We went to the farmer’s market this morning as is our usual habit, even though it’s broiling out. Got to stock up on fresh tomatoes and peaches and greens while we can. (Nothing focuses your fruit and vegetable purchases like living in a place with short growing seasons.)
Melanie let Isabella out of the stroller to run around a bit and a photographer approached me. He has a booth at the market and is a local guy, with a website and photoblog. Anyway, he wanted permission to take photos of Isabella. He’d put them up on his site and if we liked them we could buy them. It’s not a bad sales pitch, but unless he’s less expensive than my guess, unlikely to make the sale. And I appreciate that he asked permission first.
Still, it will be nice to see what a professional photographer comes up with. It was funny to watch him follow her around, as she’s very camera-aware, thanks to Mommy. It looked like a little photo shoot. Other people walking would stop and remark on her facial expressions and poses.
And no, there’s no way in the world I would every in a million years allow her to model professionally. Not that anyone’s asked, but still.
I’ll link to it when he posts the photos on his site (he’s promised to email me) and you can tell me what you think. Heck, if they’re good enough maybe the grandparents would like a print or two.