I’m fickle.
I admit it.
Well, photographically fickle.
I will forever love Pumpkin Spice Latte. Dark chocolate over milk.
Michael over any other male.
But when it comes to pictures, my heart can be duplicitous.
But in a good way.
For example, this shot of 7 of 8.
The black and white tugs at me.
The deep pools of her eyes totally get me in this edit.
Until I do this in curves…
And this kid’s eyes aren’t even really blue–they just lightened that way in my curves edit. But I still love this look.
And then there’s this…
So, yeah, I’m a little fickle.
But in a good way, I think…






