my mother named me after a night blooming jasmine she saw in her mother’s front yard. perhaps this is why i tend towards being a night owl, and why i am obsessed with shooting at that point in the evening when every bit of light is being washed away by night. the fleeting moments of the last day’s light are more electric to me than any other time of day. and with a camera in hand they pose such a perplexing challenge, it keeps me buzzing with ideas.
here ive started with a handful of photos of my dear friend who agreed to go out in the snow one night. now you know she’s a good soul to do such a thing.
this blog post will act as that ever growing idea box i have in my desk drawer, where i keep projects ideas for projects i want to do. i’ll keep adding to it as i have the opportunity to shoot at night, so keep your eyes peeled for some more starry skied pictures here!
Jazzy, hi. these are beautiful. xo