a lumberjack and his dog

1.jpg 2.jpg4.jpg 5.jpg6.jpg 7.jpg8.jpg 9.jpg11.jpg 13.jpg14.jpg15.jpg 16.jpgTowards the end of Spring and beginning of Summer, we took a trip to the same national park that we tend to visit for every one of our wedding anniversaries. While we were there during our last visit, I photographed Geoffrey (my husband) and Truman (my dog) in the wilderness. At the time, I was planning on creating my own pet photography business, and I was using them to build my portfolio for documentary-style pictures. After all, cheap subjects are the best subjects. Wait, does that even make sense? Regardless, my plans didn’t really come to fruition over the Summer months like I had intended them to. Mostly because I was too busy with work, travel, or planning our house. More recently, it is because another venture has come up. This is something that I am so excited to share with you all, but not today.

Geoffrey and Truman were incredibly fun and easy to shoot. With a camera, not a gun. With the slim pickings of clothing that he brought on our camping trip, I did my best to coordinate his outfit to fit the Manly Lumberjack look that I was going for. A wool jacket, crew neck sweater, jeans, hat, and dark shoes had to suffice. After studying some animal photography books, I began our session indoors, and eventually took it into the great outdoors where we had more freedom to roam and thus more flexibility within the photographs. We also had waited for an overcast day to help with the mood. During editing, I heightened the contrast, added more green and purple tones, and utilized the zoom and blur features within Photoshop.

I am pleased with the general outcome of the pictures, however, it will have to mark my one and only attempt at a photography business. At least, for now.

<3

Emory

2 Comments

  1. G

     /  08/19/2014

    Well I guess tru and I are famous now;)

    Great pics babe, I wish I would have brought some better clothes tho. Lol.

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  2. Mum

     /  08/19/2014

    Well tell your lumberjack he needs a real dog. Something calm, imposing, a working dog. Might I suggest a newf? Strength, substance, common sense, fearless, versatile and with a heart as big as Texas. I would send you a photo of one of my personal examples but you would probably delete it. I think you should dedicate a post to the heart and soul of the Newfoundland dog. Actually I think I shall get started.

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