Monday, September 18, 2017

Recent Photography Projects

Hi all! It's been awhile since I've updated my blog, but so much has happened in the past few months! This summer was fantastic; I took and passed my preliminary exams for my doctoral program (and I just started my third year). The first baby was welcomed into my family on August 1st with the birth of my beautiful niece, Madilynn. There was lots of time spent with friends and family and, of course, time spent doing the things I love - writing, creating art, and taking photos.

I've had quite a few photo projects lately, the most recent being the opportunity to take headshots and group pictures for a local theater company, Act 2 Productions. (They are doing their first show this weekend - Seussical Jr.! My husband is the tech guy and I've been volunteering when I can; the show is great! Visit their website for tickets). In addition to the headshots and the shoots I will share below, I also had the opportunity to shoot all of the photos for the new graduate teaching assistants at Bowling Green State University and did updated photos for full-time faculty members in General Studies Writing and English. Keep an eye on the website - I'm sure you'll see a photo I've taken.

So, I figured I would share some of the photo projects I've done recently. The first is an engagement shoot I did for my cousin Danielle and her fiancĂ© Cory. (Funny story - as I was about to do their photos on July 31st, my mom called to tell me my niece was going to be born, so I left right after the shoot to travel from Ohio to Indiana to make it in time for Madi's arrival). The second shoot is a wedding that I did for my dear, dear friends Dylan and Ally on August 26th. (You might remember that I did their engagement photos back in February - see those here). My husband Justin was a great second-shooter for me at their wedding. We make a great team!

Here are some of my favorites from those shoots. Enjoy!

Danielle + Cory - Engagement Session

Dylan + Ally - Wedding

Thanks so much for stopping by my blog! To see more of my gallery or to talk with me about a shoot, visit my photography website

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Restoration Project: Radio/Record Player/8-Track Console

Anyone who knows Justin and I knows that we love antiques and thrift shopping. We've been able to find quite a few valuable items at thrift stores for little to nothing including antique cameras, records, projectors, and more. We were driving home the other day and we saw a cabinet sitting by the side of the road. I thought it was just an old cabinet, but when Justin got out to look at it, he saw it was actually a radio, record player, and 8-track console. I assumed that it was broken since it was by the side of the road, and it was really dirty and needed some cleaning, but we decided to bring it home to check it out. When we got it home and plugged it in, we realized EVERYTHING worked!!

I was so excited that everything worked on it, so I started cleaning it up. I actually had to vacuum it out to begin with (it was full of sawdust for some reason) and then cleaned it with mild soap and warm water. Some of the black plastic parts in the console would not come clean, so I used some "ultimate black" car cleaner to bring the color back, and then I conditioned the wood with some polish. Justin also had to a put a couple screws in where they were missing, but I think the console looks wonderful now!

I really wanted to try the 8-track player, but I didn't have any tapes, so Justin and I picked up a few at an antique shop in Michigan (Johnny Cash, Kansas, and B.B. King). Turns out the 8-track player works too!


So this is my current dilemma - it's a beautiful piece, but I don't have room for it right now. Do I store it for a future home or should I sell it? Let me know your thoughts!

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

What's New?

I realized it's been awhile since I've posted on my blog, so here's an update on what's been happening that past few months!

I just finished the second year of my PhD program and am now officially a third-year. This year was tough as I was finishing my coursework and forming my dissertation committee and preparing for my exams (which are less than two weeks away, so if you don't see me for awhile, you know why!), but I made it. On top of that, the beginning of this past semester was so hard because Cohen's health was declining quickly. I can't believe it's already been four months since her passing. I think of her every day and miss her deeply. It's been a process learning how to move on without her, and some days are better than others.

I went to Portland, OR, back in March for a conference, which was wonderful and exciting (despite the fact that I got sick on the plane and spilled a cup of ginger ale all over the guy sitting next to me). Oregon is a beautiful place! I am also presenting at two conferences coming up at the end of next week in Findlay, OH - should be fun! I've spent the past couple weeks doing some writing, reading, studying, and working on a professional website for when I go on the job market.

The next couple weeks will mostly be devoted to studying for my exams (my exams are June 5, 6, and 7). June will be a pretty busy month for me overall. After my exams are over, Justin and I are headed to Indiana for a wedding and plan to stay the weekend. I'm looking forward to getting out of town and seeing some old friends! The weekend after that, I'm headed back to Indiana for my sister-in-law's baby shower!!! DID I MENTION I'M GOING TO BE AN AUNT!!?? The baby (it's a girl!) is due at the end of August and I couldn't be more excited for my brother and his wife.

The week after the baby shower, Justin and I are taking the youth group to Grand Rapids, MI, for a mission trip for a week. That pretty much wraps up June for us! We are planning a camping trip in July with some good friends of ours from Indiana (who are getting married in August back in Indiana, so we will be headed back that way toward the end of the summer!). And, at some point, I will need to do my oral defense for my prelim exams, but I'm not sure when that will happen yet.

One of the biggest things that has happened in the past six months is that Justin and I adopted a retired racing greyhound from a rescue in Michigan! We got her on December 29, 2016 and she brings so much joy to our house. Her racing name was DS Sapphire and Justin and I changed it to Ruby Soho (from the Rancid song - listen to it here!). She will be three years old in August and she is one of a litter of ten (and all of her siblings are named after gemstones, as well). She is such a sweet girl and loves to snuggle and be close to us. I babysat for a family in grad school who had a greyhound and I loved her and always knew I wanted to adopt one. Plus, greyhounds are great for people with allergies (like me) because they don't have undercoats (but this always makes them more susceptible to the weather, so Ruby always wears a sweater in the winter). She doesn't bark, sheds minimally, and loves to run and play at the dog park. We love her!

After Justin and I adopted Ruby Soho, my friend Sara and her husband decided to adopt her sister (DS Opal, now called Sadie). They love to play together, and Ruby is even going to stay with Sadie while Justin and I are in Grand Rapids in June. Interested in adopting a greyhound? Follow this link to learn more about the organization that Ruby and Sadie were adopted from.

So that's about it for now! Enjoy some adorable pictures of my sweet greyhound! Oh, and it you want to see more of Ruby Soho, you can check out the Instagram account Justin and I created when we adopted her: Ruby Soho Instagram.

She frequently loses control of her tongue.

They like to take naps.

When I'm making the bed and Ruby Soho can't take a hint that she might be in the way.

She sleeps anywhere and everywhere.

Ruby loves to play!

Waiting patiently for a treat.

Welcome to our family, Ruby Soho! ©Bradley Austin Photography

Saturday, April 8, 2017

Cohen's Dream

There wasn't much that Cohen and I didn't share with each other during our 17-year friendship; we kept secrets and encouraged each other in struggles no one else knew about. I've felt compelled to write about this for awhile, mostly because I may have been the only person Cohen told about it, and it's a story that deserves to be told. I don't want it to end with me, because it's such a testament to the person Cohen was and the faith she had through the entirety of her illness. It's not easy to write about, but here it is - Cohen's story still continuing to impact me and others even though she's not with us anymore.

When Cohen first started having symptoms, we were all stumped. The doctors couldn't figure out what was wrong with her and none of us knew how to help her. Her symptoms persisted for months until the pressure on her brain built up so much that she needed to have a shunt placed. Her doctor referred her to Indiana University Medical Center, and I skipped my last week of grad school in April 2013 to drive down to Indianapolis with her and her family. The night before we made the trip, I stayed with her at her mother and stepfather's house in Fort Wayne, the two of us unable to sleep knowing what the next day would bring.

As we sat on the mattress in her bedroom, I could still smell parts of the house she grew up in - the wood-burning stove, the trees in the yard, the smell of gasoline and car parts coming in from the garage where Cohen and her father would work on her '63 Ford Fairlane. She had newer, thicker, black-framed glasses on, her vision impacted by whatever it was that the doctors couldn't quite diagnose. I was scared for her, and my voice clearly showed it as we talked, but her voice was unwavering as she told me that she hoped the shunt surgery (and the biopsy that was to follow a few days later) would give doctors an answer and that she would be able to be cured.

As we were talking together late into the night, she said she wanted to tell me about a dream she had. I have no idea if she ever told anyone else about this dream, but it stands out in my mind and will forever. I've shared this with my husband and family, and I distinctly remember the emotional moment I told my brother Brandon about her dream as he rode in the passenger seat of my van when we were driving to my new house in Ohio back in 2014. Like I said, I've been feeling like I need to share this because I don't want to be the only person impacted by it; Cohen loved everyone and took every opportunity to help others and speak into their lives.

She began telling me about the dream she had had a few nights before. In the dream, it was Earth Day and she said all of her loved ones were with her at her father's house, planting trees on his property. There was a red barn at her father's house where Cohen and I used to go exploring to find bats and investigate the treasures inside (it's since been torn down), and in the dream, Cohen looked over and saw a ladder leading up to an opening toward the top of the barn. She walked over to the ladder, climbing it and crawling into the opening at the top. When she got inside, there was a screen set up with memories from her life playing on it. She said she saw a bright light and heard God speaking to her.

As she watched the memories play in front of her, she said God asked her whether she wanted to go be with him then, or if she wanted to wait awhile longer. She said she wanted to wait awhile longer, and I asked her why she chose that. She said that, as she was watching the memories with her family and with me and my family, she wanted to stay for us. She said she hated the thought of seeing us in pain and hurting, so she wanted to be with us as long as possible.

Afterward, she said God told her that he would see her in just a little while, and she crawled back out of the opening and down the ladder to continue helping all of us plant trees. Then she woke up.

I had mixed emotions after Cohen told me about this dream. First, I truly believed that this dream was from God, and I was speechless. But I also felt a profound sadness. If this dream was the "real thing," as I believed it was, that meant Cohen only had a short time left with us, and I couldn't imagine ever being without her. What was even worse was that we didn't even know what was wrong with her yet, but I knew at that moment that whatever it was would eventually take her life. She knew it too, but she was more concerned about us than she was about herself. The illness was the way she would be taken from us, and that hurt her so deeply.

She told me about that dream in April 2013. That same month, she had a shunt placed and a brain biopsy that revealed she had a terminal brain tumor. Later that year, she had a stroke that left her immobile and almost completely blind. Her body continued to betray her over the next fews years, but she had chosen that over going home to be with God because of her friends and family, because she loved us so much.

Cohen passed in January 2017, not quite four years after her dream. The doctors told us she would have 10 years to live, but she only lived for four years after her diagnosis. As God told her, he came back for her after just a little while, and she was waiting for him. I knew it was coming. During those four long years of watching Cohen suffer from a horrible and debilitating illness, I knew it wouldn't be long. I knew because of the dream, and I knew because of Cohen's immeasurable faith. It was so hard to spend four years wondering when her time was going to come, but Cohen's battle was even more difficult. Through it all, she maintained a strong, unwavering faith. Through it all, her positive attitude prevailed and her smile and laughter never left. Even through the pain and heartache, she was still Cohen.

Losing Cohen earlier this year was like losing part of myself. When I saw her on her birthday on January 16th, I knew the time was coming where I would have to say goodbye to her, and I knew it would be soon. Seeing her frail body on the verge of letting go on her birthday and then having to go back to work and school like nothing was wrong was a nightmare. Her birthday was on Saturday, and my phone never left my side as I went about my days on Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday, receiving the call early Wednesday morning (January 19th) that she had passed. I commute to work and school, so I had plenty of time that week to think about Cohen, what it would be like to finally have to say goodbye to her, and how I would even be able to hold myself up and continue with life afterward. There was a song on the radio that kept me going during the days following her death, and I heard it many times that week:

There's never been a moment I was not held inside Your arms
There's never been a day when You were not who You say You are
Yours forever, it don't matter
What I'm walking through
Cause no matter where I'm going
There's never been a moment That I was not loved by You

The lyrics reminded me that God was present, that he was with me and helping me through this loss. But even more than that, the lyrics reminded me that Cohen was never alone. God never left her. She was so loved by him. Even through her terrible illness, she was loved and held by God.

A couple weeks ago, I was driving to school and missing Cohen. I kept thinking about her, still not quite able to grasp that I was living in a world where she didn't exist anymore. As I was driving, trying to figure out how I was going to get through the day, that song came on the radio. I smiled and remembered God's promise to her - she would be with him soon, and hearing that song then reminded me of her dream and that she was indeed resting in God's presence.

Friday, February 17, 2017

A Celebration of Life

Last Friday, I celebrated my 28th birthday. The following day, we celebrated the life of my best friend at her memorial service. It was a bittersweet weekend, but I was grateful to have been surrounded by family and friends who helped me remember how beautiful life can be even in the midst of tragedy.

Justin and I traveled back to Indiana on Friday and spent the afternoon going to my favorite antique shops with my dad. My dad bought me a fabulous book from James Whitcomb Riley that was published in 1940 but looked like it hadn't ever been opened. My great grandmother loved James Whitcomb Riley and would talk about his poetry with me often. She even gave me some of his poetry collections that she had kept throughout her life, the pages wonderfully yellowed with time and creased with years of use. The book was the perfect gift.

Later that evening, the whole family had dinner together and then gathered at my parents' house for cake. It was strange being back in the town where Cohen and I grew up together, knowing that I would be saying goodbye to her one last time the next day. As I walked to the various shops downtown with my dad and Justin, I just remembered all the times Cohen and I had walked those streets together.

Cohen's celebration of life was beautiful and heart-wrenching. Justin and I arrived early and walked into the sanctuary of the church. Photographs of Cohen were in a slideshow on the projector screen: a photo of her with Justin and I on our wedding day, one of us with our moms at her sister's baby shower, my favorite photo of her with me and my brothers. We had 17 years of memories together, and I think it finally sank in for the first time that we wouldn't be able to make any more.

I helped Cohen's mother put together an arrangement at the front of the sanctuary while noticing that the framed photo next to the urn was one that my dad took of her during our senior photo shoot back in 2007. I remembered how beautiful and sunny that day had been; we were so full of excitement and hope for the future and wonder and anxiety about college. I never would have thought back then that I would only have 10 short years left with the girl who had become my sister. Outside the sanctuary, Cohen's family set up a journal where people could write notes and memories. I had gotten that journal for Cohen as a gift for high school graduation; I'd hoped she would use it as a travel journal someday when she was able to fulfill her dream of going all over the world. I never would have thought the journal would be used at her funeral someday, still empty because she became sick right after college.

So many people came to celebrate Cohen, and the service was like looking at a scrapbook of all of our years together. We had friends come from all over who represented various points in our lives: high school friends, some of her family friends who I grew up with because we were always together, college friends who were with us during our involvement with various campus ministries. It reminded me of the film Big Fish (which Cohen and I actually saw with friends on her 15th birthday). The man tells so many stories throughout the movie, but you don't realize until the end how "larger than life" he actually was.

Justin got up at the beginning of the service and read a piece I wrote for Cohen. I hope I captured even just a glimpse of the relationship Cohen and I shared. The music was beautiful and we sang several of Cohen's favorite songs, including "I Can Only Imagine" (a song she put on quite a few of the CDs she made for me in high school and college). One speaker joked that there were no photographs of Cohen and I without each other, and there is some truth to that. He pointed out how all the photographs represented our adventures and experiences together, and he was spot on. Cohen and I loved to take photos, and we had to document everything we did. Now that she's gone, all of those photographs mean more than I could ever say.

After the service, we listened to Cohen's little brother talk about her and how special and unique and funny and loving she was. We shared a meal and remembered Cohen, laughing and swapping stories about the impact Cohen had on all of us. The service ended with a balloon release at Buckner Park in Fort Wayne, a place where Cohen and I took many photos together during her little brother's birthday celebration several years earlier. As we watched the 28 blue and yellow balloons (representing Batman, her favorite superhero) drift into the air and out of view, I silently wondered what life would look like for me from that point on. I can never replace Cohen, and it's going to take time for me to navigate this life without her.

During the dinner at the service, Cohen's mom gave me a necklace of an angel. She got the same necklace for herself, my mom, and Cohen's sister Amanda. The necklace represents everything Cohen meant to us, but it also shows unity among us. Cohen brought us together and our families melded into one during our 17-year friendship.

On the drive back to Ohio later that night, my heart was so full after having seen so many people who meant the world to Cohen (and me) over the years. She was so loved by so many and will be remembered as the strong, brave, compassionate, and generous person she was. But my heart was also heavy; life will never be the same without Cohen. I will never be the same.

I love you, Cohen, and I look forward to the day when we will see each other again.

Even when the rain falls
Even when the flood starts rising
Even when the storm comes
I am washed by the water

Sunday, February 5, 2017

Dylan + Ally - Photo Shoot

I don't even know where to begin about these dear friends of mine. When Justin and I lived in Indiana, we had the privilege of living life alongside a wonderful group of people at a campus ministry house. Our friend Dylan lived there and I remember so much fellowship and great conversation, often around a bonfire in the backyard. Ally became a part of our campus ministry family later and I had the joy of getting to know her during the 2 years Justin and I lived at the house. I remember the first time Justin said that we should hang out with Dylan and Ally and get to know them better; we had dinner at Granite City one night in July several years ago and that was the catalyst for a beautiful friendship. It has been a pleasure to watch Dylan and Ally's relationship grow and flourish over the years and to continue to share life with them (as we all live in Ohio now!). Justin and I are so excited to celebrate with you on your wedding day this August!

I love these people, and we had an amazing time shooting these photos together. It was a cold Saturday in February, but that didn't stop us from exploring both the woods and the city, capturing photos of the love these two share. Here are a few of my favorites from the shoot yesterday just outside of Columbus, Ohio:

To see more of my work or to book an appointment, check out my website: LaFollette Photography.