the magician’s daughter

before i landed on this path… before my daughter, my husband, my family… before college… before ukrop’s…. there was the neighborhood magician.

i said magician.

let me wrap your head around this family…. they always had fresca. 

and perogies.

the magician always wore suspenders,

they had a gorgeous, sweet german shepperd.

they had a love of photography and an amazing collection of old cameras.

they were a MAC family… before anyone was.

they had a horse.

they had cool artwork everywhere… and a huge spider hanging in the stairwell.

oh yeah, and they did magic shows on the weekends — and i had the pleasure of staying home with their kids.

i was always in such awe of their house… of them, as parents. i secretly wished my parents had been a little more like them… there seemed to be such a good balance…  

the magician’s daughter was about four at the time — the same age as my daughter now. she was always sweet and insightful… and quick to tell on her brother if he was bothering her. while babysitting, i usually spent most of my time with her. she was special to me then….

then, i moved on.

took a ‘real job’ bagging groceries.

(lame.)

lamer still — i still bag groceries…. everyday.

(shame)

i wish i could say, ‘i watched her grow up into a fine young adult, etc…’ but, i can’t say that. we’ve only reconnected through the power of facebook — and quite recently.

fast forward:

i’m a mom of a four year old and she’s an early twenty-something…. just starting out. finding her place in the world…. lots of opportunities to be seized.

heck, i think i, myself, feel like i’m just starting out… finding my place in the world…

long story short: amanda needed some headshots…. and, i really was dying have an ‘urban’ session…. so it was perfect! 

scroll down and take a peek at some of my favorite images from the day.

meet amanda, the magician’s daughter.