The TinaKeen Photography website has changed along with prices for 2013.
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The TinaKeen Photography website has changed along with prices for 2013.
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Kelsie's mom contacted me a few months ago just bragging about how great of a daughter she has and how much she wants her to have this gypsy session. I am game for themed shoots anytime but to hear they are from a gypsy bloodline and we would be using her grandmother items for props is awesome. We set the shoot at a family friends property, they had a crew to help with hair, makeup, props and set up and her dad chauffeured us around this huge piece of property. The shoot turned out perfect and Kelsie looks absolutely amazing. She was natural and she is very photogenic. I had a blast meeting her entourage and getting to see the glimpse of this wonderful daughter that her mother sees in her. Kelsie, It was an honor to meet you and your family!!! You have made your parents proud and I wish you all the best at Hofstra University.
Shadow and I got engaged February 26, 2012. It was a very emotional and stressful day before Shadow even popped the question, not to mention I just had a baby two weeks prior so my hormones were nuts as it is. I was on my way home from dropping my Dad off at the airport for him to head back to California. When I walked in the house the girls were standing at the door giggling and smiling and Shadow had dinner ready. I will never forget all of their faces. Shadows prank with an empty box that I expected to be a gun. I was already crying at this point because he gave me an empty box. WHO DOES THAT!? So he said he will bring me my real gift. [Our 5th year anniversary was around the cornor and Shadow and I are the worst about keeping our gifts for each other a secret. He torments me with teasing that he already has my gift and I go crazy and somehow we both finally give in and give each other our gifts early... and this is for every holiday. I did not have any type of gift for him this anniversary so I felt bad.] Shadow went to our bedroom came out and started talking. My heart dropped. After his first sentence I knew what he was doing. I began crying even more and he finished proposing to me while hugging me because I would not let him go. This was not some glamorous one of a kind proposal but this was our moment. The moment that he asked me to be his wife. =) The moment was perfect, that ended the the day on a great note. Our relationship is far from perfect as is anyones and we work each day to keep it together. There is no perfect fairytale ending, just the two of us making each day what it is. As we have 388 days to go till we say our I do's, I can't help but think how picky do I need to be for this wedding... It wasn't this perfect moment when we first met, our relationship is a not perfect, his proposal wasnt perfect timing based on how everyone else thinks a proposal should be and we are not perfect. I take pride in the details and planning and from the history of our relationship... nothing was planned. It all just happened. It happened for whatever reason that it did. We don't have close family and friends. We have just us. We have our family we created. We have his dad who is by our side no matter what. We have VERY few people that are in our lives who truely know us, who care about us and share their lives with us, as we do them. With the issues we are going through with at this moment for our oldest daughter and the reality of having the means to have this elaborate detail oriented wedding that I want, I have agreed to not plan. God brought us together, has helped kept us together and will guide us to commit to each other the way he already has planned. In 388 days it will be 7 years since we have been together. In 388 days I will marry my best friend. In 388 days we will commit our lives to each other. In 388 days will join as one in front of very few people. We have choosen to have a very small intimate wedding. Nothing fancy. We want to be surrounded by the very few people we care about that actually cares about us. More than ever I have realized this wedding day is not this planned ordeal that most spend thousands of dollars on or a wedding day on how many people can show up to bring gifts or to join the party. This day will be how much Shadow and I love each other. How much we are willing to commit and make this relationship work. A fancy wedding doesnt define our love for each other or our family. In 388 days I will be Mrs. Parker!! I have been dying to make my own actions. So tonight I finally gave it a shot. Here is my first one and the one of the black and white versions I use all the time. I am so excited, I can't wait to have more free time to create more! Feel free to download this action for yourself. Make sure to share your images on my Facebook page.
I would love to see that you have used it. DOWNLOAD HERE password is "NewAction" This little handsome one has had a special place in my heart since I took his newborn photos. He is ADORABLE.
Next time you think of beautiful things, don't forget to count yourself in. -Unknown I love throwing myself into projects and activites, no clue why when I know I have enough to do but here is my newest. A couple of years ago I read on this photographer who had social issues and grew as a photographer simply by walking up to random people on the streets and taking a photo of them.
My heart pounds with just the thought of that because, I, myself STRUGGLE with meeting new people and taking to anyone I do not know. I wanted to do this little project then but I did not even entertain the idea long enough then thinking what a neat idea. So my goal is to photograph a 1000 faces. That is alot of faces! I will be going up to random people and as well as taking anyone who is willing to participate. My goal is a 1000 faces by the end of the year.... anyone else feel the anxiety build up? I want pretty faces, old faces, new faces, wrinkled faces, hairy faces, tattooed faces and the list can go on. If you are interested in helping by offering your face or know of a location that I can get some faces PLEASE let me know!! I would love to have your support and maybe some of might also jump on and try this out too. Either way I would love to hear from you! I said to myself, God sees and knows all. No matter how much one tries to hide, lie, forget and ignore something.... the truth is still there. For years I tried to forget and ignore but deep inside me the truth has always been there and on the other hand, those that ignored and forgot know the truth as well. I have made comments before on the life I had growing up and never really just opened up on why at 16, I was living in Texas. Several states away from my home, California. At this point of my life I was dealing with an aunt who treated me as if I were an inconvience and degraded me daily. I was not allowed to wear jeans or girls clothes because it was all too revealing. I was, in her eyes, only worried about boys. In actuality I avoided them. I was self conscious and insecure. I was embarresed of my body, of who I was and most of all my story. These are moments in my life I did not ever share with anyone. I was scared of losing what I already didnt have and scared of going back into a foster home. I was terrified of anyone with authority and was not secure enough in my self to speak for myself even knowing what was happening was wrong in so many ways. Around my 11th birthday I got a visit from my social worker, Gary Barnhart. I guess you could say he was the family social worker since he was the social worker for my biological mother as well as her sisters while they were growing up. He knew the history of my family, I am sure more than I will ever know. He informed me how I had an aunt that wanted me. I was ecstatic. How could I not be since my whole life was based on trying to find a way to get closer to my mother one way or another. One day I was living in a foster home in Indio Ca and the next taking a trip to Bakersfield Ca. Just like any other foster home this was anothers strangers house no matter if it was a blood relative or not. This home was not a picture perfect family. No matter how hard they tried to be that image there was problems underneath the surface. Her huband was I guess a closet pervet is safe to call it? By the end of my sixth grade year we were moving out towards the country to accommodate the horses they bought. By the second summer living with them things became to come out and as well as escalate. Her husband was very explicit and just plain out disgusting and she was so wrapped up in her affair, she never noticed. At the age of 11 I was fully developed and at that age being that developed was more of a nusense than anything else. My aunt was so strict on my clothing I was wearing guys dickies pants and boy tshirts from Hurley to any other skater brand. My aunt would freak out if any clothing revealed my shape and I did not own a pair of jeans. I was a tomboy needless to say. So with my aunts busy in her life and her husband having free rein pretty much was an easy way to do as he pleased. He became so inappropriate that I was uncomfortable to be alone with him. I finally reached out to my aunt and confessed to my aunt of his actions. I honestly don't remember her even acting one way or another or as if it even bothered her. I guess she choose to just ignore that I was crying out for help from her husband. Nothing changed, everything went on as usual. My aunt and her husband began to fight more often and the chaos in the house grew. She wanted out of her marriage and he wanted it to stay the way it was. She finally throw in his face what I confided to her for her own gain rather than to take care of the issue. My aunt relied on this man for years. To take her and her first son in and then to take care of their son. It is easy to say she needed his money more than she tried to let on. Before the end of my seventh grade year divorce was in the works. He was a truck driver so he left to Houston on his one of his runs. She reached out to a womans shelter searching assistance for the divorce and to keep us "safe" from him. Of course NOW would be the time she shared my confession with authorities. NOW would be the time she got her divorce paid for and a place to live in because we were not safe around him. Even at that time I don't think I knew how far her actions really affected me. With all that being said my aunt still sent us with him every time he was in town. Not only were we unsafe around this man but he was the one buying our clothes, back to school items and the one who did anything we needed and paid for whatever we needed because she had better things to do with her money even though we were living in government apartments ans she was getting $500 + per kid for child support and she had a job. I was aware of what he was capable of to the extent that a close friend at the time, Lisa, and I would sleep outside in the truck to avoid being alone with him. Every time we had to go to his house for the weekend I would get my way. If that ment I asked for Lisa to come over or a new pair of Etnies I would get it. In a sick way it was like he kept me silent with buying things for me. I always new what I needed to do or not do to keep his distance from me so visiting him house began to be a relief from my aunts hell. I don't know why and I doubt I will ever understand why she treated me as if I wanted or asked for all that to happen. She rejected me, degraded me and was always beating me down one way or another. At this point I was opening up to the counselor at school. I would express my fear of what she might do to me. She would get so violent and beat her son for stupid things that it would take her boyfriend to get her off of him. She would threaten to homeschool me and keep me locked in my room. She was so cruel and angry and negative all the time that life with her was worse than visting her ex husband who was a pervert. SAD To this day she acts like she provided this "great life" for me. She acts as if she saved me from the foster care system and I owed her the world and I am today who I am because was she did for me. I was a typical teen. I wanted to wear makeup, go to school functions, have a life outside of school and have crushes on boys but I was too scared of my aunt to even sneak out for parties or do what teens do. I was a good kid. One day I went to school and I was so upset with what was going on that I left class to go talk to the counselor early that morning. She advised me that by law they were unable to tell me to leave but I knew what I needed to do. That afternoon I never went back home. I left with the clothes on my back and nothing else. After a few weeks of going from friends houses to friends houses I was left with no place to go. These few weeks I was still enrolled in school and attending. My aunt tried to pull me out of class and the school would not allow her. I had no place to live and no home to go to. I, of course, call the one person who I felt owed me. My aunts ex husband. He brought me to the Houston Texas area where his wife at the time lived. I would live with her while he was on his route to California and while he was in I would live with others babysitting for a place to stay in exchange. Coming to Texas was a sense of an escape for the daily emotional abuse and the fear of what she might do. Anyone who knew me in High school KNEW the last thing on my mind were boys. Anyone who KNEW me knew that school and church was my escape from that "great life" she was giving me. Coming to Texas also ment I had to grow up and fend for myself to avoid dealing with the issues that my aunt allowed to happen. No matter how much I wanted to ever forget that period of my life, I can't and I wont be able to. No matter how much my aunt tried to ignore or hide that fact that her husband was doing inappropriate, the truth is still there. I know that those obsticles I had to deal with were building me to who God needed me to be. It wasn't my fault why my aunts ex husband did what he did, it was not my fault why my aunt resented and treated me the way she did. At the end though we will all have to stand in front of God and confess our sins. Through all of that.... NOT one time did I tell anyone beyond my aunt what was and had happened. I have NO clue why I didn't. I know there are kids out there right now dealing with someone in their lives who is taking away their childhood. Someone who you have to deal with and you have no choice. OPEN UP! Tell someone what is going on and if they don't care enough to do something about it tell someone else. You are not alone no matter how much you feel your world has ended or how much you hate life. You deserve better that than. You are worth more than that. God created you in his own image to be loved and cared for. Never to feel as if your life has no value. "So God created man in his own image" -Genesis 1:27 No kid deserves to be treated as an object for anyone else and no kid deserves to be treated as if they asked for it. Shame on those of you who use a kid for your own personal gain! Anyone can lie and say your lying but God knows the truth and no matter how much any of us try to avoid the truth..... we will all have to explain ourselves to the only one that matters one day. “My heart rejoices in the Lord; My goal today is to help those who are at a point in their lives were they are ready to give up. Where no matter where they turn they keep sinking into the hole and instead of those that you reply on helping they just keeping taking out the ground from beneath you.
Know that God loves you and there are people out there that are amazing have amazing spirits. Just because one has authority over you here on earth doesn't mean they are always right. Life has so much to offer and can be beautiful. So many NEW things going on with TinaKeen Photography I don't even know where to start. Getting right down to the point.... the top 5 changes for 2013 are
1. Investment 2. TinaKeen Photography Products 3. Limited Weddings & Dates 4. Limited Sessions 5. Stylized Sessions I know they don't sound exciting do they?! These changes are a positive must though. Investment: Check out the new TKP Magazine. This magazine will provide all sorts of information for you all at one place like investment, style, what to expect and reviews. Prices have gone up and each session comes with a complimentary 10x10 mounted print of your choice. TinaKeen Photography Products: My goal is to provide you with high quality, top of the line and unique products. Every print will be mounted and your choice between gloss or matte finish and e-surface, metallic or b&w color. Also offering photoblocks, photoboards and custom jewelry. You can find more detailed information on products offered in the TKP Magazine. Limited Weddings & Dates: Between homeschooling my children, daily mother and life duties and trying to provide you with the best, I am limiting how many weddings and sessions I book per year. Limiting these dates allows me to take more time and making sure I give you in return great quality and improved detailed images. I want to give you only my best and not feel like a factory trying to rush these images out the door as quick as I can due to too many sessions needing to be edited. I will offer mini sessions twice in 2013. Summer Mini's and Christmas Mini's will be available within a 2 weekend time period. Limited Session: TKP will not be offering services for newborn sessions. I have never tried a boudior session before so I am offering one session 1/2 off for anyone who is willing to give me a shot to see if I would even like it. I will offer sessions for models, children, teens, women, families, brides and weddings. I will focus more on children, models and women (brides and non brides). I love the beauty children can bring into an image and women are just stunning to photograph! If you would like a local photographer that offers newborn sessions please visit Sonja Miles Photography. She is amazing with the itty bitty ones. Stylized Sessions: My favorite! This is for the ones of have a vision on how they want the session to be, with a theme. The theme goes throughout the session from style of clothing, decoration, props and specific location(s). These sessions take a lot of planning and prep so at least a 6 week notice is needed to execute these sessions. Ok so I hope I am not forgetting any other details but I think this is the just of what is changing. I am wanting to only offer you all the BEST. Products and prices that have quality and an experience with it. Sessions that you look forward to rather than dread.... talking to you gentlemen. I am ready for the New Year! Are you?? |