People In Color

When you photograph people in color, you photograph their clothes. But when you photograph people in black and white, you photograph their souls. || Ted Grant
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Some favorites from the most recent shoot with Rosewood Clothing Co.
You can shop some of these pieces on their online shop as well as in their brick and morter location here in Richmond at 16 W Broad.
 

Virginia | Senior Portraits

Where did feelings go when they disappeared? Did they leave a chemical trace somewhere in our minds, so that if we could look inside ourselves we would see via the patterns of neurons some of the important things that had happened to us in our lifetimes? || Evelyn Lau

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Here are a few favorite snaps from a senior session last fall.
Because I am missing chilly rain filled mornings, crisp breezes, bare trees, knit scarves, jean jackets and mugs with warm drinks today. 
Oh favorite season of mine, you cannot come soon enough. 

A Boat Story | Luna

This is a story about a boat.
We drove all the way to Mattawan Michigan for her, and then we brought her back. 
I feel overly fortunate to be able to say that I consider both of my parents to be some of my very best friends. This road trip with my Dad in particular is home now to some of my favorite times with him that are going to be hard to beat to be honest.
Discovering an abandoned Airstream trailer (post with photos forthcoming) during our trip was of course a highlight and culprit to intensifying my Airstream dream, and there was a stop at a yarn shop (no surprise there). But those experiences aside, there's very little that means more to me than just simply being with the people I love and doing life with them, in whatever way it's presented to us. Whether it's having coffee on their back porch, dancing our feet off wherever there's good music (or even when there's not), sitting at a kitchen counter talking while they cook (because we all know my cooking skills leave much to be desired) or sitting shotgun in a truck for twelve hours.

On the first day of the road trip we passed a sailboat off the highway that was sitting in a yard and on her transom was the name Moon Dust. I wrote it down because I loved it so much.
I'm forever making notes and lists and scribbles of words/phrases/lyrics/sentences I like. 
But it must've stuck somehow because on the way home, as we were brainstorming the name for her, I couldn't get Luna out of my head.
And so it just sort of came out. 
And it just sort of stuck.
So Luna she was christened. 
(Not to be confused with Una of course, her sister)

The day after getting home I realized how attached I already was to her. Perhaps it was because I helped name her, and as humans we often get so attached to the things we name, or perhaps it's because of the journey and the memories along the way in retrieving her.
I'm not really questioning it though, whatever the reason.
She's going to be a great new adventure. 
Even her old name, Andiamo, which is "Go" in Italian, speaks to a spirit of adventure and seeking out and discovering new waters and places unseen that I think she already embodies.


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Unquiet One

Her mind is an unquiet one, words and thoughts and impulses constantly crashing into each other. || David Levithan -She's Simply Human
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Some favorite shots from last week's shoot for Rosewood Clothing Co.
Kathy, Erica and Kalie are all insanely drop dead gorgeous, are they not?

Featuring//
Paloma
Rosewood Clothing Co.
Surface Handmade
Native Nest


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The Travel Journal

We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect. || Anaïs Nin 
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I'm an avid journaler, but especially so when I travel. 
I think part of the reason is because when I travel things can often be a blur. A new place here and new place there, a new thought in this moment, meeting a different person with a cool story in that one, going going going. Documenting such things, sometimes as they happen, is a way for me to live them more fully in the moment. To examine and see them a little bit outside of their original context helps me to not take them for granted and appreciate these moments and experiences for what they are.
But of course I also do it so that I can look back and reminisce once I'm back home. 

I not only do this when I'm traveling but in my day to day life as well actually. I have several different notebooks and journals each with their own respective purpose. I'm constantly scribbling notes and sentences and thoughts and new words and clever lines I hear people say that I want to remember. 
I don't really remember a time when I wasn't doing this to some capacity to be honest. 
It's one of those things that's engrained into who I am.


The Rootless Spruce sent some their handcrafted leather goods with me on my trip to Iceland, which included  this incredibly beautiful handmade journal. It's pages have since been filled with quite a few memories which I already love looking back on. 
If you need a travel journal (or the perfect home for your passport) I highly recommend visiting their shop

I also highly recommend this Air BnB place we stayed in for our first few nights in Reykjavik
Don't know what Air BnB is? Learn more and sign up here for $25 towards your first booked trip!
It's my favorite way to travel.

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This post was sponsored by The Rootless Spruce.
You can find them in their shop as well as on Instagram.

If you're interested in collaborating, shoot me an email: agirlnamedleney@gmail.com 


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