The other day I had the pleasure of photographing a beautiful young family, who happens to be my “Framily.” Our dear friends are expecting their 2nd child and Alessandra’s baby sister or brother. Grandma Elsa wanted the family to have their  photos taken and  I had a great time doing it.

Mommy & Alessandra sharing a sweet moment

We used both Pink and Blue paint 🙂


I have always known that I wasn’t disciplined enough to carry out a 365 day project…I’ve said it countless times. So when I decided to start the 52 week project, I thought that perhaps I could handle it. I must admit that I am having a difficult time and not because of the lack of ideas but mostly because trouble with executing said ideas. What’s amusing is that this is only week 2 😀

Having said that I do love that I will have a separate place to put my project and I am actually excited to look at each photo side by side, week by week. For now I will continue to drag myself to do them because I know that the reward at the end will be well worth it. Such projects allowed for growth and self-awareness for other artists who have done them…I  hope it will be same for me. Without further delay, week 2 of 52 clicks is titled, Set Fire to the Rain. It’s the title to a song by Adele who I love.

And just for fun I will throw in an alternative which I hated!

Did not make the cut

This past weekend I photographed a wonderful young couple at Pelham Bay Park in the Bronx. Jasmin reached out to me a few months ago and wanted a session because her husband is going into active duty for the Army in February. I immediately set up the session and on the day of…it could not have been more beautiful out. It was January 7th and the sun was out, the birds were singing outside of my window and the temperature was in the 50’s in Nyc 🙂  I would like to thank Jhonathan Rymer in advance for so valiantly signing up to protect all of our civil liberties. May God Bless you and bring you home to Jasmin in a hearbeat! I did post some of these on fb and so decided to add a couple more that are not there.

For Jhonathan


52 Clicks will be the name of my 52 week project. I’ve often toyed with the idea of creating either a 365 or 52 week but I’m realistic enough to know that I am not disciplined enough for a 365. There will be days when I will not feel up to it and I just don’t need an added stress. I really love the flexibility of 7 days. Lol! So having made the decision late last year I started on creating my first piece. I really wanted to do something than didn’t really play out and I won’t mention what it is…just in case I figure out how I can do it. So anyway, remembered a photo that Brooke created recently named Keeper of Keys and so that’s how my photo idea was created. I decided that I was going to layer myself a dress with flowers.

Posted: January 5, 2012 in Photography

What have I done?

Posted: January 3, 2012 in Photography

Sounds scary…well maybe not so much! 😀 This blog will just be about what I did during the holiday with photography.

My daughter Kory doesn’t really like to pose for me since the time I dropped her from a stool…long story! I should rephrase that, she will not pose for a creative edit.  (especially one that includes levitation) But she wanted some pics with the Christmas tree before I put it away and so here they are 🙂 I should take some of this back because she did pose for me. I think she was in a giving mood when I asked her to do it for me. There is a reason why I veiled her face…she doesn’t like to be associated with my craziness :/ Oh well!!!

Ghost of Christmas Past

And these are the ones she requested…

I have been working on a set of photos using urban girls dressed in vintage dresses at one of the local parks in the Bronx. And so over the Holiday break I photographed my Goddaughter Bryanna who I had not seen in an extremely long time. She has grown into such a beautiful young lady….

Her Journey

When she's Alone...

I Solemnly Swear

Since I started in photography January 09, I’ve been searching for someone near me that felt the same way about photography that I did. And I have found people who shared my passion but as my preference in what I created changed, I longed to find someone who loved self-portraits and more conceptual and out of the box shoots. I finally have found Laura who lives in Nyc and shares my love of Fine Art Portraiture. We went into Pelham Bay Park on a day when it had rained during the night…so can you say mud :/            Mud is a difficult thing for a city girl like myself. For the first time, I walked barefoot in mud and all other kind of nasties. My legs were scratched up by these nasty thorns that were everywhere. But I survived and was able to get a couple of pics. Below is my favorite from that day and it’s of Laura!

High Tea, anyone?

Setting up a shot

When I hold on...

The menacing tree 😀

So this last self portrait was a bit tricky…only because I had to walk with my flip-flops in the mud. If you notice my feet are not dirty because I remembered to bring wipes 😀     There are a few shots that I missed and as a result the photo is not perfect in my eyes but I stepped out of my comfort zone and it’s important to show an end result. I wanted to show this amazing tree that appeared to be coming out and grabbing anything that would get close.

I had fun this staycation capturing such great images…I can’t wait to see what 2012 will bring.

I am truly getting ready for this new year in terms of my photography…I want to create more personal pieces that bring so much joy to my life! It’s so funny because I very rarely create light and airy self-portraits, perhaps because I tend to create them when there is something dark going on in my life that I choose to bring forth through a photo. One of my very first self-portraits I did when I was first diagnosed with fibromyalgia and Sjogren’s syndrome. The pain was unbearable and I remember using an Emily Dickinson quote to describe it…(click on the quote below)

Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself, Its infinite realms contain Its past, enlightened to perceive New periods of pain.~Emily Dickinson

That was when my love for self-portraiture began, it was such a release to create something that validated what I was feeling. I healed myself a tiny bit that day…there were other reasons why I chose self-portraiture. Looking at other artists such as Brooke Shaden (she was just starting out), Bethy and Melanie to name a few; gave me the inspiration I needed to get over the fear of being in front of the camera. Doing this type of photography also helped me get over the fear of looking horrible in a photo. I never photographed well and so when I figured out I could make myself look the way I wanted and be happy with it, it was a win win situation. So now onto the story behind this latest sp…It has been a crazy week with the emotions related to my mom’s situation. Again I felt the need to release something…fear, frustration and the haze that was suffocating me. Hence, the name “Pulled from this Haze.” I am including the sooc photo, one middle photo and then the finished product.

I hope you all like it…comments are welcomed 😉

And just for Dennis…

Camera Nikon D700

Exposure 0.077 sec(1/13)

Aperture f/2.2

Focal length 20mm

Iso 200

Have a great Christmas Eve! ❤

Posted: December 24, 2011 in No Photography
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I remember as a child the wonder of Christmas. Ralph and I often discuss it when the holiday comes around. How it never really feels like Christmas…how it’s so commercial and gifts often take precedence over the true meaning and this year started out the very same way. Although, this year there was a Christmas miracle in my home. For those of you who know me… know that I was raised by my grandma, who I lost in 2003 to heart disease 😥 My mom Carmen was the independent woman working very hard in a factory to provide for her children and her mother. I have always felt unconditional love for my mother but my grandma had a special place in  my heart. Once she passed, my mother became the matriarch of the family and exhibited a strength that I wasn’t sure she had. Fast forward to present time…my mom and dad were supposed to travel to Puerto Rico this week. They were to spend the holiday with family over there…a very welcomed vacation for my mom who had to deal with the death of my uncle and her brother in August. Well, my mom never made it on her vacation. Last week, she started having chest pain and made an appointment last Friday to see her cardiologist. He informed her that she had to have a stress test done on Monday and she might not be able to travel on Tuesday. On Sunday I received a frantic phone call from my dad saying that my mom had horrible chest pain and I could hear her  in the background crying. They set out for the hospital and didn’t make it…they had to pull over and flag down an ambulance. They stabilized my mom with nitroglycerin and continued their trip to the ER.  I’m not sure how many of you out there have a strong relationship with your mom or the person who is that mother figure…to see your mom on a hospital bed looking so pale can really break anyone’s heart. My training as a nurse helped me stay strong when all I wanted to do was scream how unfair it all was. My day was spent standing by my mom’s bedside thinking and hoping that everything would turn out right. I wasn’t alone…my family was there, my dad, sister Barbie, Brother Joey, sister-in-law Jomarie, Nate, Koryna, Sidney  and Ralph. She was admitted that night and had another bout of chest pain at 3am. The next morning a catheterization was scheduled. She had 3 blockages that were broken up and she didn’t need surgery. My heart just breaks every time I think what could have happened if my mom had boarded that plane with those 3 blockages. This recent event got me thinking about the true meaning of Christmas…where is Christmas? Christmas for me has got to be about the most precious thing we could have…FAMILY! Not that expensive gift that we can get or what we are wearing and where we are going. It’s about being able to hold your child, parent, significant other and friends…physically hug them and tell them just how much they mean to you. I hope that this story has stirred something inside whoever reads it…that for one second you as an adult feel the wonder of what Christmas truly is. A time to celebrate the birth of Christ and the celebration of FAMILY!