We at Strawberry Road had decided long ago to try to be as carbon neutral a company as possible.  In doing so, we had investigated the possibility of solar, geothermal, even hydrogen power to run our studios.  It wasn’t until Jennie took a backpacking excursion through europe that culminated with tobagganing in the alps that she realized we could use tiny elephants on treadmills to power the studios.  (She was taken by Hannibal’s story and well, way to think outside the box Jennie!)  Anyhow, the tiny elephants have worked out very well for us.  However, in true Jurassic park fashion, chaos theory has reared its ugly head and caused major issues for us here at Strawberry Road… In all seriousness, this is what we came up with for the ShootStyle photo assignment titled “the moment after.”  Nobody ever said we were normal…

Wedding dresses to me, have a personality all their own.  At least they do since Jennie and I have been loaned eight of them.  Each dress gains a nick-name as we begin to work with it and muster ideas about where models should showcase them.  The dress in the picture after the jump is one that gained a nickname for me as soon as I saw it.  Having never seen it worn, nor ever seeing an image of the bride in this cute little number, I can assign a personality to it unhampered by preconceptions.  Jennie laughed at my name for the dress, but I think it’s grown on her because it has certainly stuck.   Click more for the jump…

Once in awhile Jennie and I will have a big idea.  The Midsummer Night’s dress shoot was one of those.  The idea, 5 dresses hanging over a beautiful stream.  Smoke blown into the trees was to capture the streaming sunlight painting ethereal rays over the scene.  Well, mother nature didn’t agree with our plan.  A calm early morning gave way to an unreliable, omni-directional breeze.  No amount of smoke would fill the canopy and if it did, it would have found it’s way in front of the dresses ruining the image.  It did work for one image…click on ‘more’ below the image for the rest of the story…