRxMksh0-w/Tj8M35fAy6I/AAAAAAAAE5k/IUhqhgBD71E/s1600/summersover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have missed doing my weekly gratitude posts. I think once we took our &lt;a href="http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/06/kelly-kids-memphis-photographer.html"&gt;vacation in June&lt;/a&gt; I just fell off the wagon about writing these. Now that school is about to start (yes, this Monday), I think I need to get back on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first have to say that I'm so grateful for the summer. Not so much the heat, but the time we've had together. It's always a juggling act as to scheduling camps for the girls and also letting them have some down time. This summer, I think we nailed it. They had tons of fun, I had time to continue working and no one seemed to get sick of anyone else. This is the first time since I've had school-aged children that I haven't been ready to send them back. I would be fine keeping them home for a few more weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, we've gotten our back-to-school stuff (messenger bags instead of backpacks this year), supplies and clothes. I've made a written schedule for the girls that continues the balance of work and fun. And I've tried to better organize how they will prepare their lunches. Confession: I've been making their lunches all this time. They are 10 and 8; they can participate in making their own while they also learn about nutrition. For this, I'm certainly grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so grateful for my friends, as usual. The ones who came over for dinner. The ones who invited us. The ones who gave us hand-me-down uniforms and the ones who are so happy to get ours. I'm grateful for my girls' friends, who are all totally sweet. I'm grateful for the neighbors we've met. I'm grateful for the girls' teachers, who I formally met a few days ago. I'm grateful for that awesome school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm extra grateful for John, who has happily tackled every home improvement idea I've come up with this summer. We spent last fall sweating as we moved into our wonderful house. I can't believe we are willingly sweating again as we continue to make this place a home. I still wake up happy every day just to be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I just need to let summer go and move on to the next season: life with a fifth-grader and third-grader who are growing up beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you grateful for this summer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-708619052043202912?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/708619052043202912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=708619052043202912&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/708619052043202912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/708619052043202912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/08/summers-over.html' title='Summer&apos;s over.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0JRxMksh0-w/Tj8M35fAy6I/AAAAAAAAE5k/IUhqhgBD71E/s72-c/summersover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-70501214119255126</id><published>2011-08-04T08:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T08:35:01.091-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Home: the $87 closet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2XGEH7FLkI/TjnL-khyCjI/AAAAAAAAE5M/VWY1zTWhgj4/s1600/Mcloset01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2XGEH7FLkI/TjnL-khyCjI/AAAAAAAAE5M/VWY1zTWhgj4/s1600/Mcloset01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When John and I bought our last house (more than 10 years ago) we had plans for it. We also were expecting a baby so we ended up doing very little in the beginning. Then we had another baby and by that point I was just happy to get a shower most days. We did manage to redo the entire kitchen, which was a major undertaking, but a lot of what we did (changing those light fixtures, painting the trim, etc.) was done at the end when we were ready to move to our current house. &lt;strike&gt;We've&lt;/strike&gt; I've decided that we don't want to wait in this house. We want to do whatever we can to make it into a great house to live in. I anticipate it will be a few more years before &lt;strike&gt;our&lt;/strike&gt; my final plan is completed, but &lt;strike&gt;we are&lt;/strike&gt; I am highly motivated right now and we are moving forward. Actually, I think John is on board with all my plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our old house, John put white melamine organizers in all our bedroom closets (we pulled out icky white wire ones). It really increased the efficiency and I think they were only about $100 each. For this house, we just had one pole and a shelf in each of the four closets (sorry; forgot to take "before" photos). Not very efficient. Or pretty. So John started looking for more of those organizers. Except they no longer exist. All he could find were wire ones (uh, &lt;i&gt;no&lt;/i&gt;) and higher end $400 towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought maybe we would just hold off and perhaps do one at a time over the next few years. Until I wandered over to the closet section in Lowe's a few weeks back (I believe I was doing some shopping to update the bathrooms; more on that in another post). I saw a beautiful dark wood closet organizer for the amazing clearance price of $87 (regularly $377). My eyes lit up! And then went to the shelf below the display. Where there was nothing to buy. Oh well, right? Would have been great to snag those, I told John. Fortunately for me, John decided to be a bulldog and ended up hunting down four of them. It involved lots of phone calls, an entire Sunday, many miles of driving (hello, Millington!), intense negotiating and buckets of sweat to find, purchase and fit four seven-foot-long, 163-lb boxes into the back of a minivan. In the end, he secured two 27-inch towers and two 36-inch ones for under $400.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dudes, this is like miraculous. Stop for a moment and think about that. Four organizers for the price of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, during the week, John went around to some other Lowe's and haggled with department managers to buy a few inserts from the display models, spending perhaps another $30, only to learn at store #3 that the practice was frowned upon in that establishment. Something about contractual agreements with the manufacturers. Whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are discontinued items; we checked online and eBay. You may still be able to find ones at Lowe's; be sure to ask an employee if they have some stored up above the display. They are sold under the "Home Options" brand. Here's a tip we learned with this adventure. If you see a ridiculous price on a closeout item that a store no longer has in stock, call around to other Lowe's locations and give them the item number to see if they have any stocked. If they do, then ask for that store's manager to match the price from the original store. Apparently, there are huge variations in prices from location to location on discontinued merchandise but they will match if they can verify the price with the other store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wNZNN_Izrg4/TjnL_LrgTaI/AAAAAAAAE5Q/jnvDeTxI5Hg/s1600/mcloset02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wNZNN_Izrg4/TjnL_LrgTaI/AAAAAAAAE5Q/jnvDeTxI5Hg/s1600/mcloset02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This past weekend, John was in the mood to install a closet organizer in Margret's room. I am not one to turn down a man who wants to work at my house. But first I needed to patch and paint the closet (there had been some water damage on one side and some plaster was a bit crumbly. My quick fix is not that pretty, but I don't think anyone will ever see it.). John took off the sliding doors, track and header. We know that we need regular hinged doors for three of our closets; hunting down someone who can convert them is on my to-do list. Sliding doors will either block the drawers from opening or push the unit too far to one side and make some interior space unusable. For now there are no doors. Deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8SwEOVrR4FI/TjnL_jyDqWI/AAAAAAAAE5U/-AmilWcMFA8/s1600/mcloset03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8SwEOVrR4FI/TjnL_jyDqWI/AAAAAAAAE5U/-AmilWcMFA8/s1600/mcloset03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Over Saturday and part of Sunday, John assembled the unit and installed the right side bar and shelf. We had to wait for paint to dry on the left side, so that part wasn't completed until Monday. But he could certainly do another closet in a weekend, no problem. And I do plan on painting all the interiors. They aren't nasty, but a fresh bit of white paint is a wonder to behold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u1ZiiISM1YM/TjnMAbPN8dI/AAAAAAAAE5Y/gOE7Sm13wc4/s1600/mcloset04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u1ZiiISM1YM/TjnMAbPN8dI/AAAAAAAAE5Y/gOE7Sm13wc4/s1600/mcloset04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Speaking of wonders; there's Margret, photo-bombing me. What's that? Don't post that photo online? Sure, M. Whatever you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vuk9BtO7YNU/TjnMBDYaxbI/AAAAAAAAE5c/J0y3DmnqW-c/s1600/mcloset05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vuk9BtO7YNU/TjnMBDYaxbI/AAAAAAAAE5c/J0y3DmnqW-c/s1600/mcloset05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All the organizers we bought include the three drawers, which have a closing mechanism that makes me want to sing. Mainly because it means Margret won't leave these open. Like she does with her dresser. See above. The shoe insert was an extra. Also, look at that lovely hardwood floor. I'm crossing my fingers that the rest of the upstairs is in that condition. Right now we have carpet that I'm not fond of. Would love to have all hardwood upstairs. But worried we may have to refinish them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6lqbecSc-f0/TjnMBnMitdI/AAAAAAAAE5g/249TmoEnBOk/s1600/mcloset06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6lqbecSc-f0/TjnMBnMitdI/AAAAAAAAE5g/249TmoEnBOk/s1600/mcloset06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So we still need to add hinged doors, and I need to paint the trim (the same white that I will use throughout the house). But for now it's lovely. Margret and I spent some time going through all her clothes and it has stayed this nice for two whole days now. I have hopes that she can make it a whole week. Have you redone closets in your house? Tell me about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-70501214119255126?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/70501214119255126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=70501214119255126&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/70501214119255126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/70501214119255126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/08/home-87-closet.html' title='Home: the $87 closet.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2XGEH7FLkI/TjnL-khyCjI/AAAAAAAAE5M/VWY1zTWhgj4/s72-c/Mcloset01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-6946018545222733933</id><published>2011-08-03T13:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T17:27:50.189-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><title type='text'>Family of five | Memphis family photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RiD63E1fQes/TjmO6bOFOOI/AAAAAAAAE40/EGrzCf3WA28/s1600/pep1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RiD63E1fQes/TjmO6bOFOOI/AAAAAAAAE40/EGrzCf3WA28/s1600/pep1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I talked with the mom of this family over the phone, she said she'd like to do their &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/"&gt;family portrait session&lt;/a&gt; at home. So I suggested we have our consultation over there, so I could scope out the yard and we could plan out the session. I distinctly remember turning on their street and hoping that the beautiful home to my left with the lushly landscaped lawn was her house. It was.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vGSa8eOmxEk/TjmO7OoTDmI/AAAAAAAAE44/9GUEiCjd8Jc/s1600/pep2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vGSa8eOmxEk/TjmO7OoTDmI/AAAAAAAAE44/9GUEiCjd8Jc/s1600/pep2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The front yard was gorgeous, but the backyard was even better. This family has put their heart and soul into creating an oasis and we couldn't have been more comfortable there. I truly love being able to include special details, like Dad's patio work and the girls' favorite hammock, as part of a portrait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nvsYf_MKN8A/TjmO742cZ7I/AAAAAAAAE48/RGMRWdhG92w/s1600/pep3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nvsYf_MKN8A/TjmO742cZ7I/AAAAAAAAE48/RGMRWdhG92w/s1600/pep3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As always, I photographed each child individually and also with each parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uQvSkFS9mfU/TjmO8fN7cfI/AAAAAAAAE5A/ZcLWVEPd6WU/s1600/pep4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uQvSkFS9mfU/TjmO8fN7cfI/AAAAAAAAE5A/ZcLWVEPd6WU/s1600/pep4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I ask my clients all the time: "Don't you wish you had a photo of you and your mom and dad from your childhood?" Everyone says yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JpeZ0YyhM3M/TjmO8zBxdNI/AAAAAAAAE5E/e3zfsrIlLcA/s1600/pep5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JpeZ0YyhM3M/TjmO8zBxdNI/AAAAAAAAE5E/e3zfsrIlLcA/s1600/pep5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So we take a few minutes to capture that. Because someday these kids are going to be grown up and they'll want to remember this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EwvrKWiAxAY/TjmO9qXV3hI/AAAAAAAAE5I/lVd2kDD3qq4/s1600/pep6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EwvrKWiAxAY/TjmO9qXV3hI/AAAAAAAAE5I/lVd2kDD3qq4/s1600/pep6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had such a good time hanging out with this adorable, busy family. Thanks so much for the opportunity to get to know you all. Enjoy your portraits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-6946018545222733933?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6946018545222733933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=6946018545222733933&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6946018545222733933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6946018545222733933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/08/family-of-five-memphis-family.html' title='Family of five | Memphis family photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RiD63E1fQes/TjmO6bOFOOI/AAAAAAAAE40/EGrzCf3WA28/s72-c/pep1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-2193152824993472014</id><published>2011-07-28T15:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T17:27:17.697-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Rowdy | Memphis Pet Photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ypl0GOUD27Y/TjG89TaTw6I/AAAAAAAAE4o/I1c18N80_nc/s1600/rowdy_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ypl0GOUD27Y/TjG89TaTw6I/AAAAAAAAE4o/I1c18N80_nc/s1600/rowdy_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;His name is Rowdy. And he is crazy sweet. His owners won a gift certificate from a &lt;a href="http://www.browndoglodge.com/"&gt;Brown Dog Lodge&lt;/a&gt; party and he came to my studio for his official portrait a few weeks ago. And the girls and I just fell in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9BbvfAjfTKs/TjG89iZqNNI/AAAAAAAAE4s/UlRa8ZqjSBs/s1600/rowdy_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9BbvfAjfTKs/TjG89iZqNNI/AAAAAAAAE4s/UlRa8ZqjSBs/s1600/rowdy_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He's a tiny little thing, and so well behaved. We had sent Lexi to the Lodge that day, but Rowdy loved sniffing all over the studio. I joked that he could be Lexi's pet. She would have loved him. Don't tell Lexi, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqJM1Fmi8xs/TjG8-NcnMDI/AAAAAAAAE4w/1Z_usFy5RsE/s1600/rowdy_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqJM1Fmi8xs/TjG8-NcnMDI/AAAAAAAAE4w/1Z_usFy5RsE/s1600/rowdy_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanks for being such a sweetie pie, Rowdy! We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-2193152824993472014?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2193152824993472014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=2193152824993472014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2193152824993472014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2193152824993472014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/07/rowdy-memphis-pet-photographer.html' title='Rowdy | Memphis Pet Photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ypl0GOUD27Y/TjG89TaTw6I/AAAAAAAAE4o/I1c18N80_nc/s72-c/rowdy_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-8980268770724169137</id><published>2011-07-27T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T13:47:01.158-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Grandkids | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cmwL0gfIz6w/TjBUSim1OAI/AAAAAAAAE3w/n-tfk2C69JM/s1600/mon01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cmwL0gfIz6w/TjBUSim1OAI/AAAAAAAAE3w/n-tfk2C69JM/s1600/mon01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Brace yourselves. This is another epic post. I usually don't show this many images from a session, but this one was for my mom, so I couldn't exactly cheat her, could I? It all started with our trip to Maryland in June. Mom had told me she wanted a &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/"&gt;photo session&lt;/a&gt; with all her grandkids and I said "of course". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LRm7cHNrrCw/TjBUTRI-5zI/AAAAAAAAE30/8fKTMtixb_A/s1600/mon02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LRm7cHNrrCw/TjBUTRI-5zI/AAAAAAAAE30/8fKTMtixb_A/s1600/mon02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Her main interest was one photo with them all together, but I couldn't stop there. She also got photos with each set of grandchildren. I love the photo above because it reminds me of how sweet my mom was to me when I was growing up. We used to snuggle in her bed and watch tv. That's one of my favorite things to do with my girls now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F8bADGrBaXA/TjBUT7rSVAI/AAAAAAAAE34/napDpgzgimA/s1600/mon03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F8bADGrBaXA/TjBUT7rSVAI/AAAAAAAAE34/napDpgzgimA/s1600/mon03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And speaking of my girls. I thought it would also be great to do a quick portrait of each individual child. Before I go any further, I have to say that I wished we had had more time and better weather when we did this session. We met at the park in Oxford, MD, and it was heavily overcast and a tiny bit rainy. But we only had one window of opportunity to get together, so we made the most of it. We positioned a bench under some dense tree cover and luckily never felt any drops. I was also limited in which direction I could shoot, based on cars, other people and some beach barriers. So I did what I could and I think it will be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H7CGPKHNJts/TjBUUfHqJ2I/AAAAAAAAE38/0WWDEtGnGgg/s1600/mon04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H7CGPKHNJts/TjBUUfHqJ2I/AAAAAAAAE38/0WWDEtGnGgg/s1600/mon04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my brother, Rob, and his wife and daughter. While the session was mainly for grandkids, I told my brothers that they were welcome to make it into a session for their own families. Because my brothers are smart (although their wives may get the real credit here), they listened to their big sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T-W4OVP7Meo/TjBUU2UyEyI/AAAAAAAAE4A/1EAdaWXstzY/s1600/mon05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T-W4OVP7Meo/TjBUU2UyEyI/AAAAAAAAE4A/1EAdaWXstzY/s1600/mon05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is Morgan. Morgy. She is the sweetest kid and I did my best to bond with her when I met her for the first time two days before. It's true that we have not been to MD since before she was born. We sort of suck. But I was so happy to meet her. She's such a lovely blend of her parents, in looks and personality. I love her. Especially when we iChat. When I first met her mom, Melissa, I liked her instantly. And I do mean instantly. I felt the same about Morgan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--LAeQj0TCAQ/TjBUVCx_5bI/AAAAAAAAE4E/d_Z8YLEhDbs/s1600/mon06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--LAeQj0TCAQ/TjBUVCx_5bI/AAAAAAAAE4E/d_Z8YLEhDbs/s1600/mon06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Love this one of her and my mom. Morgan was the wild card of the day. All the other kids were old enough to listen or small enough to be held in place. Morgan is mobile, young and very intelligent. To keep her in one spot I told all the adults to get behind me and act like idiots. Which they were great at.&amp;nbsp; Ba dum dum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s2vstkOOqP0/TjBUV_lnS4I/AAAAAAAAE4I/QuNK_G38Gdk/s1600/mon07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s2vstkOOqP0/TjBUV_lnS4I/AAAAAAAAE4I/QuNK_G38Gdk/s1600/mon07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I thought Mom might also like a photo of her with each of her children's families. One way we coordinated clothing from a distance was to tell everyone to wear red, white or blue or any combination thereof. It's fairly foolproof. And converts well to black and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cLzg0dB_jT0/TjBUWlvWqyI/AAAAAAAAE4M/SmUjpqWemjw/s1600/mon08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cLzg0dB_jT0/TjBUWlvWqyI/AAAAAAAAE4M/SmUjpqWemjw/s1600/mon08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my brother, Colin's, family. We had hung out with Evan (right) on previous trips, but I was the only Lambert who had met Megyn (left), way back when she was little and I took a quick trip home by myself. Baby Sloane was new for all of us. Totally adorable and abnormally strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I5CEFdtuMqo/TjBUXG-_1rI/AAAAAAAAE4Q/kFsaSPW5BNE/s1600/mon09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I5CEFdtuMqo/TjBUXG-_1rI/AAAAAAAAE4Q/kFsaSPW5BNE/s1600/mon09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is how I imagine Colin and Martha see their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQm32kO8CJI/TjBUXnvTyiI/AAAAAAAAE4U/L5l8q5OX5cA/s1600/mon10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQm32kO8CJI/TjBUXnvTyiI/AAAAAAAAE4U/L5l8q5OX5cA/s1600/mon10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is how I imagine it really is. See Martha smiling in the midst of chaos? Am I right, Marf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Apy5hJK8tqo/TjBUYCNAslI/AAAAAAAAE4Y/Cj6VnXUVL1M/s1600/mon11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Apy5hJK8tqo/TjBUYCNAslI/AAAAAAAAE4Y/Cj6VnXUVL1M/s1600/mon11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Evan is a totally awesome dude, even surrounded by all these chicks. He did whatever I told him to do. That's a trait I admire in all people. He also looks like the product of if Colin and Martha's dads had a baby together. I am serious. They should have named him BillBob. Megyn is currently 25 years old. I know she looks three, but when she talks, you would swear you are talking to an adult. Respect to you, homegirl. Now start curing cancer or creating cold fusion. If anyone can, you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bZZZvJRGjbM/TjBUYrXr3fI/AAAAAAAAE4c/DB3_-S17ZRI/s1600/mon12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bZZZvJRGjbM/TjBUYrXr3fI/AAAAAAAAE4c/DB3_-S17ZRI/s1600/mon12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Baby Sloane. Sloan-y (that's how I remember to spell her name). Crazy happy. Delicious. Loves her milk and also had a killer desire to walk. The force is strong in this one. She didn't make it into the image at right. I was hoping Margret would hold her but few humans are able to keep her secure. Didn't want to break my brother's kid just to get a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tyoHIPEt16Y/TjBUZKDIWoI/AAAAAAAAE4g/B0fAFBex-HY/s1600/mon13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tyoHIPEt16Y/TjBUZKDIWoI/AAAAAAAAE4g/B0fAFBex-HY/s1600/mon13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After all the photo madness, we took a little time to swing off some steam. It was particularly cool to see three wonderful dads all together on Father's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ax5Xwtg5HQ/TjBUZk_q-8I/AAAAAAAAE4k/MCrKuD2qAhU/s1600/mon14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ax5Xwtg5HQ/TjBUZk_q-8I/AAAAAAAAE4k/MCrKuD2qAhU/s1600/mon14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mom, hope you enjoy all these images, along with a whole bunch more coming your way soon. 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I invite mom to come and relax for a few hours while my assistant and I take care of the baby. Mom doesn't have to feel like she's got to clean her house and I've got all my equipment and materials on hand. It's working quite well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m1UkgBFJI7c/Ti2r7N887AI/AAAAAAAAE3k/h9NMKF_J2L0/s1600/z_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m1UkgBFJI7c/Ti2r7N887AI/AAAAAAAAE3k/h9NMKF_J2L0/s1600/z_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Baby A had a session a few weeks ago and she was completely delightful. She is the fifth child in her family and I have to say that her mom is incredible. Not only did she look fantastic for just having had a baby, but she is actually getting portraits done of her &lt;i&gt;fifth&lt;/i&gt; child. Most families have tons of photos of the first child and then the photos dwindle with each consecutive child as life speeds along. Baby A will get to see herself as a newborn, in custom portraits, for years to come. This kid is getting an excellent start.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jPA-VqaOeuA/Ti2r7ndQNKI/AAAAAAAAE3o/vIzk4NanVY4/s1600/z_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jPA-VqaOeuA/Ti2r7ndQNKI/AAAAAAAAE3o/vIzk4NanVY4/s1600/z_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And why shouldn't she? She's totally adorable, and she let me pose her and wrap things around her and move her around. We stopped a few times for diaper changes and feeding, which is typical. And it was easy to get her right back asleep. I just fell in love with her sweet little face. I know she will grow up to be a darling and cherished girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bS6cGw37IOk/Ti2r8MPG62I/AAAAAAAAE3s/BWJ5JkOuNqA/s1600/z_4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bS6cGw37IOk/Ti2r8MPG62I/AAAAAAAAE3s/BWJ5JkOuNqA/s1600/z_4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Although nine-day-old babies aren't supposed to smile, clearly Baby A didn't get the memo. She smiled for me many times and when I saw her mom for the ordering session, she said she smiles all the time. I'm not surprised. She's a total sweetie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-3606889621283434965?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3606889621283434965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=3606889621283434965&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3606889621283434965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3606889621283434965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/07/welcome-baby-memphis-newborn.html' title='Welcome, Baby A | Memphis newborn photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xKRWSxWsTYY/Ti2r6-CEnjI/AAAAAAAAE3g/R-juKaPu8ec/s72-c/z_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-3840580037914473790</id><published>2011-07-13T08:12:00.092-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T08:12:02.203-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>MLP Studio | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ag87hVf7Bac/ThzQdwfyTsI/AAAAAAAAE3c/z0qYee1BVJU/s1600/1_1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ag87hVf7Bac/ThzQdwfyTsI/AAAAAAAAE3c/z0qYee1BVJU/s1600/1_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These days, when I walk downstairs and into my &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/"&gt;office&lt;/a&gt;, this is what I get to see. We moved in at the end of September last year, and here's what we started with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9BJVAeThzFY/ThzQTIK0mXI/AAAAAAAAE2Y/PQQeS48UAgU/s1600/1-02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9BJVAeThzFY/ThzQTIK0mXI/AAAAAAAAE2Y/PQQeS48UAgU/s1600/1-02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My friend, Greg, thought it was a most excellent mancave and told John to not let me take it over. Sorry, Greg. Mama needs to work. Note the heavy wood blinds and flowered valance. They don't live here anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--bnv2M-f27I/ThzQTx_FawI/AAAAAAAAE2c/b4u5o0CcSwU/s1600/1-03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--bnv2M-f27I/ThzQTx_FawI/AAAAAAAAE2c/b4u5o0CcSwU/s1600/1-03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When it was time to get ready to paint the walls, we had the ordeal of removing the smoked glass shelves, on the wall to the left, above. I suggested using a hammer, but John's cooler head prevailed and we were able to remove hardware and large gobs of adhesive more safely. Note also the weird wires over there. They had to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BwRz_H8eXGY/ThzQUmmhC4I/AAAAAAAAE2g/EZlY_T6TFwU/s1600/1-04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BwRz_H8eXGY/ThzQUmmhC4I/AAAAAAAAE2g/EZlY_T6TFwU/s1600/1-04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This big room was one of the major reasons we bought the house. But the giant speakers (above, near the ceiling) and brass track lighting had to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CHlHB-gW8JI/ThzQVayMHvI/AAAAAAAAE2k/PQU2pi1TcGg/s1600/1-05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CHlHB-gW8JI/ThzQVayMHvI/AAAAAAAAE2k/PQU2pi1TcGg/s1600/1-05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of the first things I did was put a big rug in there (it didn't fit anywhere else) and I bought black slipcovers for the wing chairs. Hmm. Yeah, okay. A little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GwCMmPG-2Co/ThzQV1-_XEI/AAAAAAAAE2o/Oj7WJ2lrK1A/s1600/1-06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GwCMmPG-2Co/ThzQV1-_XEI/AAAAAAAAE2o/Oj7WJ2lrK1A/s1600/1-06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we painted. I thought we could get away with painting just up to the horizontal molding. Nice try, but it made the room way too choppy. We were going to have to get out the ladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2JxPCYaseYE/ThzQWclgAdI/AAAAAAAAE2s/cXBtKNFrrtg/s1600/1-07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2JxPCYaseYE/ThzQWclgAdI/AAAAAAAAE2s/cXBtKNFrrtg/s1600/1-07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ahh. Better. But let me tell you: I don't mind painting hardly anything. But I did not enjoy slapping down the oil-based primer and then three coats of Swiss Coffee on paneling. Painting paneling is not fun (&lt;a href="http://www.younghouselove.com/2009/08/how-to-paint-wood-paneling/"&gt;here's where I found directions&lt;/a&gt;). Ever. It is, however, fun to paint your door bright green and remove the dolphin door knocker that was inexplicably placed off-center.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OlofioPg5TE/ThzQXDm0ZLI/AAAAAAAAE2w/LH_C087LBg0/s1600/1-08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OlofioPg5TE/ThzQXDm0ZLI/AAAAAAAAE2w/LH_C087LBg0/s1600/1-08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I also found this fun rug that fit the room better and matched my dog. That's important, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cx7b5KUcNrM/ThzQXr0hIcI/AAAAAAAAE20/jzawfJAdWig/s1600/1-09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cx7b5KUcNrM/ThzQXr0hIcI/AAAAAAAAE20/jzawfJAdWig/s1600/1-09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We took a bit of a break during the spring, when I was &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/"&gt;busy with portraits&lt;/a&gt;, then started planning projects. A friend has a decorator sister who was nice enough to send me a few ideas, including instructions to build &lt;a href="http://ana-white.com/2010/10/ten-dollar-ledges.html"&gt;ledge shelves&lt;/a&gt;. John and the girls built them one weekend, I painted them and we installed them the next weekend (above, left). I cannot tell you how much I love them. I was able to get rid of a big wood bookcase and display my work this way. Love, love, love it. For the first few days after they were up I just stood in front of them and admired. They really are perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also decided to ditch the slipcovers. They are magnets for dog hair and I was tired of constantly cleaning them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up: I had one big project that I had been putting off for a while: painting the fireplace. I had never done brick before, but with &lt;a href="http://www.younghouselove.com/2009/01/how-to-paint-a-brick-fireplace/"&gt;the help of this post,&lt;/a&gt; I decided it was time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NQ80dHv66CM/ThzQYk15VXI/AAAAAAAAE24/a7D-H9kkv6Y/s1600/1-10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NQ80dHv66CM/ThzQYk15VXI/AAAAAAAAE24/a7D-H9kkv6Y/s1600/1-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And I'm so glad we did. I love the new color, I love the softness it brings to the room, I love the lightness. But I did not enjoy doing it. Maybe it was the part about trying to paint the mortar in between the bricks whist high up on a ladder? Maybe the part where I used two gallons of paint (had to run back out the second day to get more)? Perhaps listening to John sigh every five minutes or so? Not sure. I just never want to paint another brick fireplace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vNX575vtTV8/ThzQZUyFxjI/AAAAAAAAE28/6cQXDsRxB9o/s1600/1-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vNX575vtTV8/ThzQZUyFxjI/AAAAAAAAE28/6cQXDsRxB9o/s1600/1-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yet, look how great the room is looking. Worth it, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vR6vdZoiH-I/ThzQaBsb9hI/AAAAAAAAE3A/W3_ks1TgEt0/s1600/1-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vR6vdZoiH-I/ThzQaBsb9hI/AAAAAAAAE3A/W3_ks1TgEt0/s1600/1-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love the way my canvas of the girls really pops on the brick. And the display shelves look great next to it. I know my stepmother is going to say something nice about the painted brick, even though she really didn't want us to touch it. Sorry, Barb. I like brick too, but it wasn't working for me. I promise not to paint the brick wall outside. Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U6t7ZlFnCEg/ThzQai1l08I/AAAAAAAAE3E/ryH5EnjW4Dg/s1600/1-13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U6t7ZlFnCEg/ThzQai1l08I/AAAAAAAAE3E/ryH5EnjW4Dg/s1600/1-13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Around the same time we had an electrician come over to work out some issues. The only overhead lighting was a weird track light that didn't give much light and it gave it in the wrong direction. And we had some switch and outlet issues that are too boring to talk about. I had hoped we could hardwire some new track lighting, but it was a no-go. Instead, I opted to have him add a light kit to the ceiling fan. Now, my friend, Aimee, doesn't like overhead light. Sorry, Aimee. It was my only choice. And it's now possible for me to work in here at night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K2ZFyzP_GIU/ThzQbEoHWyI/AAAAAAAAE3I/V7Ia0b-Wchg/s1600/1-14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K2ZFyzP_GIU/ThzQbEoHWyI/AAAAAAAAE3I/V7Ia0b-Wchg/s1600/1-14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And speaking of light! Based on the decorator's suggestion, we added sheers and blackout curtains in place of the wood blinds. John and I researched everything and installed it all (another weekend of heavy sighs, but it looks great). I would have loved to found aqua curtains, but went with light blue. So much better than the heavy wood blinds. And when I'm doing an ordering session and need darkness for the projector, the curtains are perfect for making the room dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k6ox-wADqUo/ThzQb2DfEHI/AAAAAAAAE3M/6HN3BrokZf4/s1600/1-15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k6ox-wADqUo/ThzQb2DfEHI/AAAAAAAAE3M/6HN3BrokZf4/s1600/1-15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have a long but narrow window over my workspace but we hung the rod high to give the illusion of a big window. And I love that I can peek out to see which client is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7K8MpBXQirQ/ThzQcaWLOtI/AAAAAAAAE3Q/cDPn8mWuiLo/s1600/1-16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7K8MpBXQirQ/ThzQcaWLOtI/AAAAAAAAE3Q/cDPn8mWuiLo/s1600/1-16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For days after we did the curtains I just stood and admired them too. At right, we added another desk. I have a friend who's been helping me with bookkeeping and I am happy to say that she now gets a real work area. And my &lt;a href="http://www.memphisboudoir.com/"&gt;boudoir clients&lt;/a&gt; have a space to lay out their jewelry and accessories. Win win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YFei9lwxPwo/ThzQc-ISDKI/AAAAAAAAE3U/B899aiumEtw/s1600/1-17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YFei9lwxPwo/ThzQc-ISDKI/AAAAAAAAE3U/B899aiumEtw/s1600/1-17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my projection wall and it's sometimes used for a background during sessions. I'll probably end up moving that prop shelf on the left, but not sure where yet. It's just not working for me. And I think I'll hang my frame samples on one side of the fireplace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ag87hVf7Bac/ThzQdwfyTsI/AAAAAAAAE3c/z0qYee1BVJU/s1600/1_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ag87hVf7Bac/ThzQdwfyTsI/AAAAAAAAE3c/z0qYee1BVJU/s1600/1_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can we just look at it again? It's all so pretty to me and almost surreal. I love that John and I put so much work into this room ourselves. It was hard, but I have to think it was very much worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hDgqyexJM7Y/ThzQdYhPPMI/AAAAAAAAE3Y/vW3OY2JWP6Y/s1600/1-18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hDgqyexJM7Y/ThzQdYhPPMI/AAAAAAAAE3Y/vW3OY2JWP6Y/s1600/1-18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now about the entrance to the rest of the house: I'm thinking about some French doors, and of course I need to finish painting the walls and trim in the hallway. And there's still some work that needs to be done in the garden to get it ready for fall portraits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feel free to lavish praise upon us, or give us your ideas in the comments. This room will always be a work in progress and I'd love to know what you think. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-3840580037914473790?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3840580037914473790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=3840580037914473790&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3840580037914473790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3840580037914473790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/07/mlp-studio-memphis-photographer.html' title='MLP Studio | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ag87hVf7Bac/ThzQdwfyTsI/AAAAAAAAE3c/z0qYee1BVJU/s72-c/1_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, Tennessee, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.029996571178685 -90.04394568750001</georss:point><georss:box>34.182399571178685 -94.37564468750001 35.877593571178686 -85.71224668750001</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-2189758002301917832</id><published>2011-07-08T08:12:00.033-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T08:12:01.419-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Family of three | Memphis family photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ElAsh07yDxM/ThYxHmf24QI/AAAAAAAAE1c/MQUay_WYvwk/s1600/rock1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ElAsh07yDxM/ThYxHmf24QI/AAAAAAAAE1c/MQUay_WYvwk/s1600/rock1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yummy. I love a much loved baby. I love parents who are besotted with their children. I especially love families who want to document that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--qgubV4rumY/ThYxIe3EWFI/AAAAAAAAE1g/qQ_tjdt-LNE/s1600/rock2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--qgubV4rumY/ThYxIe3EWFI/AAAAAAAAE1g/qQ_tjdt-LNE/s1600/rock2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sarah is a &lt;a href="http://rachorphoto.com/"&gt;photographer&lt;/a&gt; friend, and I was so honored when she asked me to do &lt;a href="http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/05/some-people-call-her-rach-star-memphis.html"&gt;maternity&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2010/06/rockstar-baby-memphis-newborn.html"&gt;newborn&lt;/a&gt; portraits last year. She said she &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to come back for One Year portraits. Once again, I was honored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1DiPz5S3rHs/ThYxJMZvfhI/AAAAAAAAE1k/08z7S9b0ezs/s1600/rock3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1DiPz5S3rHs/ThYxJMZvfhI/AAAAAAAAE1k/08z7S9b0ezs/s1600/rock3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Baby M (or is she Big Girl M now?) is truly a delight. She's nearly always smiling and happy, much like her mama. Sarah and I did a scouting trip together with our girls, and after we dropped them off, my Margret said, "that baby isn't just cute; she's A-D-orable!" Totally true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBM0BfJ1Ofg/ThYxXy3j8fI/AAAAAAAAE1s/PFCbBs6l1xQ/s1600/rock4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBM0BfJ1Ofg/ThYxXy3j8fI/AAAAAAAAE1s/PFCbBs6l1xQ/s1600/rock4.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The day of our session we debated for a bit about whether we should go through with it. We had our locations, the clothes were selected and the camera had a fresh CF card. But it was about 197 degrees out. Sarah and I decided we would power through it. I'm not sure Matt got a vote. But I showed up with a round of milkshakes and they took the edge off for a bit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fgwNv-AMV8c/ThYxKmuEJOI/AAAAAAAAE1o/dXeUuUeqo3U/s1600/rock5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fgwNv-AMV8c/ThYxKmuEJOI/AAAAAAAAE1o/dXeUuUeqo3U/s1600/rock5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sarah and Matt, thank you again for giving me the honor of photographing your family. Enjoy your canvas wrap and prints for many years to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-2189758002301917832?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2189758002301917832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=2189758002301917832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2189758002301917832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2189758002301917832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/07/family-of-three-memphis-family.html' title='Family of three | Memphis family photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ElAsh07yDxM/ThYxHmf24QI/AAAAAAAAE1c/MQUay_WYvwk/s72-c/rock1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-6178401263183775452</id><published>2011-07-07T18:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T18:20:34.624-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, John!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L9zUwu_lhEU/ThY-mZCzQwI/AAAAAAAAE1w/NO9c4zTVo8w/s1600/happyjohn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L9zUwu_lhEU/ThY-mZCzQwI/AAAAAAAAE1w/NO9c4zTVo8w/s1600/happyjohn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy, happy birthday to my best friend, my favorite husband and the outstanding father of my children. I'm afraid I'll never be able to tell you exactly how much you mean to me. But be assured it's a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-6178401263183775452?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6178401263183775452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=6178401263183775452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6178401263183775452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6178401263183775452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-birthday-john.html' title='Happy Birthday, John!'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L9zUwu_lhEU/ThY-mZCzQwI/AAAAAAAAE1w/NO9c4zTVo8w/s72-c/happyjohn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-2500591584889091101</id><published>2011-06-27T10:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T10:36:28.969-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><title type='text'>Eight years in a flash.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YdGZ08e0S-I/Tgih0U3ijgI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/YeDb_WodIsE/s1600/abday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YdGZ08e0S-I/Tgih0U3ijgI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/YeDb_WodIsE/s1600/abday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my darling Audrey Pepper. Actually she's Audrey Caroline, but a weird dream John had shortly after she was born resulted in this nickname that sticks. Mostly. When she was in kindergarten, her teacher was making out little certificates for the class and asked Audrey her middle name. We now have a kindergarten diploma with "Audrey Grace Lambert" on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 8th birthday, my dear girl. Thanks for completing our family and giving me something to laugh about every single day. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-2500591584889091101?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2500591584889091101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=2500591584889091101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2500591584889091101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2500591584889091101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/06/eight-years-in-flash.html' title='Eight years in a flash.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YdGZ08e0S-I/Tgih0U3ijgI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/YeDb_WodIsE/s72-c/abday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-7065585173262551285</id><published>2011-06-25T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T22:37:31.244-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Kelly kids | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-41j3ssm_cHc/Tgaa8Lq6E5I/AAAAAAAAE1U/qyMApCwxcQY/s1600/kellykids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-41j3ssm_cHc/Tgaa8Lq6E5I/AAAAAAAAE1U/qyMApCwxcQY/s1600/kellykids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been struggling for a way to begin this post, which is sort of about the above portrait, but really about so much more. Last week we spent a week with my family in Maryland. We drove 1971 miles and I read 17 magazines. We stayed in three hotel rooms, as we traveled through three states. We spent time with five parents, three brothers/sisters-in-law, one sister/brother-in-law and 7.5 nieces/nephews/cousins. We visited two museums. We ate an undetermined amount of blue crabs. And I had 864 emails when I returned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were especially looking forward to the trip because it has been three years, and there were some sweet little relatives that we hadn't even met yet. But we were not looking forward to 16 hours, one way, in the car with potentially whining kids and in congested traffic. But guess what? We didn't have either. It was smooth sailing in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed with my dad and stepmom on their farm and it felt truly wonderful to tell the girls to just go outside and play. They were surrounded by wheat and corn fields and had plenty to explore. We had a family picnic where I was able to see my sister's growing, pregnant belly, and where we just sat and talked for hours. The girls played badminton, swung in a hammock, drove Dad's golf cart, picked fresh blueberries, caught fireflies. Perfect doesn't even come close to describing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning we went over to see one of my brothers and his lovely kids,  two of which are in college now. The same two who were in our wedding  nearly 12 years ago. It was so great to just sit at the table and instantly connect again. One of the awesome things about family. It doesn't hurt that my sister-in-law made biscuits and chocolate gravy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent another morning, at my mom's request, doing a portrait session of her and her grandchildren. It had started to rain but we found a spot under some heavy tree cover and carried on. The rest of the day was at her house, where once again my girls could roam free and get to know their young cousins. While I was hunkered down with some blue crabs, it finally hit me why this trip had been so wonderful. We've hit a turning point with the girls. As my brothers scrambled around making sure their babies were safe (been there, done that), I realized that John and I were truly getting to relax. Margret and Audrey are big enough that we don't need to oversee every move anymore. That was pretty exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've also realized that we don't want to rush around from house to house each day. Longer stretches of time with each family is the key to feeling connected. I have an aunt and uncle in Washington, DC, so we always try to spend some time there too. I want the girls to get to see some of the places that I saw as a kid and they are excellent tourists. Again, they are at a point where they are old enough to handle themselves and we can hop the Metro without worrying they will be freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the portrait above. My mom has three children, all of whom are happily married with kids. We would have had a fine time just spending an hour talking, but she wanted to document having all her grandkids in once place. It was a good move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while it seems as though most of our focus is on the grandkids, I kept thinking about how she (and my other parentals) must be so happy to be able to see their children so happy. I know how happy she was to have us all under the same roof for a little while. Because we were very happy to be together. And one of the ways we express that is that we are just crazy about each other's kids. I will treasure this portrait as much as she will, because I can see my brothers in their children's faces. I can remember all the good and bad times we had as kids. I can see all the hope we have for the future in one little moment when we were together again. I will always be glad that we made the effort to take a photo of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-7065585173262551285?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7065585173262551285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=7065585173262551285&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/7065585173262551285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/7065585173262551285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/06/kelly-kids-memphis-photographer.html' title='Kelly kids | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-41j3ssm_cHc/Tgaa8Lq6E5I/AAAAAAAAE1U/qyMApCwxcQY/s72-c/kellykids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-6511006578957921216</id><published>2011-06-21T07:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T07:46:00.085-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Two girls | Memphis child photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WflkYOsNYRo/TflwJwcbnnI/AAAAAAAAE1A/5wXXXXJkT2Q/s1600/free1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WflkYOsNYRo/TflwJwcbnnI/AAAAAAAAE1A/5wXXXXJkT2Q/s1600/free1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Laura  asked me to photograph her baby girl last fall and I couldn't wait for  our session at their home. I've known her for years and we used to live  in the same neighborhood. Luckily for both of us, we're still just  around the corner from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MAxaNjoWzBw/TflwKUrihmI/AAAAAAAAE1E/8dn3lEgKb2o/s1600/free2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MAxaNjoWzBw/TflwKUrihmI/AAAAAAAAE1E/8dn3lEgKb2o/s1600/free2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Her  sweet baby had absolutely no intention of going to sleep, so we just  went with it. I love it when I can get some eyes wide open images. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jvb7UPTL2Sc/TflwK0qf5nI/AAAAAAAAE1I/nJz5J-S3iAE/s1600/free3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jvb7UPTL2Sc/TflwK0qf5nI/AAAAAAAAE1I/nJz5J-S3iAE/s1600/free3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Big  sister was ready for her moment in the spotlight. Being only three, she  was not all that interested in holding her baby sister. But she was  happy to show me a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7AxDz7OTiTg/TflwLet0uYI/AAAAAAAAE1M/am1b2H7drgE/s1600/free4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7AxDz7OTiTg/TflwLet0uYI/AAAAAAAAE1M/am1b2H7drgE/s1600/free4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And  she was very happy to invite me to her room to show off her extensive  collection of princess regalia. My girls are getting too big for  princess outfits, so it was a pleasure to spend that time with her. And I  love how she accessorized.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Laura, for  letting me peek into the lives of your lovely little girls. Enjoy every  minute with them because I can assure you that it goes so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-6511006578957921216?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6511006578957921216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=6511006578957921216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6511006578957921216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6511006578957921216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/06/two-girls-memphis-child-photographer.html' title='Two girls | Memphis child photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WflkYOsNYRo/TflwJwcbnnI/AAAAAAAAE1A/5wXXXXJkT2Q/s72-c/free1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-4038553389336987760</id><published>2011-06-19T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T09:45:00.859-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wvQGYQkGwA4/Tf4Ec3UayfI/AAAAAAAAE1Q/11mQpYOWu1E/s1600/wheat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wvQGYQkGwA4/Tf4Ec3UayfI/AAAAAAAAE1Q/11mQpYOWu1E/s1600/wheat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the best Dad.&lt;br /&gt;To the memory of the best stepdad.&lt;br /&gt;To the father of my children, who is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;To my brothers, who are all wonderful dads.&lt;br /&gt;To my father-in-law, who adores his grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;To my brother-in-law, who is raising two great men.&lt;br /&gt;To my other brother-in-law, who is suddenly excited about baby bibs and little socks. &lt;br /&gt;To my grandfathers, who I miss.&lt;br /&gt;To my guy friends, who relish their roles as dads.&lt;br /&gt;To the guys about to become dads.&lt;br /&gt;To the dads who grieve their children.&lt;br /&gt;To the moms who have to act as dads, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-4038553389336987760?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4038553389336987760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=4038553389336987760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4038553389336987760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4038553389336987760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wvQGYQkGwA4/Tf4Ec3UayfI/AAAAAAAAE1Q/11mQpYOWu1E/s72-c/wheat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-5871777547182504199</id><published>2011-06-17T08:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T08:35:00.366-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boudoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful you'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Sara | Memphis boudoir photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edQcewtrbq0/TfleDJi5cMI/AAAAAAAAE0s/SmPL554TzhU/s1600/BYSara1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edQcewtrbq0/TfleDJi5cMI/AAAAAAAAE0s/SmPL554TzhU/s1600/BYSara1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last fall Sara, whose family I have photographed several times, told me she wanted to do a portrait session of just her. Sort of like a &lt;a href="http://www.memphisboudoir.com/"&gt;boudoir session&lt;/a&gt;, but not really.&amp;nbsp; You see, she loves yoga and wanted to have some sort of a visual representation of it. We decided that we would do a studio session of her favorite poses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-08hj98Mn8vg/TfleDi7kfsI/AAAAAAAAE0w/JsVf82Ngaas/s1600/BYSara2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-08hj98Mn8vg/TfleDi7kfsI/AAAAAAAAE0w/JsVf82Ngaas/s1600/BYSara2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I set up a backdrop in my then-new studio. I really wanted to see how the light would work and she was sweetly patient with me as I changed things around a few times. We talked through different poses and made sure everything was technically correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eqsDT-c4mwQ/TfleEPjAnfI/AAAAAAAAE00/9VkUwP3CEfk/s1600/BYSara3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eqsDT-c4mwQ/TfleEPjAnfI/AAAAAAAAE00/9VkUwP3CEfk/s1600/BYSara3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And we were both so happy with the results. A few months later, Sara wrote to me to say how much she loves her image box with poses. Each day at work, she sets up one that best represents her mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmglXUU-VZI/Tflok8aYP8I/AAAAAAAAE08/aBmniISlmPA/s1600/BYSara5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmglXUU-VZI/Tflok8aYP8I/AAAAAAAAE08/aBmniISlmPA/s1600/BYSara5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And she's told me that she can't wait to be able to look back at these years from now and remember how important yoga was to her (and still will be, I'm sure). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lTKoYITcsKM/TfleEapWrCI/AAAAAAAAE04/_jX7e4AQ3qI/s1600/BYSara4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lTKoYITcsKM/TfleEapWrCI/AAAAAAAAE04/_jX7e4AQ3qI/s1600/BYSara4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you, Sara, for being such a wonderful client and making this session your own. I admire your spirit and look forward to our next family session in the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-5871777547182504199?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5871777547182504199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=5871777547182504199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5871777547182504199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5871777547182504199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/06/beautiful-sara-memphis-boudoir.html' title='Beautiful Sara | Memphis boudoir photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-edQcewtrbq0/TfleDJi5cMI/AAAAAAAAE0s/SmPL554TzhU/s72-c/BYSara1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-2831754450205802469</id><published>2011-06-16T07:54:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T07:54:00.025-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, J!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eHjbYMAt9Og/TflXeJYZXrI/AAAAAAAAE0g/Cb2Ph8MLsXc/s1600/jparty1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eHjbYMAt9Og/TflXeJYZXrI/AAAAAAAAE0g/Cb2Ph8MLsXc/s1600/jparty1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This sweet girl turned 4 back in April and as with all of her other birthdays, I was there to capture it. Her mom and I go way back, and I refer to myself as her official photographer. I photographed her as a newborn and I think I've done all her Christmas cards. Or at least most of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCYSQY5qTeE/TflXeYN3qYI/AAAAAAAAE0k/Qz9JpysgxgA/s1600/jparty2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCYSQY5qTeE/TflXeYN3qYI/AAAAAAAAE0k/Qz9JpysgxgA/s1600/jparty2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I always love seeing her, because she loves the camera. When she was eight months old I swear to you that she actually posed. No, really. She saw the camera and popped a big smile. And has been doing it ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E4J4TmShtpE/TflXe2JNU3I/AAAAAAAAE0o/6KfI72_OtOI/s1600/jparty3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E4J4TmShtpE/TflXe2JNU3I/AAAAAAAAE0o/6KfI72_OtOI/s1600/jparty3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;J, tell your mom and dad how grateful I am that I get to be a part of your life! I look forward to many more years of portrait sessions and holiday cards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-2831754450205802469?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2831754450205802469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=2831754450205802469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2831754450205802469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2831754450205802469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthday-j.html' title='Happy Birthday, J!'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eHjbYMAt9Og/TflXeJYZXrI/AAAAAAAAE0g/Cb2Ph8MLsXc/s72-c/jparty1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-787678665151078534</id><published>2011-06-13T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T11:21:24.758-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boudoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful you'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Lisa KC | Memphis boudoir photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9a_klOaHO64/TfY1qQww9xI/AAAAAAAAE0M/TG6GXHAwzOo/s1600/by_lkc1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9a_klOaHO64/TfY1qQww9xI/AAAAAAAAE0M/TG6GXHAwzOo/s1600/by_lkc1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When someone tells me that they'd like to do their &lt;a href="http://www.memphisboudoir.com/"&gt;Beautiful You boudoir portrait&lt;/a&gt; session outside, it will certainly get my attention. Lisa had the idea that she wanted to do something a little different and I was happy to try something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GWu_bGnTKd0/TfY1q4vMuGI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/FEUP1LfBVKs/s1600/by_lkc2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GWu_bGnTKd0/TfY1q4vMuGI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/FEUP1LfBVKs/s1600/by_lkc2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We met at a lovely, rural place and quickly started looking over the outfits she brought. I loved her choices, especially her fabulous shoe collection.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cv_xhRH6Vas/TfY1rdlNlQI/AAAAAAAAE0U/lyOVmyk9zrc/s1600/by_lkc3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cv_xhRH6Vas/TfY1rdlNlQI/AAAAAAAAE0U/lyOVmyk9zrc/s1600/by_lkc3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The sun was setting as we moved our way around the property and Lisa was up for anything I suggested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3xGzN5oWso/TfY1r68dtjI/AAAAAAAAE0Y/xC_O9ot3hOI/s1600/by_lkc4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3xGzN5oWso/TfY1r68dtjI/AAAAAAAAE0Y/xC_O9ot3hOI/s1600/by_lkc4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had reschedule the session because of various obstacles, but I had a feeling it would be worth the wait. Lisa was just fantastic, and delightful to be around. I'm so glad I got to know her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7MaVaL2PzW8/TfY1sTF2-hI/AAAAAAAAE0c/ROebjb5CIaw/s1600/by_lkc5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7MaVaL2PzW8/TfY1sTF2-hI/AAAAAAAAE0c/ROebjb5CIaw/s1600/by_lkc5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you, Lisa, for your adventuresome spirit! I hope you enjoy your album, canvas and prints for years to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-787678665151078534?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/787678665151078534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=787678665151078534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/787678665151078534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/787678665151078534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/06/beautiful-lisa-kc-memphis-boudoir.html' title='Beautiful Lisa KC | Memphis boudoir photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9a_klOaHO64/TfY1qQww9xI/AAAAAAAAE0M/TG6GXHAwzOo/s72-c/by_lkc1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-1095901037392300729</id><published>2011-06-12T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T08:24:48.543-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><title type='text'>Grateful for signs from the universe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JcIOJUDiMqY/TfS2NxASnaI/AAAAAAAAE0I/nPKYR4fB_AM/s1600/dogspurpose.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JcIOJUDiMqY/TfS2NxASnaI/AAAAAAAAE0I/nPKYR4fB_AM/s1600/dogspurpose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Margret read this book for school last year and did a lovely little book report. As with all the books she reads, she was eager to tell us about and she even told me I should read it too. Honestly, I was not that interested in it because I thought it would be too basic/kid-ish/boring for me. A few days ago it appeared on my nightstand with an intriguing note: "Read me, Marci" it said. How can you turn down a book that is asking you to read it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I picked it up Thursday night and quickly read a few chapters. It was charming. Friday I was at the salon getting a cut and color and I read more. The girls were still at art camp when I was done, so I went to get some lunch and read more. After camp, the girls were due at a friend's house for the afternoon, so I dropped them off, came home and read until I finished it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a book about a dog, and we all know how books about dogs end. Except this dog lives four different lives, so there was more than one time I was wiping away tears. I'm a sucker from a book told from the dog's point of view. So thank you, universe and Margret, for sending &lt;b&gt;this delightful little book&lt;/b&gt; into my life. It was wonderful and I'm truly grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was a particularly busy day, as we had planned to go to the movies with some friends who would bring their daughter over to our house where a babysitter would watch them. We had a great time seeing "Bridesmaids" and when we got back home I noticed all the girls were wearing different clothes. Turns out they had had a fashion show for the babysitter, and they had used some cardboard boxes from my office to reprise a play (&lt;a href="http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-21-2009.html"&gt;an encore performance of A Girl and A Squirrel; a Margret and Audrey original production&lt;/a&gt;). My friend walked the babysitter to her car and stood talking to her for a while. I found out later that the babysitter had such a great time with our girls. She was so happy to see how &lt;b&gt;imaginative&lt;/b&gt; the kids were. She told my friend she had just about lost hope with kids these days because all the others she babysits just want to play with their Wii and DSs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be the first to admit that I want to do my best for my girls, but I constantly worry I'm not giving them enough. I worry I'm doing things now that will totally screw them up as adults in the future. I worry I'm too lax. I worry I'm too mean. But after the babysitter's comments, I was so happy and relieved. I think we must be doing &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; right. And it's nice to hear it from a third party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-1095901037392300729?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/1095901037392300729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=1095901037392300729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/1095901037392300729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/1095901037392300729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/06/grateful-for-signs-from-universe.html' title='Grateful for signs from the universe.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JcIOJUDiMqY/TfS2NxASnaI/AAAAAAAAE0I/nPKYR4fB_AM/s72-c/dogspurpose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-9140688763535623609</id><published>2011-06-09T10:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T11:11:19.246-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boudoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful you'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Mary | Memphis boudoir photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KP3vcxwTyr4/Te_jRhk8RhI/AAAAAAAAEz4/esDx56-06HM/s1600/bymary1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KP3vcxwTyr4/Te_jRhk8RhI/AAAAAAAAEz4/esDx56-06HM/s1600/bymary1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I got a call from a young woman who wanted to do a &lt;a href="http://www.memphisboudoir.com/"&gt;boudoir session&lt;/a&gt; as a surprise for her upcoming anniversary. Excellent, I said. Many women start with the idea of doing a session for the benefit of a loved one. But don't be surprised when you discover that a boudoir session is really a gift to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mVDA-vILbCI/Te_jSAwdPvI/AAAAAAAAEz8/phh0frAh2MY/s1600/bymary2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mVDA-vILbCI/Te_jSAwdPvI/AAAAAAAAEz8/phh0frAh2MY/s1600/bymary2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've watched it happen over and over again: a woman begins her session a little nervous and unsure (who wouldn't be?). But with a little coaching and praise, there's a moment where I see her get very comfortable with the whole thing. She gets it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1b9ct-e3YTo/Te_jSk7HapI/AAAAAAAAE0A/xx68CXOP_Wo/s1600/bymary3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1b9ct-e3YTo/Te_jSk7HapI/AAAAAAAAE0A/xx68CXOP_Wo/s1600/bymary3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Her self-confidence begins to soar when she realizes that it's really fun. And she's good at it. Before she even sees the images she has a great feeling about herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3FXGwj1cPnc/Te_jTMTXlcI/AAAAAAAAE0E/NIaRqe-dK2Q/s1600/bymary4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3FXGwj1cPnc/Te_jTMTXlcI/AAAAAAAAE0E/NIaRqe-dK2Q/s1600/bymary4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Which is honestly why I do (and love) boudoir photography. I love seeing women appreciate themselves. I love seeing them &lt;i&gt;value&lt;/i&gt; themselves. I love helping make a keepsake that they can look at years from now, and feel glad they did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Mary, for allowing me to photograph you. Hope you enjoy your album for years to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-9140688763535623609?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/9140688763535623609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=9140688763535623609&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/9140688763535623609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/9140688763535623609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/06/beautiful-mary-memphis-boudoir.html' title='Beautiful Mary | Memphis boudoir photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KP3vcxwTyr4/Te_jRhk8RhI/AAAAAAAAEz4/esDx56-06HM/s72-c/bymary1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-2796326424413154647</id><published>2011-06-07T09:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T11:11:49.684-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><title type='text'>Four generations | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zuIyfenREXs/Te4sarvO6kI/AAAAAAAAEzs/XC7o8WDS-mM/s1600/toni1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zuIyfenREXs/Te4sarvO6kI/AAAAAAAAEzs/XC7o8WDS-mM/s1600/toni1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I first met my friend, Toni (far right), shortly after I moved to Memphis 16 years ago. We belonged to a professional group and got to know each other well (perhaps because we both love to laugh?). A few years later I found myself at her birthday party, which was held at the home of my future husband (I had no idea at the time) and his roommate. I wasn't sure I was going to go, but decided that I needed to get out and I always thought that Toni was fun to be around. That night I met a core group of people who would become my very best friends and we spent the next several years together, going to movies, having parties and wearing bridesmaids dresses at each other's weddings. These friends became my family and I am so appreciative that Toni came into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3jU1GTJbP3s/Te4sbnLfAGI/AAAAAAAAEzw/SRuT_FJ_gQA/s1600/toni2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3jU1GTJbP3s/Te4sbnLfAGI/AAAAAAAAEzw/SRuT_FJ_gQA/s1600/toni2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And because Toni is a superfabulous person who values her family (whether they are related to her or not), she contacted me about doing a very special portrait session. Her grandmother turned 90 earlier this year, and she thought it would be a perfect time to do some family portraits, especially with some out-of-town relatives visiting. I agreed. And I was so honored that she asked me to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early one Sunday, we gathered everyone together and did the big group portrait above. We also took advantage of the situation to photograph each person with Nanny, and we photographed Toni with her brother, mom and grandmother. Toni's brother's family got their own family portrait too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ar7CvVQlZz4/Te4scMb_40I/AAAAAAAAEz0/5tfuo4f_oko/s1600/toni3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ar7CvVQlZz4/Te4scMb_40I/AAAAAAAAEz0/5tfuo4f_oko/s1600/toni3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I showed her everything, I told her that I hoped her family appreciated what she had done for them. She laughed a little, but I said, no, really. These portraits, of all of you together, are truly a gift. So now Nanny has the group portrait, Toni's mom has a canvas of herself, her mother and her children, and Toni's brother has portraits of his family. Nanny has an album of all the images. Toni invested a significant amount, but I think she knows these portraits will just get more valuable with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-2796326424413154647?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2796326424413154647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=2796326424413154647&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2796326424413154647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2796326424413154647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/06/four-generations-memphis-photographer.html' title='Four generations | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zuIyfenREXs/Te4sarvO6kI/AAAAAAAAEzs/XC7o8WDS-mM/s72-c/toni1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-3301693163752882960</id><published>2011-06-05T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T13:10:31.242-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Grateful for having it all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cW7V8G2KaWc/TevEQmPsQaI/AAAAAAAAEzo/tWqFTFuuDxw/s1600/blueswing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cW7V8G2KaWc/TevEQmPsQaI/AAAAAAAAEzo/tWqFTFuuDxw/s1600/blueswing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So here's the thing: I get to work, but I also get to be home with the girls. I get to live &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; work in a house I love, in a neighborhood I love, in a city I love. I can spend part of a morning painting a porch swing and part of it talking to a client about their upcoming portrait session. I can join a friend and go swimming with our kids, then come home and have ice cream cones. Then order frames and prints for a client. I can do laundry while putting together a client slide show. I can write a proposal for a project while texting my husband so we can pick a movie to watch together. I can get up early or stay up late to work. And I have a husband who loves to come home and cook dinner. It would be ridiculous if I didn't appreciate all that I have. But I do. I really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-3301693163752882960?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3301693163752882960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=3301693163752882960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3301693163752882960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3301693163752882960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/06/grateful-for-having-it-all.html' title='Grateful for having it all.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cW7V8G2KaWc/TevEQmPsQaI/AAAAAAAAEzo/tWqFTFuuDxw/s72-c/blueswing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-646154301468806175</id><published>2011-06-01T07:34:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T07:34:00.126-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>If I had ten thousand dollars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wm5bat6rSwA/TeVFtm4-XZI/AAAAAAAAEzk/VBAtuVOyjac/s1600/dreamy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wm5bat6rSwA/TeVFtm4-XZI/AAAAAAAAEzk/VBAtuVOyjac/s1600/dreamy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On Memorial Day, we had some longtime friends over for a cookout. At some point during a four-hour conversation with my friend, she said something that I have said outloud too: "If I just had an extra $10,000 I could do all the stuff to my house that I've been wanting to do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen, sister. I'm still working to make our new house (okay, I'll stop calling it new in September) the way I want it. And it's not that I have huge plans. I basically want to paint every room and change out light fixtures. And rework some electrical issues. And replace a few doors. Okay, fine. I'll admit I also want hardwood floors in the den along with a built-in media center. But that's way down the line. For now I would settle for lights and doors. Oh, um. I'd like to rip out the upstairs carpet and refinish the floors and add closet organizers. I think that might be everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of my problem is that I love to read house blogs. Here, let me enable you:&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.younghouselove.com/"&gt;Young House Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://honeyandfitz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Honey &amp;amp; Fitz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.remodelaholic.com/"&gt;Remodelaholic&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.ana-white.com/"&gt;Ana White&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apologies to your boss and/or the list of errands that you will not be accomplishing today. I will also admit that I wasted about 30 minutes as I looked up each of these for you. And I will also admit I am now thinking of new projects I'd like to complete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real point of this post is to ask you: what would you do with an extra $10,000? No, I'm not having a giveaway. Just curious. I already know I'd use it to feather the nest. Ten thousand spendable dollars (let's leave taxes out of this) drops in your lap and you can't put it in the bank. What would you do? Leave a comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-646154301468806175?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/646154301468806175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=646154301468806175&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/646154301468806175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/646154301468806175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-i-had-ten-thousand-dollars.html' title='If I had ten thousand dollars.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wm5bat6rSwA/TeVFtm4-XZI/AAAAAAAAEzk/VBAtuVOyjac/s72-c/dreamy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-5706766103248195471</id><published>2011-05-31T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:42:54.163-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>Now he is one | Memphis family photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tj1rXk4pDxM/TeUz2t-CvQI/AAAAAAAAEzg/hjH1luZ4dQI/s1600/babyHvday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tj1rXk4pDxM/TeUz2t-CvQI/AAAAAAAAEzg/hjH1luZ4dQI/s1600/babyHvday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I photographed Baby H above back in January, well before his first birthday. He is one of my favorite subjects because, well, &lt;i&gt;look at him&lt;/i&gt;. A. D. Orable. And his parents are awesome. I'll be photographing them all this weekend in their final &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/#pages/Pricing%20&amp;amp;%20Sessions/Maternity%20+%20Newborn%20+%20First%20Year"&gt;Baby's First Year session&lt;/a&gt; (a series of three photo sessions). I'm sorting of hoping the weathermen are completely wrong about this week's forecasted temperatures, because it's going to be hot hot hot. And I want my boy to be happy and smiling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-5706766103248195471?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5706766103248195471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=5706766103248195471&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5706766103248195471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5706766103248195471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/05/now-he-is-one-memphis-family.html' title='Now he is one | Memphis family photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tj1rXk4pDxM/TeUz2t-CvQI/AAAAAAAAEzg/hjH1luZ4dQI/s72-c/babyHvday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-4620162304721308330</id><published>2011-05-26T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T17:01:18.724-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><title type='text'>Summer Manifesto.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8TAu075UuCA/Td7JMBKolKI/AAAAAAAAEzc/Uk26LzGcjJs/s1600/bubbly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8TAu075UuCA/Td7JMBKolKI/AAAAAAAAEzc/Uk26LzGcjJs/s1600/bubbly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is the first day of summer break. What I wanted most was to &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; get up at 6:30. I slept all the way til 6:50, but decided to lay in bed until 8. It was wonderful. Margret got up quietly and entertained herself while Audrey slept and John got ready for work. Margret even let Lexi out without setting off our alarm. Totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been talking off and on about our plans for the summer, and I have arranged for a number of activities for the girls. But I'm also all about some lazy days here and there. Today was one of those days. I need to get some work done, and the weather was outrageously nice, so I found some bubbles in the garage and told the girls to get busy playing. I had no other expectations of them. And they have been total sweeties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to accomplish a few goals with them, though. Pay attention, girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;b&gt;Quiet time&lt;/b&gt; is back. Quiet time is two hours after lunch that are spent...quietly. You can read, draw, play with playdough, nap, play with Legos or anything else that doesn't require a screen in front of your face. It's also a time to let Mommy work. On the really good days, they forget to keep track of the two hours and it stretches longer.&lt;br /&gt;• This is the summer of &lt;b&gt;fixing your own breakfast&lt;/b&gt;. I do not plan on attending college with my children so that I can still pour their cereal and milk. You will start doing this on your own. I'm positive it won't kill them.&lt;br /&gt;• And you have to &lt;b&gt;bus your dishes&lt;/b&gt; after every meal, not just dinner anymore. Again, you are old enough. I've seen toddlers who can stick a dish in the dishwasher.&lt;br /&gt;• Reading is mandatory, for all of us. Expect to see Mommy in the porch swing with a book in her hand. Often. And you've got some required reading for school. We'll reinstate &lt;b&gt;Library Day&lt;/b&gt;, which may be combined with &lt;b&gt;McDonald's Day&lt;/b&gt;. Once a week, we'll go to both places. &lt;br /&gt;• I'd like to have an &lt;b&gt;Adventure&lt;/b&gt; each week. Nothing specific in mind, but we had such a good time exploring Memphis over Spring Break that I'd like to extend that into the summer. I think I may set up a small budget to fund such things.&lt;br /&gt;• One of my friends suggests a weekly &lt;b&gt;Mom/kid get-together&lt;/b&gt; at a local park. I'm all for it. I miss my mom friends when there's no daily pick up at school.&lt;br /&gt;• There's no escaping &lt;b&gt;Math&lt;/b&gt;. John has volunteered to take on a math challenge each week. Those multiplication tables aren't going to learn themselves. But we're not starting that this week.&lt;br /&gt;• We will, however, be putting away &lt;b&gt;laundry&lt;/b&gt; this week. And likely each day as I do laundry. And I might even require help with that. Prepare yourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't get too worked up about the work ahead. I think Friday is going to be a lazy day too. Just don't wake me up at 6:30.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-4620162304721308330?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4620162304721308330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=4620162304721308330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4620162304721308330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4620162304721308330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/05/summer-manifesto.html' title='Summer Manifesto.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8TAu075UuCA/Td7JMBKolKI/AAAAAAAAEzc/Uk26LzGcjJs/s72-c/bubbly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-165109172845494698</id><published>2011-05-22T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T18:07:56.220-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Grateful for a revived backyard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sxdwlzLfL3g/TdmPruOrsNI/AAAAAAAAEzQ/K-b6x2FwE4s/s1600/bkyardgarden1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sxdwlzLfL3g/TdmPruOrsNI/AAAAAAAAEzQ/K-b6x2FwE4s/s1600/bkyardgarden1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I really want to not &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt;. But I really want. A lot. I walk around my beloved house and see a master bath that needs painting and a laundry room that needs more work and a dining room that needs furniture and a paint job and a pantry just crying out for a makeover. I've got a whole ambitious plan for the living room and thoughts of cabinet refacing in the kitchen. And I want to do it all this week. Or rather, last week. So I'm constantly having a conversation with myself about where to direct my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I had a lot of unscheduled time (for the first time since maybe last spring?) so John decided to help me &lt;i&gt;focus&lt;/i&gt; on one particular area. Otherwise I would make grand plans to do way too much and then be discouraged that I didn't get enough done. The dude knows me well. He correctly suggested that we work on the backyard. The weather was nice and the area was becoming an eyesore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had local garden legend Tom Pellet over to help determine how we can improve the area and we had followed his directions on what to tear out and move. We just hadn't gotten to adding new plantings back in yet. Plus all our rain this spring was wreaking some havoc. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-31yPKQBSoIg/TdmPsfChdRI/AAAAAAAAEzU/NT88uhVojk0/s1600/bkyardgarden2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-31yPKQBSoIg/TdmPsfChdRI/AAAAAAAAEzU/NT88uhVojk0/s1600/bkyardgarden2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Let's go back to what we had when we bought the house. See above. Great structure, with the brick wall and lovely Japanese maple on the right. But the rest of it really just suffered from neglect and plants that had popped up in weird places. So we spent a few weekends cutting things down and digging other things up. It was a good start but it was beginning to suffer from our neglect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hGwM3ci6kWA/TdmPtLlbgWI/AAAAAAAAEzY/pqVHBrtM27A/s1600/bkyardgarden3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hGwM3ci6kWA/TdmPtLlbgWI/AAAAAAAAEzY/pqVHBrtM27A/s1600/bkyardgarden3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This weekend we picked up a ground cover for the small bed (Lysimachia)  and we evened out the big bed, above (Wow. We worked so hard on that and it looks like nothing.). The rain today kept us from sodding it  with zoysia, but that's next on the list. I'll also be on the hunt for  two frostproof gardenias, one to put in a small bed on the far lower  left, and the other to go next to the Japanese maple. And I have some hanging baskets that need filling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I saw these improvements, I started moving our outdoor furniture around and we talked about getting an umbrella for the table. And I picked out some black metal panels to put against the far wall. And I bought some spray paint so I can change the color of the wood porch swing. Tomorrow I'll be ordering a new storm door for the &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/"&gt;studio&lt;/a&gt;, which opens out to this area. I also have plans to spray paint some concrete urns and put them against the far wall. As soon as I google how to paint concrete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still have a way to go -- lots more plantings need to be added in, but I'm trying not to go overboard. And it was really lovely to sit in the backyard and just look at it last night. We even made s'mores around the firepit and admired our progress. Thank goodness John kept me focused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, mostly. Because I talked him into making me a bunch of shelves for my office (the lumber is in the garage right now). That's the other area I'm focusing on. I still need to paint the fireplace and hang curtains and find better guest furniture. And do some decluttering. Anyone think I can complete all that before moving on to the next area? Yeah. Me, neither. Look for more garden photos to follow soon, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-165109172845494698?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/165109172845494698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=165109172845494698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/165109172845494698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/165109172845494698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/05/grateful-for-revived-backyard.html' title='Grateful for a revived backyard.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sxdwlzLfL3g/TdmPruOrsNI/AAAAAAAAEzQ/K-b6x2FwE4s/s72-c/bkyardgarden1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-8329446314891291867</id><published>2011-05-19T07:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T10:06:45.346-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommend'/><title type='text'>I recommend...Pinhole Press | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1hgqgattI8o/TdP4siSojrI/AAAAAAAAEy4/r1C3hzJNrok/s1600/pinhole_samples.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1hgqgattI8o/TdP4siSojrI/AAAAAAAAEy4/r1C3hzJNrok/s1600/pinhole_samples.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've just opened my affiliate account at &lt;a href="http://pinholepress.com/?prc=SHOWYOURLOVE#/?prc=SHOWYOURLOVE"&gt;Pinhole Press&lt;/a&gt; and received my first order: some notepads for clients. And they are lovely. The site was designed for &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/#/home/"&gt;photographers&lt;/a&gt; who sell digital images and want a high quality place for clients to use those images. Most of my clients buy wall art or albums, but occasionally I get the person who wants a disk. I'm so happy to have &lt;a href="http://pinholepress.com/#/?prc=SHOWYOURLOVE"&gt;Pinhole Press&lt;/a&gt; as my recommended vendor for output. They offer a variety of stationery products, calendars and framed prints. &lt;a href="http://pinholepress.com/#/?prc=SHOWYOURLOVE."&gt;Click here to open your (free) account (go to My Account to register) and use the photographer's code ShowYourLove to connect it to mine&lt;/a&gt;. You can upload your own photos as well and make some simply beautiful products. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Full disclosure: I do receive a small commission for all orders placed using my code.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-8329446314891291867?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8329446314891291867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=8329446314891291867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8329446314891291867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8329446314891291867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-recommendpinhole-press-memphis.html' title='I recommend...Pinhole Press | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1hgqgattI8o/TdP4siSojrI/AAAAAAAAEy4/r1C3hzJNrok/s72-c/pinhole_samples.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-8275399419689248031</id><published>2011-05-18T12:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T12:29:46.979-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newborn'/><title type='text'>Sweet Baby Boy | Memphis newborn photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MnzW6eOe1uU/TdP96nCZsSI/AAAAAAAAEy8/5nYoeOWUINk/s1600/babyd1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MnzW6eOe1uU/TdP96nCZsSI/AAAAAAAAEy8/5nYoeOWUINk/s1600/babyd1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh babies. How I love babies. I love them even more when their moms call me and schedule a newborn photo session within the first two weeks of their lives. Baby D was a total sweetie. He dropped off right away in my studio and my assistant and I got started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-osUGSno-I3Q/TdP97e487RI/AAAAAAAAEzA/_vpnlZBXpTA/s1600/babyd2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-osUGSno-I3Q/TdP97e487RI/AAAAAAAAEzA/_vpnlZBXpTA/s1600/babyd2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I take advantage of the large windows in my studio for natural lighting. And I always turn up the heat and the noise machine to keep babies sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gbDXoEZOiE4/TdP973nEYVI/AAAAAAAAEzE/jgLNij3tezs/s1600/babyd3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gbDXoEZOiE4/TdP973nEYVI/AAAAAAAAEzE/jgLNij3tezs/s1600/babyd3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mom gets to relax for a while as we change backdrops and wraps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-23id_SZPD5s/TdP98mjhCpI/AAAAAAAAEzI/VYZfIOOiB1Y/s1600/babyd4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-23id_SZPD5s/TdP98mjhCpI/AAAAAAAAEzI/VYZfIOOiB1Y/s1600/babyd4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Uh oh. Baby D woke up. I prefer babies to sleep so I can position them the way I like. But Baby D must have been curious. He stayed awake for a while so we did several portraits with eyes wide open. And he's so cute, so I really didn't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1WWFhuqX-W8/TdP9886m8CI/AAAAAAAAEzM/6DBsOBMhoNQ/s1600/babyd5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1WWFhuqX-W8/TdP9886m8CI/AAAAAAAAEzM/6DBsOBMhoNQ/s1600/babyd5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eventually we got him to drift back to sleep so we could work some more. So glad he was willing to take another nap, because these are among my favorite images from the day. And thank you, Baby D, for being such a lovely, sweet boy! You make your mama so happy and I know you have a wonderful life ahead of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-8275399419689248031?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8275399419689248031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=8275399419689248031&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8275399419689248031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8275399419689248031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/05/sweet-baby-boy-memphis-newborn.html' title='Sweet Baby Boy | Memphis newborn photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MnzW6eOe1uU/TdP96nCZsSI/AAAAAAAAEy8/5nYoeOWUINk/s72-c/babyd1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-6669172853942850477</id><published>2011-05-16T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T21:44:31.309-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><title type='text'>Hippies and Ballerinas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pTXpqyseGTQ/TdHa2VCs83I/AAAAAAAAEyk/f7GvP57oaJc/s1600/mbday1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pTXpqyseGTQ/TdHa2VCs83I/AAAAAAAAEyk/f7GvP57oaJc/s1600/mbday1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was a busy weekend. It started with Audrey's ballet recital rehearsal on Friday afternoon. I quickly put her hair in a bun, got her dressed and over to the the venue and managed to snap a few photos (below). We were up early Saturday for Audrey's last soccer game (a loss; frowny face), then on to grocery shopping (Margret and me) and buying a birthday present for Margret (Audrey and John).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 4pm, Ann (John's mom) had delivered the cake and the house was clean enough for the Sixties Sleepover to begin. Margret wanted a slumber party, which means greatly limiting the number guests invited (I would have loved to have more of her friends but thought six was enough. It was.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1WVljBON5RE/TdHa3Et6U-I/AAAAAAAAEyo/QSrP-ls9fx0/s1600/mbday2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1WVljBON5RE/TdHa3Et6U-I/AAAAAAAAEyo/QSrP-ls9fx0/s1600/mbday2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We did a bunch of crafts, ordered pizza and let them run around outside. And I have to say the girls were delightful. They were sweet and polite and they all got along so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ve8KzLvi8lA/TdHa3kl5lWI/AAAAAAAAEys/8lRK8Q2fwzk/s1600/mbday3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ve8KzLvi8lA/TdHa3kl5lWI/AAAAAAAAEys/8lRK8Q2fwzk/s1600/mbday3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Margret designed her cake, which was made (for the tenth straight year) by her grandmother. Later, we put a movie on the wall in the studio and let them spread out their sleeping bags and eat popcorn. Sidenote: it is amazing how much food little girls can consume in a group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning was time for pancakes and bacon. John and I were pleasantly surprised that we slept until 7:30. And once we got up, we found only two girls awake. Having a sleepover in your house and actually getting sleep (as a parent) is beyond exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G8PkXXJEhy8/TdHa4L1PlsI/AAAAAAAAEyw/xFsI_kEUeTM/s1600/mbday4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G8PkXXJEhy8/TdHa4L1PlsI/AAAAAAAAEyw/xFsI_kEUeTM/s1600/mbday4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once we handed the girlies off to their respective parents, it was time to get ready for the second big event. Audrey's ballet recital happened to take place right at the same time as the Grizzlies playoff game (round two, seventh game) so we tried to plan a quick escape so we'd be able to watch the end. I will confess that John and I repeatedly checked the score on our phones during the performance, but not when Audrey was actually on stage. I swear. I had already taken photos during the rehearsal, leaving me able to truly enjoy the show (that's my baby in the middle up there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akxJoqp3n40/TdHa4uz_H4I/AAAAAAAAEy0/DBrF2m5JLs0/s1600/mbday5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akxJoqp3n40/TdHa4uz_H4I/AAAAAAAAEy0/DBrF2m5JLs0/s1600/mbday5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She really did a lovely job and received her fifth year ribbon, which is pretty cool when you are not quite eight years old (she's standing in the back with her arms in a diagonal). We packed up and left and caught the last few minutes of the game, which the Grizz lost. Another frowny face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we are looking at a week with much less activity. Which we welcome. Soccer is over. Ballet is over. So is drama class and all field trips. The girls and I laughed that we only have one thing on our list this week: go see a friend in her ballet performance. So after run-run-running the last few months, I welcome the easy week ahead. It sure feels like we earned it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-6669172853942850477?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6669172853942850477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=6669172853942850477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6669172853942850477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6669172853942850477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/05/hippies-and-ballerinas.html' title='Hippies and Ballerinas.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pTXpqyseGTQ/TdHa2VCs83I/AAAAAAAAEyk/f7GvP57oaJc/s72-c/mbday1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-4813624828591416856</id><published>2011-05-13T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T12:45:12.956-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><title type='text'>10 years in a flash.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-saAOOYCOjak/Tc1sWwU3SnI/AAAAAAAAEyg/HKb5mBK_Qbo/s1600/margret10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-saAOOYCOjak/Tc1sWwU3SnI/AAAAAAAAEyg/HKb5mBK_Qbo/s1600/margret10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How is it possible that I am in possession of a ten-year-old? Of my own making? Yesterday was Margret's birthday (and Blogger wasn't working) and cliched as it is: I still remember holding her in my arms for the first time, drunk on love and Stadol. We opted not to find out whether we were having a boy or girl, so getting to meet this new person was such a gift. Last night, Margret wanted dinner out, and we invited some friends. And we told her how this friend was out of town on a business trip when Margret was born, but she came straight from the airport at 11pm a few days later and thought that Margret was indescribably cute. She was right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, my darling girl. Thanks for making me into a mom, and for developing into such a magnificent girl. Now go clean your room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-4813624828591416856?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4813624828591416856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=4813624828591416856&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4813624828591416856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4813624828591416856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/05/10-years-in-flash.html' title='10 years in a flash.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-saAOOYCOjak/Tc1sWwU3SnI/AAAAAAAAEyg/HKb5mBK_Qbo/s72-c/margret10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-5948873539235503496</id><published>2011-05-09T19:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T20:01:53.843-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><title type='text'>I love grandparents | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gOVVrMAwC58/TciCCB-HzrI/AAAAAAAAEyQ/VL05Vf8VIx4/s1600/gbrt1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gOVVrMAwC58/TciCCB-HzrI/AAAAAAAAEyQ/VL05Vf8VIx4/s1600/gbrt1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've known these little boys for several years now. They just keep getting cuter. I mean more handsome. But they are also cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EuZVF7rQPs0/TciCCryqnjI/AAAAAAAAEyU/nAkszdDFHeA/s1600/gbrt2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EuZVF7rQPs0/TciCCryqnjI/AAAAAAAAEyU/nAkszdDFHeA/s1600/gbrt2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Their mother decided that her boys and her parents needed a portrait session together and I was happy to make it all happen. I've said before that grandparents are so wonderful and so important in the life of a child.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9cc2mahGu0M/TciCC4drZeI/AAAAAAAAEyY/phpRezbZ-Eo/s1600/gbrt3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9cc2mahGu0M/TciCC4drZeI/AAAAAAAAEyY/phpRezbZ-Eo/s1600/gbrt3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They love the photos now, but I also think about how much these will mean to the boys years from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Vnnc7drLR0/TciCDP4LK6I/AAAAAAAAEyc/3siijD0YRnU/s1600/gbrt4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Vnnc7drLR0/TciCDP4LK6I/AAAAAAAAEyc/3siijD0YRnU/s1600/gbrt4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When they have their own grandchildren. Thanks, G boys, for sharing your grandparents with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-5948873539235503496?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5948873539235503496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=5948873539235503496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5948873539235503496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5948873539235503496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-love-grandparents-memphis.html' title='I love grandparents | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gOVVrMAwC58/TciCCB-HzrI/AAAAAAAAEyQ/VL05Vf8VIx4/s72-c/gbrt1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-5198747874657719787</id><published>2011-05-08T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T09:38:46.936-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><title type='text'>What I Really Want for Mother's Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QTb3PGxmqdQ/Tcaq0QGhgFI/AAAAAAAAEyM/c9XHhJ_uwzk/s1600/abcsofmom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QTb3PGxmqdQ/Tcaq0QGhgFI/AAAAAAAAEyM/c9XHhJ_uwzk/s1600/abcsofmom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John has kindly asked me several times if there is anything I would like for Mother's Day. Eh. I've given him a random suggestion or two, but there's nothing I'm holding my breath for. Or so I thought. I started compiling a list in my head, and here's what I really want:&lt;br /&gt;• To be able to sleep as late as I want. It won't be late, but I just don't want a dog or kid waking me up before seven.&lt;br /&gt;• To not have to cook all day. Not that I do a ton of cooking, but I really don't want to have to even think about it. By the way, I have no doubt John will take care of this.&lt;br /&gt;• Homemade cards from the girls. I'm a sucker for homemade cards.&lt;br /&gt;• To not have to provide any care for the dog. No feeding, no giving medicine, no opening the door multiple times for her ins and outs. I love Lexi, I just need breaks from her every once in a while. One day off a year is not too much to ask.&lt;br /&gt;• To not feel rushed. I always feel rushed. I don't always like it. I know I impose this upon myself.&lt;br /&gt;• When I tell someone to do something, I want them to do it the first time I ask. And happily.&lt;br /&gt;• To not hear any whining about anything from anybody. &lt;br /&gt;• To try to have a good time at Spamalot tonight. I told John I'd go with him as a Christmas present. I didn't realize he'd pick the Sunday night tickets. On Mother's Day.&lt;br /&gt;• To be able to read without interruption. A magazine, the Sunday paper, a book. I don't care. I just want to read a sentence from beginning to end without someone asking me something.&lt;br /&gt;• I would also like to use the bathroom without company. I'm looking at you, Lexi.&lt;br /&gt;• I want to gain some clarity on which house project I should start next. I have so many little projects that I can't decide which to do next.&lt;br /&gt;• I wouldn't mind a new Glee CD.&lt;br /&gt;• I want to confirm with three of my friends that we are going to go out again for a girls' night. Soon.&lt;br /&gt;• I don't want to handle any laundry. For anyone.&lt;br /&gt;• I don't want anyone to ask for my iPhone so they can play the games they have stored on it.&lt;br /&gt;• I want to not lose my temper about anything.&lt;br /&gt;• I want to remember how much I wanted to be a mom eleven years ago.&lt;br /&gt;• I want to feel all the love I have for the people who gave me this job.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;• I want a refill of patience. Daily.&lt;br /&gt;• I want a million more years with John, Margret and Audrey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should do it. Happy Mother's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-5198747874657719787?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5198747874657719787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=5198747874657719787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5198747874657719787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5198747874657719787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-i-really-want-for-mothers-day.html' title='What I Really Want for Mother&apos;s Day.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QTb3PGxmqdQ/Tcaq0QGhgFI/AAAAAAAAEyM/c9XHhJ_uwzk/s72-c/abcsofmom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-2393838624638987951</id><published>2011-05-06T15:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T20:03:00.166-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commercial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><title type='text'>Hot Mama | Memphis editorial photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NCnxmQJOc84/TcRd4oHNtUI/AAAAAAAAEyE/4xqXdLLziq0/s1600/HF1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NCnxmQJOc84/TcRd4oHNtUI/AAAAAAAAEyE/4xqXdLLziq0/s1600/HF1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love getting editorial photography assignments. Such a different way of thinking about the session. I bring my own style to it, but I have to meet certain requirements from the editors and ultimately enhance the story they are telling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are from an assignment from &lt;a href="http://www.memphishealthandfitness.com/"&gt;Health + Fitness magazine &lt;/a&gt;for an article on fit moms. Lori runs her own &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/Memfit"&gt;bootcamp business&lt;/a&gt; while also caring for her four children. I would think the four children would be enough, but Lori has great energy and was a delight. That's an 8 lb. medicine ball she's dribbling. And above is a signature move: the bear crawl. I've tried it and it's tough. There is a reason her biceps look a lot better than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Lori, for being a great model and a pleasure to meet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I4m8J4bkZyM/TcRd5A5dyLI/AAAAAAAAEyI/kfgIm6uUD5o/s1600/HF2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I4m8J4bkZyM/TcRd5A5dyLI/AAAAAAAAEyI/kfgIm6uUD5o/s1600/HF2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-2393838624638987951?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2393838624638987951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=2393838624638987951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2393838624638987951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2393838624638987951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/05/hot-mama-memphis-editorial-photographer.html' title='Hot Mama | Memphis editorial photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NCnxmQJOc84/TcRd4oHNtUI/AAAAAAAAEyE/4xqXdLLziq0/s72-c/HF1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-2529995175275583027</id><published>2011-05-06T07:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T10:49:06.749-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><title type='text'>A Royal Party | Memphis Photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the great pleasure of being invited to a 40th Birthday Party / Royal Wedding Viewing Party last week. And I got the job of being Royal Photographer, or just plain old paparazza, depending on your point of view. I stalked all the guests and insisted on making portraits of them in their hats, as well as documenting all the royal details my friend had tended to. It was a really lovely occasion and I was happy to be a part of it. Thanks, Toni, for celebrating happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-2529995175275583027?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2529995175275583027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=2529995175275583027&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2529995175275583027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2529995175275583027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/05/royal-party-memphis-photographer.html' title='A Royal Party | Memphis Photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total><georss:featurename>Memphis, TN, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>35.1495343 -90.0489801</georss:point><georss:box>35.0145333 -90.3826861 35.2845353 -89.71527409999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-2637964960647298305</id><published>2011-05-04T07:46:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T20:03:26.801-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Sweet sisters | Memphis child photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kKX08kStOWo/TcCUD0zviRI/AAAAAAAAExY/59sTcI5lGrk/s1600/wei1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kKX08kStOWo/TcCUD0zviRI/AAAAAAAAExY/59sTcI5lGrk/s1600/wei1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometimes you just have to wait for a good thing. These girls' mom contacted me last summer about doing a portrait session. We met for a consultation and talked about setting date. I remember a flurry of emails then finally settling on a date in the fall. But the family was besieged by one illness after another and we decided to just put it off until spring weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live in Memphis, you know that we have not had our typical spring. Instead of a gradual warming, we've had temperatures all over the place, with tornadoes and flooding sprinkled in here and there. We were all set for our session when rain pushed it off and we once again rescheduled. Although the rain threatened that day too, it turned out to be a lovely time for a session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RPzgw4e31hU/TcCUEfI1PXI/AAAAAAAAExc/UnDr-9NRogo/s1600/wei2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RPzgw4e31hU/TcCUEfI1PXI/AAAAAAAAExc/UnDr-9NRogo/s1600/wei2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When we first started talking about portraits, the big sister had just lost her front teeth. Now they are practically grown in. She was a great subject, too. I kept telling her what a good listener she was. She was a doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BWYGXKwhb8/TcCUEwtTB6I/AAAAAAAAExg/54r6b3XteOU/s1600/wei3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BWYGXKwhb8/TcCUEwtTB6I/AAAAAAAAExg/54r6b3XteOU/s1600/wei3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Little sister was a bit too young to follow every command, but I was able to talk her into a few ideas of mine. Although when I look at that face I wonder how anyone ever says no to her. She's yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AzPzh6yOBrE/TcCUFKscpyI/AAAAAAAAExk/QEOU4yBRwqA/s1600/wei4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AzPzh6yOBrE/TcCUFKscpyI/AAAAAAAAExk/QEOU4yBRwqA/s1600/wei4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What I really loved was how sweet they were to each other. There's a big age difference but they are very bonded to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8C6Wef0NwcA/TcCUF47YKgI/AAAAAAAAExo/9yiqw1hTizE/s1600/wei5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8C6Wef0NwcA/TcCUF47YKgI/AAAAAAAAExo/9yiqw1hTizE/s1600/wei5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanks, W family, for making this session worth the wait! So happy to spend the time with you documenting your sweet girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-2637964960647298305?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2637964960647298305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=2637964960647298305&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2637964960647298305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2637964960647298305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/05/sweet-sisters-memphis-child.html' title='Sweet sisters | Memphis child photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kKX08kStOWo/TcCUD0zviRI/AAAAAAAAExY/59sTcI5lGrk/s72-c/wei1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-5382157276871337332</id><published>2011-05-03T22:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T20:03:40.753-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><title type='text'>A girl and her grandparents | Memphis family photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-03FLS-UlUqw/TcDA2HXiK1I/AAAAAAAAExs/ocz_L9wP6Nk/s1600/rit1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-03FLS-UlUqw/TcDA2HXiK1I/AAAAAAAAExs/ocz_L9wP6Nk/s1600/rit1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Take an adorable little girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NXcQsL-o710/TcDA2bk-hQI/AAAAAAAAExw/80K7-aSDw4Y/s1600/rit2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NXcQsL-o710/TcDA2bk-hQI/AAAAAAAAExw/80K7-aSDw4Y/s1600/rit2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...add in a granddad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O2ChDhLxFCc/TcDA21fccoI/AAAAAAAAEx0/--PV4M5IwbM/s1600/rit3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O2ChDhLxFCc/TcDA21fccoI/AAAAAAAAEx0/--PV4M5IwbM/s1600/rit3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...and a grandmom... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E6vR3hTBAKU/TcDA3aeqKcI/AAAAAAAAEx4/eES0_RWEI80/s1600/rit4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E6vR3hTBAKU/TcDA3aeqKcI/AAAAAAAAEx4/eES0_RWEI80/s1600/rit4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...and you get a little bit of magic. Thanks, B, for sharing your sweet grandparents with me and my camera. You're all adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-5382157276871337332?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5382157276871337332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=5382157276871337332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5382157276871337332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5382157276871337332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/05/girl-and-her-grandparents-memphis.html' title='A girl and her grandparents | Memphis family photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-03FLS-UlUqw/TcDA2HXiK1I/AAAAAAAAExs/ocz_L9wP6Nk/s72-c/rit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-2774135566213788136</id><published>2011-05-02T11:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T11:11:58.905-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Grateful for celebrations.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J74itNhTfaU/Tb7QoMRIw-I/AAAAAAAAExU/DLmx2gdikLQ/s1600/royal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J74itNhTfaU/Tb7QoMRIw-I/AAAAAAAAExU/DLmx2gdikLQ/s1600/royal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I can't believe I barely posted last week. Proof that April and May are some of the busiest times of the year. I knew I would be booked solid from Wednesday through Saturday, but I really thought I'd be able to share more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;• On Wednesday I got to help celebrate the lives of some young girls who are turning their lives around with the help of adult &lt;b&gt;mentors&lt;/b&gt;. It made me very happy to photograph them together and see the connections they have. A kid going through tough times needs at least one grown-up in their corner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;• On Thursday I celebrated the success of Memphis City School kids by participating as a &lt;b&gt;ThinkShow!&lt;/b&gt; juror. I talked to a class of enthusiastic first graders who were happy to talk about animal life cycles. Totally adorable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;• That night I hosted my &lt;b&gt;bookclub&lt;/b&gt; at my house and got to talk about one of my favorite books, &lt;a href="http://rebeccaskloot.com/the-immortal-life/"&gt;The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks&lt;/a&gt;. She died way too young, but I celebrate all the medical advancements that have been made because of her. It could have been anyone's cells who were hearty enough to be replicated, but it wasn't anyone. It was Henrietta. I am in awe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;• On Friday I spent the morning with Margret's class as they went to see &lt;b&gt;African Cats&lt;/b&gt;. I could have bailed and worked, but these kids are still at the age when they love their parents around. Can't miss that. And that evening we all went to the &lt;b&gt;Spring Fling fundraiser&lt;/b&gt; for school. John and I helped with the silent auction and got to see several parents and kids we don't always see. And we were home in time to watch the &lt;b&gt;Grizzlies&lt;/b&gt; win. Again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;• On Saturday I had the pleasure of photographing a &lt;b&gt;Royal Wedding Birthday Party&lt;/b&gt; for a friend (above). She required fancy dress including hat, and all her guests enthusiastically complied. With the wedding on a tv in the background, we had tea and scones and finger sandwiches. It was truly delightful. What's even better is that the group pictured above has been celebrating birthdays together for [mumblety] years since they all worked together at a local ad agency.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;• On Sunday, a friend of mine and I took another friend to &lt;b&gt;brunch&lt;/b&gt; for her birthday. It was a nice, leisurely meal with lots of beverages and a trip to the new Urban Outfitters afterward. After seeing the &lt;b&gt;Grizzlies&lt;/b&gt; win, again, I finally had a chance to watch some of the six recorded hours I had of the &lt;b&gt;Royal Wedding&lt;/b&gt;. That certainly qualifies as a celebration. I thought it was lovely and I enjoyed watching a beautiful young couple begin their married life together. Every wedding I watch reminds me of my wedding to John and how unbelievably happy I was then. And now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;• Right as I was finishing up the wedding, I saw &lt;b&gt;Twitter&lt;/b&gt; explode with news of the death of Osama bin Laden. I know that many people find that reason to celebrate. But for me it's less of a celebration and more of a huge relief. I truly hope it brings some comfort to those affected by 9/11, and I feel blessed to have the world's greatest military protecting our country. Despite the river of rain pouring in Memphis today, it feels like a pretty good day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-2774135566213788136?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2774135566213788136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=2774135566213788136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2774135566213788136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2774135566213788136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/05/grateful-for-celebrations.html' title='Grateful for celebrations.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J74itNhTfaU/Tb7QoMRIw-I/AAAAAAAAExU/DLmx2gdikLQ/s72-c/royal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-42140187509766028</id><published>2011-04-25T10:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T10:09:48.310-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Sky.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4EAl4Mrhzec/TbWN0qHOkEI/AAAAAAAAExQ/7HvPzmMzF5Q/s1600/sky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4EAl4Mrhzec/TbWN0qHOkEI/AAAAAAAAExQ/7HvPzmMzF5Q/s1600/sky.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I forgot to take my camera to our Easter celebration with John's family yesterday. Which is fine. We had a great time and I still had my iPhone (which has a camera with more megapixels than my first digital camera). I took the photo above by holding the iPhone up to the window as we were driving 65 mph on the way home. I'm always taking snapshots of the landscape in my mind as we drive. This time I did something about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-42140187509766028?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/42140187509766028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=42140187509766028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/42140187509766028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/42140187509766028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/04/sky.html' title='Sky.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4EAl4Mrhzec/TbWN0qHOkEI/AAAAAAAAExQ/7HvPzmMzF5Q/s72-c/sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-8055470529886136943</id><published>2011-04-24T14:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T14:00:01.541-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Grateful for things coming together.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OHG02alp0g4/TbMIQEGQ7yI/AAAAAAAAExM/zgz1Ei00uWs/s1600/soccerM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OHG02alp0g4/TbMIQEGQ7yI/AAAAAAAAExM/zgz1Ei00uWs/s1600/soccerM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Time for another edition of the things I'm grateful for. I may be a crabby mess some days, but I really do appreciate all that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• We're in the middle of soccer season. It has been freezing cold. It has been blazing hot. And not necessarily in that order. We've had some games scheduled at the same time, so John has taken one kid and I have taken the other, and we've texted updates to each other. Each season I try to bring along my camera on a day when I can go to both games. Last Saturday I was able to do just that, and had the added bonus of having a rental telephoto lens. I'm not saying I rented it for soccer games, but it was a nice convenience that I had it over a weekend. I loved shooting with it, and it was an overcast (very cold) day, which was perfect for shooting sports. I'll load more onto &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/marcilambert"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; and print them out for the teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Last week we started taking Lexi to an obedience class. We've half-heartedly tried different ways of training her but haven't stuck to anything. &lt;a href="http://www.browndoglodge.com/"&gt;Brown Dog Lodge&lt;/a&gt;, our doggie daycare and boarder, &lt;a href="http://www.howsbentley.com/"&gt;had a three-week class&lt;/a&gt; and we all went. After just two of the classes, Lexi (and we) have mastered look, here, sit, down, stay and chair (that's the place we want her to go lay down). Multigrain Cheerios have been our training tool and the dog digs it. Having better control of Lexi makes my days go much better. She wasn't out of control, but I think we needed to show her who's boss. Clearly it is the person with the Cheerios. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I'm grateful for getting things done. I started an &lt;a href="http://www.brandcampblog.com/becoming-six-weeks-to-a-more-adventurous-business-life/"&gt;online "improve your business" course&lt;/a&gt; about two weeks ago and one of the things we do is to write for ten minutes as soon as we get up every day. It's a six-week course and we have a prompt for each day. This has been very easy for me to do, and I've noticed that I've been more productive each day. I've also tried harder not to overschedule myself. That tends to be a huge problem. So, in the past week, I realized I've been crossing things off my weekly calendar printout. &lt;i&gt;And I've very nearly done everything on my list.&lt;/i&gt; People. This is big news. I never finish my lists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• On a similar note, the course has some weekly tasks that we are supposed to complete. I'm not quite as good with those, but recently answered the question "What area of your business needs help?" I know that I need some help with bookkeeping but have been putting off asking a friend who had volunteered a while back. Within hours she had texted me, unprompted, asking if I needed help. Yep. Thanks, universe, for making that come together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Finally, I'm grateful for all the stuff that gets jammed into my days. From the time I started this post til I finished writing it, I also designed a graduation announcement for my nephew, planned my calendar for the next week, helped the girls switch out their summer clothes, cleaned the kitchen, rearranged some furniture, answered emails, made brownies to take to a friend's house, set up eggs for dyeing and put away groceries. I love having a life this full. And I really try not to be a crabby mess. Much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tK_C777GOc8/TbMIPgD6ZVI/AAAAAAAAExI/47IcOPlaIgc/s1600/soccerA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tK_C777GOc8/TbMIPgD6ZVI/AAAAAAAAExI/47IcOPlaIgc/s1600/soccerA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-8055470529886136943?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/8055470529886136943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=8055470529886136943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8055470529886136943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/8055470529886136943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/04/grateful-for-things-coming-together.html' title='Grateful for things coming together.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OHG02alp0g4/TbMIQEGQ7yI/AAAAAAAAExM/zgz1Ei00uWs/s72-c/soccerM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-3829348483778564502</id><published>2011-04-20T13:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T20:03:57.819-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downtown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>B Family downtown | Memphis family photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OSFig9Bn-eI/Ta8l6WrZ0aI/AAAAAAAAEw4/DE93kVkJDDU/s1600/bart1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OSFig9Bn-eI/Ta8l6WrZ0aI/AAAAAAAAEw4/DE93kVkJDDU/s1600/bart1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've known this family for a long time, so I was excited when they said they wanted to do a portrait session with me. They are a fun bunch, and we decided to go downtown. I had done another family session with mutual friends and they liked the urban look of brick walls and doorways from that session. I love the challenge of finding new spots and great textures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pup6FM6MHjw/Ta8l61jDQvI/AAAAAAAAEw8/DnS5z9jtgqo/s1600/bart2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pup6FM6MHjw/Ta8l61jDQvI/AAAAAAAAEw8/DnS5z9jtgqo/s1600/bart2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I photograph little girls of this age they are usually very eager to smile. With these brothers I spent some time just talking to them, getting them used to have a big lens pointed at them. I also let them help choose locations as we went on our walk. Once we spent time together, it was easy to get great expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kRQDvdW-E6E/Ta8l7SgZr5I/AAAAAAAAExA/5BY-SG3nS9k/s1600/bart3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kRQDvdW-E6E/Ta8l7SgZr5I/AAAAAAAAExA/5BY-SG3nS9k/s1600/bart3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I do a family session, I always ask the parents to do a portrait of just them. When I ask them the last time they had a portrait done together, the typical answer is "our wedding". People. &lt;i&gt;Get in the photos.&lt;/i&gt; Your children are going to love to have this reminder of what you looked like when they were young. At least every few years, try to be part of a family session. This is your history we're talking about. Don't spend all your custom photography on just the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NTlJI6zHEg8/Ta8l70QiOFI/AAAAAAAAExE/XTCKZBBmaF8/s1600/bart4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NTlJI6zHEg8/Ta8l70QiOFI/AAAAAAAAExE/XTCKZBBmaF8/s1600/bart4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had a great walk together and the family was happy to have the experience. Mom carefully chose prints for the boys to have as adults, and she picked a family portrait to make into a large canvas for their den. Thanks, B family, for being a dream to work with. I appreciate your friendship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-3829348483778564502?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3829348483778564502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=3829348483778564502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3829348483778564502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3829348483778564502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/04/b-family-downtown-memphis-family.html' title='B Family downtown | Memphis family photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OSFig9Bn-eI/Ta8l6WrZ0aI/AAAAAAAAEw4/DE93kVkJDDU/s72-c/bart1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-4400960932075799599</id><published>2011-04-19T13:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T20:04:12.754-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>From shy to a smile | Memphis child photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H8_kXdYBdxg/Ta3PAENezqI/AAAAAAAAEw0/3P9TZAk6i8s/s1600/kgirl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H8_kXdYBdxg/Ta3PAENezqI/AAAAAAAAEw0/3P9TZAk6i8s/s1600/kgirl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just a quick share from a mini-session I did a few months ago. I am determined to blog the backlog of sessions that I have. In no particular order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sweetie started her session quite shy, and didn't want to leave her mom's side. That's cool. I understand. So I let her mom sit with her while we played some games and made silly faces and generally just hung out. As she warmed up, we eased mom out of the set and got some delightful smiles from her. I never push kids to smile. I'd rather it come naturally. But that doesn't mean I'm not above silly faces or playing an Elmo video on my iPhone. All's fair in love and portraits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-4400960932075799599?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4400960932075799599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=4400960932075799599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4400960932075799599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4400960932075799599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/04/from-shy-to-smile-memphis-child.html' title='From shy to a smile | Memphis child photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H8_kXdYBdxg/Ta3PAENezqI/AAAAAAAAEw0/3P9TZAk6i8s/s72-c/kgirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-6051962906292817097</id><published>2011-04-18T07:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T20:04:28.786-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>A little publicity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tQBcAuDR520/Tat6LrPplNI/AAAAAAAAEww/npq_uegmq1U/s1600/marci.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tQBcAuDR520/Tat6LrPplNI/AAAAAAAAEww/npq_uegmq1U/s1600/marci.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was interviewed by &lt;a href="http://www.memphisdailynews.com/Default.aspx"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Daily News&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; last week (&lt;a href="http://www.memphisdailynews.com/editorial/Article.aspx?id=57893"&gt;you can read the article here&lt;/a&gt;), which was kind of exciting. They were doing pieces on several work-at-home people. And I certainly qualify. It's also a little scary because I was afraid I babbled like an idiot. The interview was over the phone and I'd much rather talk to someone face-to-face. That way they can see how much I move my hands when I talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anhyoo, I was happy to get the publicity, but let's clear up a few things from the article. I actually started my business in 2006 (not 2008), my average &lt;i&gt;sales&lt;/i&gt; have increased by 550% (not income) and I have no plans to do wedding photography! I have several wedding photog friends and I greatly admire what they do. But I don't have the time to commit to weddings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing: they asked me to send in a headshot and I realized I hadn't done one in a while. Didn't have much time, so I went outside with Audrey and handed her the camera. Not bad, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-6051962906292817097?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6051962906292817097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=6051962906292817097&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6051962906292817097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6051962906292817097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-publicity.html' title='A little publicity.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tQBcAuDR520/Tat6LrPplNI/AAAAAAAAEww/npq_uegmq1U/s72-c/marci.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-681411637448873124</id><published>2011-04-15T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T13:13:41.434-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Home: organizing the girls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U2ndfrZw5cI/TaiHrtQaX_I/AAAAAAAAEwo/cXhiO9NIKNE/s1600/pantry1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U2ndfrZw5cI/TaiHrtQaX_I/AAAAAAAAEwo/cXhiO9NIKNE/s1600/pantry1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you've spent any time at all on this blog, I think you know how much I love my house. One of my goals after moving here last fall was to help the girls become a little more independent. We did things like add long pull chains to closet light fixtures and put plastic dishes and glasses in a lower cabinet so they could serve themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One area where we have fallen short is keeping all their papers organized. We've got a big calendar in the kitchen for all our activities, and some bins on the wall for their papers. But they've just gotten stuffed with all sorts of random stuff. Plus, if the directions for a school project aren't visible, chances are we will forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to put anything else on the walls, but I knew we needed something in the kitchen. Above, those are our pantry doors, right next to our kitchen table. Now, when you open them up, this is what you see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SwTLnZoGieA/TaiHsP5Ww3I/AAAAAAAAEws/uPHmef-t3-I/s1600/pantry2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SwTLnZoGieA/TaiHsP5Ww3I/AAAAAAAAEws/uPHmef-t3-I/s1600/pantry2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I added two pieces of corkboard and a magnetic whiteboard for each kid. I wrote out a quick schedule for each of them (to which Margret added "Pringles". Not sure that that counts as an &lt;i&gt;activity&lt;/i&gt;.) and pinned up field trip notices and projects. I made sure to pick out colors they would like, right down to the colors of the push pins (pink and purple for Audrey and blue and green for Margret). Now we have a spot for birthday invitations and anything else with a deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only been a few days, but they love it! My plan is to have them update their calendars each week so they don't have to keep asking me what we are doing on which day. And each week we can check papers to see what needs to be done and what can be tossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the agenda is setting up a bill paying area. We had a designated spot at the old house but just haven't created one here. Again, the kitchen has been a dumping spot for papers and we've not gotten organized. But it's coming. As is a makeover for the pantry (there's a reason you don't get to see the inside this time!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-681411637448873124?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/681411637448873124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=681411637448873124&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/681411637448873124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/681411637448873124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/04/home-organizing-girls.html' title='Home: organizing the girls.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U2ndfrZw5cI/TaiHrtQaX_I/AAAAAAAAEwo/cXhiO9NIKNE/s72-c/pantry1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-7390875037017018670</id><published>2011-04-14T07:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T07:35:00.534-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>I recommend...SMUG Memphis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eoPV_zfDjLA/TaTGJlmNMAI/AAAAAAAAEwk/FtXPASF3Ze0/s1600/smug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eoPV_zfDjLA/TaTGJlmNMAI/AAAAAAAAEwk/FtXPASF3Ze0/s1600/smug.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Local photogs, have you heard about the local SMUG? &lt;a href="http://www.meetup.com/Memphis-SMUG/"&gt;You can see the group here&lt;/a&gt;, and I hope you'll join up. I've been a member for just a few months and have already met several local people. We've become Facebook and Twitter friends, and have referred jobs to each other and have shared advice. It's so nice to find photographers who are willing to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet once a month, with a topic but also just to talk. And we'd love you to join us. Next meeting is April 19, 7pm at the Memphis Pizza Cafe on Park. &lt;a href="http://www.meetup.com/Memphis-SMUG/"&gt;Sign up here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-7390875037017018670?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7390875037017018670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=7390875037017018670&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/7390875037017018670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/7390875037017018670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-recommendsmug-memphis.html' title='I recommend...SMUG Memphis.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eoPV_zfDjLA/TaTGJlmNMAI/AAAAAAAAEwk/FtXPASF3Ze0/s72-c/smug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-5472384400797293200</id><published>2011-04-12T11:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T20:05:24.719-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newborn'/><title type='text'>Sweet Baby A | Memphis newborn photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PbbuXIEg0uY/TaR5mVONqNI/AAAAAAAAEwM/xJSHtjFbm-Q/s1600/alex1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PbbuXIEg0uY/TaR5mVONqNI/AAAAAAAAEwM/xJSHtjFbm-Q/s1600/alex1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love babies. Really. I love them. I fall in love with them on contact. I cannot wait to get my hands on them. And I was particularly happy to photograph this darling baby girl at my studio. I wanted to see how well the light would work here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-csWHhBlAXl4/TaR5mz5KHOI/AAAAAAAAEwQ/UQe0QTo5nuw/s1600/alex2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-csWHhBlAXl4/TaR5mz5KHOI/AAAAAAAAEwQ/UQe0QTo5nuw/s1600/alex2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm happy to report that I'm happy with the light. And I was very happy with Baby A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ja45PQfDix4/TaR5nTVTVSI/AAAAAAAAEwU/BWSiCaitRDg/s1600/alex3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ja45PQfDix4/TaR5nTVTVSI/AAAAAAAAEwU/BWSiCaitRDg/s1600/alex3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She's the youngest of three girls. Her mom told me she was such a good baby; she just goes with the flow. That's what she did during her session. She slept and we moved her all around. Changed her clothes. Curled her up. And she slept through almost all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48Seykf2-f0/TaR5n-IWFSI/AAAAAAAAEwY/7pNSJ-69ah4/s1600/alex4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48Seykf2-f0/TaR5n-IWFSI/AAAAAAAAEwY/7pNSJ-69ah4/s1600/alex4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Seriously. This makes me want another baby. For about five minutes. 'Cause I also like sleeping all night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dxRQc9Tz9zU/TaR5o-tSSAI/AAAAAAAAEwc/7PcHA_0Kt7Y/s1600/alex5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dxRQc9Tz9zU/TaR5o-tSSAI/AAAAAAAAEwc/7PcHA_0Kt7Y/s1600/alex5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But look at her. Just gorgeous. And sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KVEKY3-ER4A/TaR5pSaIgiI/AAAAAAAAEwg/QT74NldjzgQ/s1600/alex6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KVEKY3-ER4A/TaR5pSaIgiI/AAAAAAAAEwg/QT74NldjzgQ/s1600/alex6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And so well loved. Thank you, Baby A, for being so utterly adorable and sleepy. Tell Mama her order will be ready shortly. I know she's eager to announce you to the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what you see? &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/marcilambertphotography"&gt;Become a fan on Facebook.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-5472384400797293200?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5472384400797293200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=5472384400797293200&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5472384400797293200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5472384400797293200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/04/sweet-baby-memphis-newborn-photographer.html' title='Sweet Baby A | Memphis newborn photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PbbuXIEg0uY/TaR5mVONqNI/AAAAAAAAEwM/xJSHtjFbm-Q/s72-c/alex1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-6670347469338688669</id><published>2011-04-11T07:40:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T07:40:00.283-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><title type='text'>Grateful for play.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-alJv4UBxfiM/TaJOQjnWnDI/AAAAAAAAEwI/TvsOeENKD3Y/s1600/grat410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-alJv4UBxfiM/TaJOQjnWnDI/AAAAAAAAEwI/TvsOeENKD3Y/s1600/grat410.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting the week a little tired, a little sore. As usual, we were on the go. First, there was that tornado-ish storm on Monday, that I happened to be driving through. Luckily we didn't lose power or any big limbs. I'm certainly grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were soccer practices, and ballet, and drama class. I'm so glad the girls enjoy their activities. And grateful they have wonderful teachers and coaches. On Saturday we went to both games (which were both wins and shutouts), and we helped a friend by getting her daughter to her game while she worked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John and I spent some more time working on our backyard, in the blazing heat of Sunday. We've pulled out the things that aren't staying and started the work of moving a few things around. Perhaps by next weekend we can start adding a few things to the garden. So glad we have a great canvas to work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I photographed some clients, edited files for others, prepped for a few more, and got to show images as well. And while I don't always manage the ups and downs of this business well, I will say that this was a week of feeling the gratitude from my clients. I had emails and phone calls and meetings with happy, happy people. When I hear performers talk about how motivated they are by applause, I know what they mean. I'm so motivated and moved by the happiness of my clients. There's nothing else like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did manage to take some time out for play this week. On Saturday night, after a long, long day, we watched Steve Martin's &lt;i&gt;Father of the Bride&lt;/i&gt; with the girls. And laughed about how John is so George Banks. The aggravation. The sighing. I may have to lock him in the closet when the girls plan their weddings. But I will let him out in time to dance with them. He wouldn't miss that for the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I'm so grateful I live in a wonderful city. On Tuesday the girls and I went to see &lt;a href="http://www.shelbyfarmspark.org/sfpc/woodland-discovery-playground-1"&gt;Shelby Farms Park's Woodland Discovery Playground&lt;/a&gt; and it was marvelous. Above, the girls are with a friend on an unusual type of swing. And that's what everything is like there: stuff you've never seen before but can't wait to play with. I not only suggest going out there and having a look for yourself, but also &lt;a href="http://www.shelbyfarmspark.org/sfpc/catalog/22"&gt;supporting the Park&lt;/a&gt; too. Hope you find time for some play this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-6670347469338688669?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/6670347469338688669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=6670347469338688669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6670347469338688669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/6670347469338688669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/04/grateful-for-play.html' title='Grateful for play.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-alJv4UBxfiM/TaJOQjnWnDI/AAAAAAAAEwI/TvsOeENKD3Y/s72-c/grat410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-2364293998849070518</id><published>2011-04-08T08:03:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T08:03:00.522-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff i like'/><title type='text'>Green Door | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FNqmnYGVQBE/TZpqlbzMYdI/AAAAAAAAEvo/BDOmrUB5ZI8/s1600/greendoor1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FNqmnYGVQBE/TZpqlbzMYdI/AAAAAAAAEvo/BDOmrUB5ZI8/s1600/greendoor1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I painted my studio door green. Really green. I felt the urge to spice it up. And to provide the perfect background to the wreath I made last year. See that blue? You may see it again on the porch swing just outside the door. Keep watching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tvw6bGNUP8w/TZpqmV_6_ZI/AAAAAAAAEvs/32XX6wm_gMI/s1600/greendoor2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tvw6bGNUP8w/TZpqmV_6_ZI/AAAAAAAAEvs/32XX6wm_gMI/s1600/greendoor2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We also finally got around to painting the upper parts of the studio. John and I painted up to the molding in the photo on the left, above, earlier this year. I thought that would be enough.&amp;nbsp; Nope. It looked too choppy. So we pulled out the ladder last weekend and put on one coat of primer and two coats of paint on all four "peaks" in the room. Much better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MmkNNU_w9Y/TZpqm-SvQPI/AAAAAAAAEvw/mopyTwQf_34/s1600/greendoor3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MmkNNU_w9Y/TZpqm-SvQPI/AAAAAAAAEvw/mopyTwQf_34/s1600/greendoor3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's another view. It adds more light and makes the room look bigger. Next up is painting a very tall brick fireplace. But that's a post for another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-2364293998849070518?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2364293998849070518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=2364293998849070518&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2364293998849070518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2364293998849070518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/04/green-door-memphis-photographer.html' title='Green Door | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FNqmnYGVQBE/TZpqlbzMYdI/AAAAAAAAEvo/BDOmrUB5ZI8/s72-c/greendoor1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-5844689506912900371</id><published>2011-04-07T07:22:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T07:22:00.748-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='families'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memphis botanic garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>The S Family at Memphis Botanic Garden | Memphis family photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nGdWdA5gODg/TZx3ZxloA0I/AAAAAAAAEv0/KWb71T2LyqY/s1600/stanton1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nGdWdA5gODg/TZx3ZxloA0I/AAAAAAAAEv0/KWb71T2LyqY/s1600/stanton1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love this family. I have photographed their children at a preschool the last few years, then they asked for a family session last fall. And I was happy to do it. I suggested we go for a walk at the &lt;a href="http://www.memphisbotanicgarden.com/"&gt;Memphis Botanic Garden&lt;/a&gt;, where I have a photographer's membership. I really love going there; I go to my old familiar places as well as find new ones each time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Qz9heBBoDM/TZx3aRxVMZI/AAAAAAAAEv4/VWlTsdE044g/s1600/stanton2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Qz9heBBoDM/TZx3aRxVMZI/AAAAAAAAEv4/VWlTsdE044g/s1600/stanton2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've heard it said that the youngest female in a household tends to rule it. Wonder if her mom would agree? I let her go where she wanted and photographed her in between her explorations. It worked for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xbcqvPACvOA/TZx3agqa2gI/AAAAAAAAEv8/ouDwKI0sOKA/s1600/stanton3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xbcqvPACvOA/TZx3agqa2gI/AAAAAAAAEv8/ouDwKI0sOKA/s1600/stanton3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've never had a problem getting a smile from this cutie. Ever. He just exudes kindness. My favorite kind of kid. And he was pretty jazzed about finding a dinosaur on our walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7k9nT3nBcVM/TZx3b0tfkTI/AAAAAAAAEwE/Y1AZptx8Gc8/s1600/stanton5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7k9nT3nBcVM/TZx3b0tfkTI/AAAAAAAAEwE/Y1AZptx8Gc8/s1600/stanton5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLh2T_wATH4/TZx3basaUeI/AAAAAAAAEwA/WzGIySeBn4s/s1600/stanton4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLh2T_wATH4/TZx3basaUeI/AAAAAAAAEwA/WzGIySeBn4s/s1600/stanton4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some parents don't want to be in the photos, but I was very happy these parents did. I think that photo on the left will only become more valuable as time goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, S family, for being such delightful clients and friends. Hope we can go for another walk in the garden soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-5844689506912900371?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5844689506912900371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=5844689506912900371&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5844689506912900371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5844689506912900371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/04/s-family-at-memphis-botanic-garden.html' title='The S Family at Memphis Botanic Garden | Memphis family photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nGdWdA5gODg/TZx3ZxloA0I/AAAAAAAAEv0/KWb71T2LyqY/s72-c/stanton1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-4712696260350471036</id><published>2011-04-06T08:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T08:23:00.864-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lexi'/><title type='text'>Can you find the puppy on the rug?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-baNhXY6AIUU/TZoXPApdH-I/AAAAAAAAEvk/wlFtb_fyMAo/s1600/bwlexi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-baNhXY6AIUU/TZoXPApdH-I/AAAAAAAAEvk/wlFtb_fyMAo/s1600/bwlexi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-4712696260350471036?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/4712696260350471036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=4712696260350471036&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4712696260350471036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/4712696260350471036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/04/can-you-find-puppy-on-rug.html' title='Can you find the puppy on the rug?'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-baNhXY6AIUU/TZoXPApdH-I/AAAAAAAAEvk/wlFtb_fyMAo/s72-c/bwlexi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-5651995360406957285</id><published>2011-04-05T07:15:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T07:15:00.619-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior portraits'/><title type='text'>Jacob: Class of 2011 | Memphis senior photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVQmx7LUMXI/TZYJn0U0WOI/AAAAAAAAEvM/8KeTt-d0nS8/s1600/jacob1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVQmx7LUMXI/TZYJn0U0WOI/AAAAAAAAEvM/8KeTt-d0nS8/s1600/jacob1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Meet Jacob. My nephew. I've known him since he was eight years old, when his mom married John's brother. Actually I guess I knew him before that. He's always been on the quiet side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ic7XqbrhRZA/TZYJodHj5QI/AAAAAAAAEvQ/ndM-YXzbnrw/s1600/jacob2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ic7XqbrhRZA/TZYJodHj5QI/AAAAAAAAEvQ/ndM-YXzbnrw/s1600/jacob2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He's super polite. Flings funny remarks into conversations. Has a great, great smile. John and I have always noticed that he is so kind to Margret and Audrey. Not that he wouldn't be, but for a teenage boy to even take notice of some little girl cousins. Well, it's just nice to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aCaxqf_DIcQ/TZYJo0fcekI/AAAAAAAAEvU/xn9HaFn_ujM/s1600/jacob3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aCaxqf_DIcQ/TZYJo0fcekI/AAAAAAAAEvU/xn9HaFn_ujM/s1600/jacob3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When we arranged for me to take his senior pictures, I told him to bring the lovely Kayla with him. I mean, seriously. Who wouldn't want to hang out with that cutie? Seeing her at family functions reminds me of when I started dating John. I won't speak for Kayla, but I can tell you I was crazy in love. And I loved his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8WovddhIGGY/TZYJprlfzkI/AAAAAAAAEvY/lSpOYclnXvU/s1600/jacob4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8WovddhIGGY/TZYJprlfzkI/AAAAAAAAEvY/lSpOYclnXvU/s1600/jacob4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And as long as they both are here, might as well get some portraits together. If I talk about how adorable they are will Jacob cringe? Because they are adorable. And kind to each other. Shortly after this session, I tweeted that I like how photographing people helps me to know them better. I truly enjoyed knowing these two better, and I'm excited about what the future holds for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQS814kwtMg/TZYJqC39OeI/AAAAAAAAEvc/PZRz20cODmo/s1600/jacob5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQS814kwtMg/TZYJqC39OeI/AAAAAAAAEvc/PZRz20cODmo/s1600/jacob5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you, Jacob and Kayla, for the time we spent together. I love you both!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-5651995360406957285?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5651995360406957285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=5651995360406957285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5651995360406957285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5651995360406957285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/04/jacob-class-of-2011-memphis-senior.html' title='Jacob: Class of 2011 | Memphis senior photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVQmx7LUMXI/TZYJn0U0WOI/AAAAAAAAEvM/8KeTt-d0nS8/s72-c/jacob1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-7297881412130736716</id><published>2011-04-04T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T10:33:32.092-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Grateful for simple gifts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JlafsIzEzmI/TZjrXHpMx1I/AAAAAAAAEvg/6-psAEvO3Ss/s1600/iris.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JlafsIzEzmI/TZjrXHpMx1I/AAAAAAAAEvg/6-psAEvO3Ss/s1600/iris.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I was six, my family moved to the house where I spent the rest of my childhood. The previous owners had established a cutting garden full of beautiful flowers that would come up every year. I think that's where I first loved &lt;b&gt;irises&lt;/b&gt;. They are still my favorite flower. And I was delighted to find them coming up at my new house. This house continues to delight me. Irises are more icing on the cake. A gift from the past that I get to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Larry Finch&lt;/b&gt; died Saturday. I moved to Tennessee right before he was fired from coaching basketball at University of Memphis, so he really wasn't a fixture to me. Just a name I heard tossed around from time to time. John, being a major UofM supporter, had plenty of memories and he shared them as we sat around our fire pit Saturday night and made s'mores. He made me realize that Finch's great legacy was bringing Memphis together in the years following Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.'s death (coincidentally, the anniversary of which is today). People of all colors loved watching Finch play for, and later coach, the UofM Tigers. He made the decision to be part of the hometown team at a time when other black players wouldn't consider it. He was the catalyst for moving past a horrible time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Memphis and hate it when this town gets down on itself. But I have to remember I wasn't here during the years after the King assassination. Even my recent trip to the National Civil Rights Museum did not give me the sense of the aftermath for Memphis. Healing can take a long time. And Memphis' love for Larry Finch makes me understand why basketball pulls this city together more than anything else. Clearly, it's not just a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently read a &lt;a href="http://www.vanityfair.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vanity Fair&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; article about the making of &lt;b&gt;Thelma and Louise&lt;/b&gt;. It's a great movie, but the story behind it is even more fascinating. Makes me want to watch it again. The article reminds me there is always a story behind the story. You may think that you need Jody Foster to star in your movie, but maybe the universe thinks you need Susan Sarandon and Geena Davis. And you have no idea that you are about to launch Brad Pitt's career with a tiny part. But that's what happens. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday night I took the girls to the second annual show of the &lt;b&gt;Performance Art Network&lt;/b&gt;, called &lt;a href="http://www.performanceartnetwork.org/Site/Upcoming_Concerts.html"&gt;Reach&lt;/a&gt;. I've been honored to photograph the marketing images for them the past two years and was eager to see the new show. While I have a lot of dancer friends, I don't think of myself as a dance aficionado at all. Sometimes I get it, sometimes I don't. I thought last year's show was outstanding: it was a mix of dance styles from several different companies and I was just blown away. The girls loved it too. I remember talking about what appealed to each of us and it was hard to pick a favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was expecting good things this year, but it was even better than last time. Classical, modern, hip-hop, Indian, African, ballroom...every dance was visually exciting. The program also tied into a local initiative to end homelessness, with a wonderful piece featuring a homeless woman at first ignored, then accepted by society. But what I truly loved was the finale. After a rousing African dance, accompanied by bucket drumming, the various troupes poured onto the stage taking their bows. They circled around and around as the audience clapped in time with the drummer, and the dancers began to mix into each other. A ballroom dancer held hands with a hip hop kid. A ballet dancer moved along side a modern dancer. To see all the different costumes and skin colors swirling around joyfully...it was so beautiful that it made me cry. Yeah. I'm not kidding. Tears streaming down my cheeks as I could see how the world &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; be. All of us. Together. Happy. Joyful. &lt;i&gt;Each doing our own thing, but all of us part of the same dance. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home to tell John all about it. He had made lemon risotto for us and it tasted like it was kissed by angels. And once again, I was overwhelmed by all of what I am given.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-7297881412130736716?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/7297881412130736716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=7297881412130736716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/7297881412130736716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/7297881412130736716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/04/grateful-for-simple-gifts.html' title='Grateful for simple gifts.'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JlafsIzEzmI/TZjrXHpMx1I/AAAAAAAAEvg/6-psAEvO3Ss/s72-c/iris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-3901576498506698285</id><published>2011-04-01T07:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T07:56:28.779-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boudoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful you'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Jill | Memphis boudoir photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LCGMSIbpuMY/TZUg6LPUITI/AAAAAAAAEu4/rHH2VN55um4/s1600/BYjill1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LCGMSIbpuMY/TZUg6LPUITI/AAAAAAAAEu4/rHH2VN55um4/s1600/BYjill1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, Jill. Could you be any prettier? I'm so glad she wanted a &lt;a href="http://www.memphisboudoir.com/"&gt;Beautiful You boudoir session&lt;/a&gt;. I had photographed her and her daughter a few years back and was very happy to be back in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0v0y5PHv3XQ/TZUg8LD7JeI/AAAAAAAAEu8/6FelIC1HXQg/s1600/BYjill2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0v0y5PHv3XQ/TZUg8LD7JeI/AAAAAAAAEu8/6FelIC1HXQg/s1600/BYjill2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This session was done at my studio, with just a few backgrounds and props. I always want the emphasis of these sessions to be on the client. Jill brought some cute outfits, and some jewelry that has deep sentimental value. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RRk3YWDFang/TZUg8vaLDVI/AAAAAAAAEvA/4Yq9-2ejc_c/s1600/BYjill3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RRk3YWDFang/TZUg8vaLDVI/AAAAAAAAEvA/4Yq9-2ejc_c/s1600/BYjill3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When Jill arrived at her ordering appointment she was excited but a little apprehensive. She said she enjoyed the portrait session experience but really had no idea what the finished images would look like. She thought she might be critical of herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sorwEqQUt0k/TZUg8z-yJRI/AAAAAAAAEvE/MMkkm7iwdZk/s1600/BYjill4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sorwEqQUt0k/TZUg8z-yJRI/AAAAAAAAEvE/MMkkm7iwdZk/s1600/BYjill4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm happy to report she was blown away from the first image to the last. She said she couldn't believe it was her! And that she looked so young! And that it made her day/week/month to see herself like this! Jill decided to get a session album that showcases her favorite images, and a few prints. I'm always so happy when a client is able to see herself in a new, positive light. That's really the whole point of these sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UCK0-VShpNU/TZUg9523c_I/AAAAAAAAEvI/TCE5n3nv7bo/s1600/BYjill5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UCK0-VShpNU/TZUg9523c_I/AAAAAAAAEvI/TCE5n3nv7bo/s1600/BYjill5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you, Jill, for the wonderful opportunity to work with you on a boudoir session. I'm designing your lovely album so you can look back on this time for years to come. See you next year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-3901576498506698285?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3901576498506698285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=3901576498506698285&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3901576498506698285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3901576498506698285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/04/beautiful-jill-memphis-boudoir.html' title='Beautiful Jill | Memphis boudoir photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LCGMSIbpuMY/TZUg6LPUITI/AAAAAAAAEu4/rHH2VN55um4/s72-c/BYjill1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-50040168565644006</id><published>2011-03-30T08:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T08:15:00.249-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boudoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful you'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Lisa | Memphis boudoir photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FBBByR9fwhk/TZIYSc4a9vI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/vpHzzY3lfzc/s1600/BYlisa_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FBBByR9fwhk/TZIYSc4a9vI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/vpHzzY3lfzc/s1600/BYlisa_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So this is Lisa. Super beautiful. Smart. Funny. And my personal trainer. Sometimes she tells me to do things that look so hard I just laugh at her. Then I do them. And I feel better when we are done. I try not to admit this to her too often.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vnxLyeqGFEA/TZIYSiHqpYI/AAAAAAAAEuU/bP7ALbSzqrc/s1600/BYLisa_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vnxLyeqGFEA/TZIYSiHqpYI/AAAAAAAAEuU/bP7ALbSzqrc/s1600/BYLisa_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was thrilled she wanted to do a &lt;a href="http://www.memphisboudoir.com/"&gt;Beautiful You&lt;/a&gt; boudoir session. She's already done a family session (which I promise to blog soon). But a boudoir session is so different. It's a chance for a woman, most likely a mom, to focus completely on herself. All my clients have been surprised at how wonderful it is to focus on just themselves for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QuY7St3Ucqc/TZIYTBzd7ZI/AAAAAAAAEuY/VsyATWPzmz0/s1600/BYLisa_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QuY7St3Ucqc/TZIYTBzd7ZI/AAAAAAAAEuY/VsyATWPzmz0/s1600/BYLisa_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Of course she did a fantastic job of listening to me. She brought great outfits and jewelry. She pampered herself before the session. And she didn't laugh (much) when I told her to turn this way or that, arch, smile, don't smile, etc. I'm pretty sure she didn't need Advil the next day. Like I do sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ryMXMdDqC8/TZIYTRg5RRI/AAAAAAAAEuc/c1K10hBqFbc/s1600/BYLisa_4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8ryMXMdDqC8/TZIYTRg5RRI/AAAAAAAAEuc/c1K10hBqFbc/s1600/BYLisa_4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lisa, thanks for the wonderful opportunity to work with you on a boudoir session. I knew you would be fantastic and you were. Your album will be ready soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-50040168565644006?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/50040168565644006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=50040168565644006&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/50040168565644006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/50040168565644006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/03/beautiful-lisa-memphis-boudoir.html' title='Beautiful Lisa | Memphis boudoir photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FBBByR9fwhk/TZIYSc4a9vI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/vpHzzY3lfzc/s72-c/BYlisa_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-206771863483445957</id><published>2011-03-29T07:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T07:15:01.545-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Sam and his grandparents | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-rieVk-2lhUA/TY0PM9J44FI/AAAAAAAAEtw/8LUQYw5Iy9o/s1600/butler1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-rieVk-2lhUA/TY0PM9J44FI/AAAAAAAAEtw/8LUQYw5Iy9o/s1600/butler1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was so happy to photograph Sam and his grandparents a few weeks ago. His (very smart) mother answered a model call for a grandparent session I was doing and I was happy to welcome them to my studio. Most of the session was done inside, with natural light. But I also did a few outside in the garden. I've photographed Sam before, but not with his grandparents. He has only gotten cuter since I last saw him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-q_PsWW_S8Ug/TY0PTQmbrxI/AAAAAAAAEt0/WUsI8TDlRYs/s1600/butler2a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-q_PsWW_S8Ug/TY0PTQmbrxI/AAAAAAAAEt0/WUsI8TDlRYs/s1600/butler2a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sam's mom explained that her mother and Sam have a very special bond. It was pretty easy to see that this three-year-old was smitten. Perhaps it was my expert direction ("snuggle with your grandma") that makes these portraits so special? Nah. I think they just adore each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3Fu-NQHyp04/TY0PU9Yf-VI/AAAAAAAAEt4/NJnYcIfpJuo/s1600/butler3a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3Fu-NQHyp04/TY0PU9Yf-VI/AAAAAAAAEt4/NJnYcIfpJuo/s1600/butler3a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;His grandfather's no slouch either. He could hardly take his eyes off Sam the whole session and there was always a big smile on his face. When it came time for the ordering appointment, Sam's mom and grandmother were speechless at first and full of happy tears. I told them tears are my favorite. I totally love it when someone cries when they see my work. At the end, they said that I had photographed them exactly as they are. Which is my most favorite compliment of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Need your own grandparent session? See details here: &lt;a href="http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/03/grandparents-love-memphis-photographer.html"&gt;A Grandparent's Love.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-206771863483445957?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/206771863483445957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=206771863483445957&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/206771863483445957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/206771863483445957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/03/sam-and-his-grandparents-memphis.html' title='Sam and his grandparents | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-rieVk-2lhUA/TY0PM9J44FI/AAAAAAAAEtw/8LUQYw5Iy9o/s72-c/butler1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-3628091902509314256</id><published>2011-03-28T08:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T08:04:10.068-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Sister and Brother | Memphis child photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SpyTJszuujM/TZCEgimD8HI/AAAAAAAAEt8/zsDSFTlm36Y/s1600/stakem1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SpyTJszuujM/TZCEgimD8HI/AAAAAAAAEt8/zsDSFTlm36Y/s1600/stakem1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This lovely family bid on an auction item I donated last year, and I was thrilled to take them out for a walk one late afternoon last fall. The kids were absolutely darling; very chatty and full of their own ideas about a portrait session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JrOZdw11fv4/TZCEheQRJLI/AAAAAAAAEuA/beS931GshIk/s1600/stakem2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JrOZdw11fv4/TZCEheQRJLI/AAAAAAAAEuA/beS931GshIk/s1600/stakem2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I always love input from little ones. Because it's not just a portrait session; it's an experience that should be fun for everyone. Very young children like these need a mix of "work" and relaxation during a session and that's just what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G2JpTH0nVDw/TZCEh89D2OI/AAAAAAAAEuE/ntql2lG7TvE/s1600/stakem3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G2JpTH0nVDw/TZCEh89D2OI/AAAAAAAAEuE/ntql2lG7TvE/s1600/stakem3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Little brother was so adorable. Especially in his efforts to keep up with his big sister. If she did something, he wanted to do it too. I love a spirit of competition! And I want to squeeze his cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FU1_7QRbs1s/TZCEicQHdVI/AAAAAAAAEuI/iBkn6cOPFpg/s1600/stakem4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FU1_7QRbs1s/TZCEicQHdVI/AAAAAAAAEuI/iBkn6cOPFpg/s1600/stakem4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Big sister was awesome. She talked and talked, telling me about her life, telling me where we should go next, telling me when she was all done with picture-taking. I don't think I ever stopped laughing with these two. We certainly did not stay in one place for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QiMfvFFcRPg/TZCEixOOA6I/AAAAAAAAEuM/uLYwE1Rnnhs/s1600/stakem5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QiMfvFFcRPg/TZCEixOOA6I/AAAAAAAAEuM/uLYwE1Rnnhs/s1600/stakem5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was very happy to create their holiday cards and to provide them with beautiful art for their walls. I have a feeling this girl is going to do great things with her life. So glad I got to be a little part of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-3628091902509314256?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/3628091902509314256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=3628091902509314256&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3628091902509314256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/3628091902509314256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/03/sister-and-brother-memphis-child.html' title='Sister and Brother | Memphis child photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SpyTJszuujM/TZCEgimD8HI/AAAAAAAAEt8/zsDSFTlm36Y/s72-c/stakem1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-5016464946060860841</id><published>2011-03-25T15:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T15:19:42.321-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>A grandparent's love | Memphis photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-s0jxAGWIk8c/TYzOBqJ9NqI/AAAAAAAAEtk/l_eM3NgD6J8/s1600/butler1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-s0jxAGWIk8c/TYzOBqJ9NqI/AAAAAAAAEtk/l_eM3NgD6J8/s1600/butler1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Meet Sam and his grandparents. They are crazy in love with each other, as they should be. When I put a call out for models I was thrilled that they were ones I chose, because I knew their affection would shine through. It does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have said many times that grandparents are 100% love. At least if you are the grandchild. By the time John and I married, we only had one grandparent (his mom's dad) left between us, and he died before we had Margret. I would have loved for my grandparents to know my children. Alas. But our girls are fortunate to have all our parents in their lives, and they know what it means to have loving grandparents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Mnn_cH3PltU/TYzOCChB7RI/AAAAAAAAEto/MrV2lbC1-ak/s1600/butler2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Mnn_cH3PltU/TYzOCChB7RI/AAAAAAAAEto/MrV2lbC1-ak/s1600/butler2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had one grandmother in particular who really doted on me and we had such a special relationship. I still tell stories about her to my kids. I have a few photos of her, but I realized a while ago that I don't think I have many of her and I together. We certainly don't have any portraits together. If I did, it would be one of the most valuable things I owned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided that even though I don't have portraits of me and my grandmother, the least I could do is to set up a mini-session so &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; could have it done. I'm now booking Grandparent minis on April 5, 6, 7 and 9th at my studio (&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Sunday, April 10 now available&lt;/span&gt;). The sessions are $150 and include a 30-minute session, 10 images in an online ordering gallery and two mini accordion books. This covers up to two grandparents and two grandchildren. If you have more of either, you'll need to purchase a second session so that we have enough time to photograph everyone. You can also order prints, additional books and other products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note, these sessions aren't just for young children and their  grandparents. Adults are welcome to bring a grandparent in and have a  portrait made together. You still have time to capture that special relationship you have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-nrN0Sm_wVwI/TYzOC6opWPI/AAAAAAAAEts/wY33HCoK20k/s1600/butler3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-nrN0Sm_wVwI/TYzOC6opWPI/AAAAAAAAEts/wY33HCoK20k/s1600/butler3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Recently I was in my tax accountant's office and I had already noticed the photo he proudly pointed to: he and his young grandsons walking away on the beach. He told me it was from his other son's wedding. While the wedding party was having some portraits done, the little boys wanted to catch a closer look at a bird, so "Pop" went with them and the photographer happened to catch them. I'm sure he and his wife ordered some lovely portraits for their home, but I loved that this was the photo he wanted in his office. And he could barely stop himself from smiling while telling me about it. Because that's what a grandparent is. One hundred percent love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;ETA: Due to client requests, I've opened up Sunday, April 10 for additional sessions. Please contact me at 901-568-0211 as soon as possible to schedule. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-5016464946060860841?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5016464946060860841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=5016464946060860841&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5016464946060860841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5016464946060860841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/03/grandparents-love-memphis-photographer.html' title='A grandparent&apos;s love | Memphis photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-s0jxAGWIk8c/TYzOBqJ9NqI/AAAAAAAAEtk/l_eM3NgD6J8/s72-c/butler1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-2307685957372664483</id><published>2011-03-22T08:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T08:12:00.814-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portraits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior portraits'/><title type='text'>Stephenie | Memphis senior photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yGYJYA0tS-E/TYfTS86aZwI/AAAAAAAAEtU/u2rqFu85fB8/s1600/steph1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yGYJYA0tS-E/TYfTS86aZwI/AAAAAAAAEtU/u2rqFu85fB8/s1600/steph1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been fortunate enough to photograph the lovely Stephenie several times as part of family portraits. So I was thrilled to be asked to do her &lt;a href="http://www.marcilambert.com/"&gt;senior portraits&lt;/a&gt; last summer (dudes, I am so far behind blogging my sessions; I'm attempting to catch up before the spring gets too busy). In fact, I believe she's been planning for me to do these since we first met several years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been looking forward to it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Vmj4IgW3VlU/TYfTTeW49TI/AAAAAAAAEtY/UQ04GSGsBx8/s1600/steph2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Vmj4IgW3VlU/TYfTTeW49TI/AAAAAAAAEtY/UQ04GSGsBx8/s1600/steph2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As part of her consultation process, we planned to go to three different locations. I wanted her to have a lot of options so she brought several changes of clothes, too. Sigh. Made me remember how much I adored my clothes when I was a teenager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ivzcNNJqm7s/TYfTTgWSizI/AAAAAAAAEtc/PAdhn87sB_g/s1600/steph3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ivzcNNJqm7s/TYfTTgWSizI/AAAAAAAAEtc/PAdhn87sB_g/s1600/steph3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Her mom was her chauffeur and she brought along a few friends, who were great at getting her to smile when I needed it. Not that she needs much help. Stephenie is a totally sweet and she's excited about the road ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-0BofD_qUf-4/TYfTUaafQGI/AAAAAAAAEtg/ovenv7EfQKo/s1600/steph4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-0BofD_qUf-4/TYfTUaafQGI/AAAAAAAAEtg/ovenv7EfQKo/s1600/steph4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Along with prints for family members and previewing an announcement to do this spring, Stephenie also got a flush mount album of her favorite images. It's something that she can enjoy for a lifetime. Good luck, Steph. Go make your mark on the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-2307685957372664483?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/2307685957372664483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=2307685957372664483&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2307685957372664483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/2307685957372664483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/03/stephenie-memphis-senior-photographer.html' title='Stephenie | Memphis senior photographer'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yGYJYA0tS-E/TYfTS86aZwI/AAAAAAAAEtU/u2rqFu85fB8/s72-c/steph1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15879584.post-5870277351172990990</id><published>2011-03-21T07:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T07:30:02.778-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my girls'/><title type='text'>Spring Break 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RQWkdkQMe_g/TYZMT0HlPSI/AAAAAAAAEtQ/eTuPR1F5DDI/s1600/25+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RQWkdkQMe_g/TYZMT0HlPSI/AAAAAAAAEtQ/eTuPR1F5DDI/s640/25+collage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last week was Spring Break for the girls. We normally don't travel anywhere then and most of the time I end up working on something or another (last year I painted their bedrooms at our old house). But this year I decided that we would be tourists. In Memphis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I moved here, nearly 16 years ago, I've noticed the rampant low self-esteem of this town. It puts itself down way too frequently. For no good reason. Me? I think Memphis is an awesome place to live and I love raising our children here. We live in an affordable, nice house and the amenities of the city are just minutes away. If you can't find something to do here you just aren't looking hard enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on our first day we traveled downtown to the &lt;a href="http://www.civilrightsmuseum.org/home.htm"&gt;National Civil Rights Museum&lt;/a&gt; (free for TN residents Monday afternoons 3-5pm). I am ashamed to say that it was my first trip. I've always wanted to go but just never found the time. And of course it was amazing. So full of information about the civil rights movement. We walked onto a bus and read the story of Rosa Parks, whose seated statue greeted us. We saw statues of the striking garbage workers who drew the interest of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. And of course we walked up to the display of his room at the Lorraine Motel where he was shot and killed. We went across the street and saw the place where James Earl Ray is believed to have fired. Amongst it all were photographs and videos and captions. More than we could possibly read in our two hours there. Both girls were able to pick up on names they have studied at school. And we talked about how good can come from tragedy. It was a powerful place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday we met some friends at the &lt;a href="http://www.soulsvilleusa.com/"&gt;Stax Museum of American Soul Music&lt;/a&gt; (free for TN residents Tuesday afternoons). We watched a great video and toured the exhibits. The girls thought some of the clothing was hilarious -- high heels and colorful capes. I asked them how they compared to what Lady Gaga wears and they turned thoughtful. The wackier you are, the more you get talked about, right? We also stopped in front of a photo of the Lorraine Motel and I was able to point out right where we had been the day before. I wanted them to understand the Civil Rights Museum wasn't always a museum; it was built around an historic place. To continue the music theme, we headed to &lt;a href="http://www.sunstudio.com/"&gt;Sun Studio&lt;/a&gt; (kids under 12 free; $12 adults). I love the "tour" there. Basically, you stand in two different rooms and listen to a tour guide who plays audio clips, but the history lesson is fantastic. We learned that some musicians recorded at both Sun and Stax. And we learned how the styles of music that came from each were a little different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a picnic with friends planned on Wednesday, at a nearby park. I got some mommy time; the kids got to run around with their friends. We left a bit early because I had an appointment to photograph the new &lt;a href="http://www.shelbyfarmspark.org/sfpc/woodland-discovery-playground-1"&gt;Woodland Discovery Playground&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.shelbyfarmspark.org/sfpc/front"&gt;Shelby Farms Park&lt;/a&gt;. I was really glad the girls got to go with me because they got a sneak peek at the coolest playground we've ever seen. If you are a member of the Park, you can see it April 5. If not, you'll need to wait til April 8. Either way, you've got to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew Thursday would be my favorite trip of the week (Friday turned into gameday as we invited friends over to watch Uof M in the basketball tournament. Sadly, they did not win). We went to &lt;a href="http://www.elvis.com/graceland/"&gt;Graceland&lt;/a&gt; (platinum tour $35 adults, $17 kids). When I first moved here, I took many visiting relatives there. But the girls had never been and wanted to go. Especially when they heard about getting to go on an airplane. Despite a little trouble with our audio headsets, we had a great time going through the mansion. And we continued to look for connections to our previous trips, like the display of Elvis 45s from the Sun Studio label. We had lunch there (meh) and saw the car museum, the airplanes and several smaller displays over the course of several hours. I told the girls how much their grandmothers loved Elvis. And I tried to impress on them that people come from &lt;i&gt;all over the world&lt;/i&gt; to see Graceland. I think they get it. And they especially liked getting ice cream afterward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, John quizzed them on their knowledge of Memphis history and music and they got 15 out of 15 (Can you name the members of the Million Dollar Quartet? What song did Elvis first record and what was his first release on Sun? What did the signs of the striking garbage workers say? Who danced the Funky Chicken?). And of course we talked again about how connected all this history was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally I loved looking at the photographs in each place. And I thought about how in each place those photos were the way history is kept alive. The places themselves are significant -- seeing the room where MLK stayed is indeed historic. But seeing a photo of him in that room, looking through some papers is freezing that moment in time. Hearing a clip of the Million Dollar Quartet is great, but that iconic photo captures their interaction in a way that clip doesn't. Graceland's preserved rooms are beautiful, but I want to see what it really looked like when Elvis was still there. All those images are what keeps the past alive to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's why I document my family. All I used was my iPhone and above you'll see a compilation of photos. In November of this year I'll once again put together a photo album with images from our year and those will definitely be in it. I want their kids to be able to pick them up years from now and be able to keep the past alive for a while longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15879584-5870277351172990990?l=makearteveryday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/feeds/5870277351172990990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15879584&amp;postID=5870277351172990990&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5870277351172990990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15879584/posts/default/5870277351172990990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makearteveryday.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-2011.html' title='Spring Break 2011'/><author><name>marci lambert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15791702418466403557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZr9BJrq16c/S6JsTZPsLGI/AAAAAAAAEYg/6XlZNL4tnI0/S220/marciwdarkhair100.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RQWkdkQMe_g/TYZMT0HlPSI/AAAAAAAAEtQ/eTuPR1F5DDI/s72-c/25+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
