Aug
22nd

Mark + Jen | Joplin MO wedding photographer

Mark and Jen traveled up to Webb City in the Joplin Missouri area to celebrate with family and friends their wedding.  A beautiful summer morning backyard wedding, the details were soft and elegant.  Before the wedding Mark was shooed back indoors multiple times as he would busy himself with details of setting up and making sure guests felt welcome.  He has such a giving nature and is drawn to leading and organizing, it was difficult for him to let others serve him.  I would say Jen picked a good one!  Jen has such a joyfulness to her, and although quiet and reserved, it was obvious by the response of her friends and family that she is a true friend and fiercely loyal.  I think Mark picked a good one, too!

This small group of sweet family and friends that came to share the day with Mark and Jen were happy to be together with those they love.  The officiant was a good friend, and so funny with charming stories of the couple.  Boston, their dog, joined nieces and nephews as a ring bearer and flower girls.  It was a sweet morning that I felt privileged to curate.

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The stunning flowers were done by the Wildflower in Joplin, Mo.

If you are looking for a wedding photographer, I would love to visit with you about photographing your special day.  Information about wedding options can be found here.  I am located in Rogers, AR and serve NWA, Southwest MO area including Joplin, MO and am available for travel worldwide.

Saclolo Photography is a full service studio portrait and event photography services.  Email stephanie@saclolophotography.com or call 479-426-0200 to book one of our talented photographers.

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Jul
30th

Moms, take pictures with your kids | Family Photography

Mom

This picture.  When it happened I wanted to run and cry.  I did NOT want my picture taken.  Well, when do I ever WANT my picture taken.  But, this moment was supposed to have been different, and so I especially wanted to find a hole to stick my head into.  I had wanted the day to go smoothly.  Just once, I had wanted to be put together with hair and makeup and clothes without mashed puffs somewhere.  It was Derhing’s prom day, and we had miles to travel and multiple places to be, but I thought I had it coordinated where all would fit neatly…but mid-morning as I sat at a soccer game in sweats and a ball cap to hide my dirty hair, everything unravelled.  Derhing’s date who was going to pick her up in Rogers had a problem with the florist and couldn’t leave to get Derhing which meant I would need to drive her to Joplin, which meant I would have to leave from the soccer game as I was and take her to get her hair done in Joplin, which meant I didn’t get a bath, or any opportunity to get ready.  It was her day, but I desperately didn’t want to be in sweats and a ball cap.  I had my husband grab a sundress out of my closet as he drove up, but it didn’t change the fact that my hair was a mess.  I didn’t even have a hair brush, so I swept it back in my traditional messy bun, and put on some mascara and lip gloss that was available in the van.  I was still frozen with inadequacy, so I chose to not go down to the park while everyone was there doing pictures together.  After some time, when I thought it would be cleared out, I headed down to take some pictures of Dehring and Kyle together.  To my relief, it was cleared out, and I was free to do my thing without needing to socialize.   We were winding down, when suddenly, Kyle grabbed the camera from me, and said let’s take a picture of you and Dehring.  I was immediately as belligerent as a two year old, arguing and refusing to cooperate, but not getting any further with getting my way.  Dehring said give up Mom, I want a picture with you, and I could literally feel the tears welling up in my eyes as I said, but I am grimy and dirty and my hair isn’t fixed and I don’t have make-up on…and what I wasn’t saying is that I am fat and ugly and hate how I look and think that somehow if I always avoid the camera I can pretend myself into something different.

The picture happened.  Kyle had the 70-200 image way too close, and I consoled myself that the picture would be all blurry and unusable, so it was okay.  And that was that.  I didn’t die when the shutter clicked, and life went on, and I of course skipped right over the image when I uploaded them, and it was as though it never happened…at least I thought.

Then, along came May 10.  Mother’s Day.  And I noticed my phone was buzzing with Instagram notifications, which was odd, as I hadn’t put any photos up recently, so I got on to check…and there it was.  A picture of me.  And my first reaction was horror…it wasn’t blurry and unusable, the picture was right there, for God and everyone to see.  Now people were going to know what I look like!!! And then a small place in me softened, and I was super impressed with Dehring’s editing, and I was reminded how beautiful she was, and what a special relationship we have…and I didn’t crumble and die, and no one called to tell me that they could no longer associate with me because my hair was dirty and I was fat.  Actually over the next couple of months, I had two moms of Dehring’s friends bring up the picture.  One commented how much she would love to have a picture with her daughter just like that, because it was fun, and so full of love.  I laughed and said, oh I was so resistant to having that picture taken, I was grimy and I hate to have my picture taken.  The other commented, “Really? I never noticed at all.  I hate to have my picture taken, too…but if it meant I could have one with my daughter like that, I would do it in a heartbeat.”

This all really got me started thinking…

First off, my real friends and family; you all see me, the whole three dimensional glory of me all the time.   And you still like me.   I just don’t see me.  

And then I started thinking more…

How many pictures do I have of Moms with their kids, especially seniors?  I almost always offer, but rarely does someone step in and take one, and almost never are they purchased.

I pulled out these images because they came to mind.

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The black and white image is one of my favorite I have ever taken.  I polished the color one, but in the black and white I had to leave a bit of wrinkles…of the tiredness around mom’s eyes, because it is so real.  And real is so beautiful.  What makes this image so touching is the vulnerability.  The love, and sadness, and realness of life are all palpable.  We want to look perfect, because society says we have to be perfect to be deserving…and yet vulnerability is so, so beautiful.  Why is it, I can see that in others, but I can’t see that in myself?  I don’t have that answer, but what I do have is the ability to be an example.

And so, it is time to woman up.  And I have been taking steps.  Recently, I had a client who needed to change a session last minute, which meant that I didn’t have a sitter, and during her session she turned to me and said, “now let me have the camera and you go over right where you had me, and let me take a picture of you with Rowan.”  And I let her.  And yesterday, I did the unthinkable.  I took a selfie and posted it on Twitter.

My insides hurt.  I got teary eyed.  And I did it anyway.

Moms, our kids love us.  And someday we are going to be gone.  And in the meantime, we will be here, but tomorrow is gone…and gone in the blink of an eye.  Our people…they don’t care that we are fat, have dirty hair, out of style clothes, wrinkles, squished puffs…they love us because we are someone important to them.  And often the fat is there because we gave up gym time to drive kiddos to little league practice.  The dirty hair is there because we were too busy with breakfast and baths and school forms and our precious shower didn’t happen.  And those out of style clothes are because we don’t love fashion and new clothes, it is because we buy the kids those new looks first, and the budget didn’t quite stretch far enough to fit ours in at the end, and those wrinkles, well all those middle of the night breastfeeding sessions and extra prayer time for that teenager out with the car took away a lot of our beauty sleep.  And squished puffs are a sure sign that you hold your babies close.  It doesn’t feel like it Moms…but these are badges of honor.

“Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”
~Margery Williams The Velveteen Rabbit

Real is beautiful.  And yes, society doesn’t understand.  But let’s not let that rob us of the reality of our beauty in sacrifice and love.

Here are a few mom (and grandma) images I came across.  I don’t know about you, but all I see is love.  Beautiful. Real. Love.

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If you have considered a family photography session, but have put it off because you just needed to {insert chosen thing to fix}, consider booking a session now.  I am currently booking into fall. Email text or call 479-426-0200 to reserve a time.

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Jul
29th

AR Sports Photography NWA Wings Basketball

The NWA Wings finished their season in Kansas City, and I had the opportunity for some sports photography action while I was there.  These girls are seriously funny and swaggy as it gets.  They love this sport, and have a neat bond as a team.  Mike did an amazing job coaching both on and off the court, and it is obvious he is committed to these girls.  High schools that are represented on this team include Farmington, Fayetteville, Valley Springs and Heritage High School.  Congratulations on a successful summer and I will be cheering you on in your upcoming seasons!

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