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April 10, 2017

Denver’s River North Arts District || A Shootout

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I was lucky enough to be an aunt for many, many years before I became a mama. It’s a “thing” I didn’t know I wanted and a time in my life that I am incredibly, incredibly grateful for. I loved spoiling and loving and getting to know my nieces and nephews for all those years and I had no idea how limited the “aunt life” would become once I had kids.

Thankfully, those years of doting on my nieces and nephews have lead to some great relationships with some of my favorite people. Like this girl right here.

This is my Arlee-niece. And she is so much fun.

SO.MUCH.FUN.

Last month, she needed a chaperone for her volleyball tournament in Denver. Okay. Geez. Twist my arm. I’ll do it.

And since she’s been doing some photography lessons with me, I thought we should sneak in a little photography practice before the tournament started.
Denver colorado photographer canon rebel denver colorado photographer colorado photoshootYou guys!! Have you BEEN to the River North Arts District? No? Look it up. (And call it RiNo. That’s how all the cool kids say it.) It’s inspirational candy for any creative person and just the perfect place for a two person shoot-out.

And we were TOTALLY THOSE GIRLS. You know. The ones you make fun of because they’re taking selfies and posing each other and following each other around with cameras and saying “hey, take my picture in front of THIS wall and THIS wall and THIS wall.”

And we loved every minute.

Just like I tell everyone who sits down with me to learn to use their camera, I told Arlee that if she was going to get the hang of this photography thing, she needed to practice all the time. She listened to me and she has learned so much. denver colorado photographer colorado springs photographer photography lessons

And you know what, I’ve learned a few things too! When she got past the basics, I had to learn more so that I could teach her more. It is a blessing to be able to learn and practice and grow together. Thanks to this girl, I’ve got a few new tricks up my sleeve and a whole new passion for teaching others about photography.

This Arlee, she really is beautiful inside and out. I am honored to be her aunt and her friend. And after all this fun in RiNo, the fact that I got to spend a whole weekend watching her play volleyball was the icing on the cake. colorado photographer river north arts district ring district denver river north arts district colorado springs photographer colorado photographer iphone photographer colorado springs family photographer colorado photographer denver photographer Rino denver river north arts district Are you curious about how Arlee’s photos turned out?? My new About Me photo is an Arlee original and I love it so much.

And just for fun, I’ll leave you with some of our selfies and phone photos. Because, much to my chagrin, phones are cameras too. river north arts district

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