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The day I shot my brother

So my little brother is graduating from high school this year. He is so grown up in ALMOST every form of the word and I couldn't be a more proud big sister!

When I brought up senior pictures to him, pretty all I got from him was a grunt. Now he has always been know to be rather....well....not photogenic so I expected his response. I asked him if he had any ideas of who he might want to take them and I was surprised to hear him say ME! I have always considered myself to be a decent photographer but was not quite sure if putting my bro's senior year in my hands was the best option. But after thinking over how unmotivated he would be with any other photographer I thought it would be a fun adventure. I talked to my friend Anna TenBroek who happens to enjoy photography as well (and is pretty fantastic!!!) and we set a date to take him out and 'shoot' him!

So one day after work, the three of us piled into my brother's huge truck with two shirts, a pair of romeo's, and two Nicon's, and headed over to Berry Acres (Steven's choice of scenery).

My initial thought was that this was going to be a painful half an hour - 45 minutes at MOST! But I was pleasantly surprised. Not only did Steven give us the most gorgeous smiles but actually seemed to ENJOY it! He even gave us some serious/sexy faces. It was a blast and we were there until there was no light left - almost 2 hours!

Anyways, here are a few of my favorite shots from the evening! Enjoy!

















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  1. AnonymousApril 7, 2011 at 5:34 PM

    These look great! Steven has to send me one of his pictures! I had so much fun doing this!!
    --Anna

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