Retro Smetro

So. Some people like it, some people hate it. Either way I'm on a retro post processing kick. And I thought this picture from a shoot last weekend was cute. 

My Friends Are Cool {1}

I have awesome friends who challenge, teach, and inspire me. So, I decided I wanted to highlight these brilliant people on my blog in a little segment I like to call "My Friends Are Cool".

{Trust me. Segments are fun. Be excited.}

For my first entry in the My Friends Are Cool portion of my blog, I would like to direct your attention to Nick Stephens. I formally met Nick about three and a half years ago. Technically I met him previously to this, since he was friends with my older sister, but we didn't start our own friendship until I became his neighbor after moving out post high school. At first, I was insanely intimidated by Mr. Stephens. His art is so choice, not to mention his fabulously decorated home. But the more I got to know Nick, the more I saw that controlled, yet passionate artist I could naturally relate to. Soon, as I grew into my own artistic shoes, my immature shyness was replaced with mutual respect and friendship. Below is a photo of him in front of one of his pieces that I took soon after we met...

His abstract work excites all those little creative bits in my brain that make me love the world. I crave it. I adore it. I cannot wait to decorate my future house's walls with it. The textures, compositions, colors, mediums, and personalities that make up his art have pushed me more than once in my own artistic endeavors. He doesn't have any examples of his furniture on his site yet, but let me assure you it's just as beautifully creative. Love it. Looooove it. See how giddy I'm getting just talking about his art? Nick Stephens is fabulous. And he's my cool friend. Chiggaty check him out:

http://www.nickstephensart.com/

We Do What We Need To Be Free

{Sometimes it takes a shotty 2:30AM poem and some Damien Rice to let go of a 3+ year soul sucking burden masked as a friendship. Ah, I feel so much better. Goodnight my lovelies!} 

Casino Jack and the Sundance Kid

I'm a big fan of film festivals, indie movies, and artistic towns with character. And about this time every year, slightly over an hour away, there just so happens to be an event that incorporates all these things. Yes, my friends, Sundance. And thanks to my pal (and my pal's pal), I finally got to see a movie there this year.

The film we saw was a documentary called Casino Jack and the United States of Money. It was about (drum roll please) corrupt politicians.

{Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait a second. Did I hear that right? Corrupt politicians? No!}

So the subject matter wasn't anything new and inspiring, and I think the director could have used less partisan storytelling, but it was somewhat informative and more importantly... it was SUNDANCE.

Even through the pretentious air of rich yuppies and bearded film students, I was so happy to be there.

I was happy to sit in the theater drinking my overpriced water. I was happy to ride the shuttle with the filmmaker standing in front of me. I was happy with my friend's boldness to keep talking about the movie with the filmmaker in front of me. I was happy to walk in the crisp, bitter, January night air down Main Street. I was happy to see the Banksy street art on a dumpster. I was (especially) happy with the delicious pizza we had for dinner. And I was happy to be up after 3AM knowing I had an early shoot the next morning because I knew I was at Sundance.

I find it funny that when returning from the festival, it is hardly asked "what did you see?", but "who did you see?". Sundance is an independent film festival, not a celebrity stalking festival. I've never been one for star gazing. I'm far more interested in hearing what filmmakers have to say about their labors than I am in maybe seeing an annoyed celebrity dodging gawking locals. Just because someone is famous doesn't make them interesting to me.

{That being said, we're pretty sure every limo that passed by had Zooey Dechanel, Daniel Craig, Casey Affleck, and Natalie Portman in it... just because deep down we knew if we saw any of them in real life we would suddenly take an interest in star gazing.}

Give a Million Bucks in 10 Seconds Flat

Invisible children is an incredible charity. And Chase bank is giving away 1,000,000 to said incredible charity IF you go to the link below and vote! In 10 seconds flat you can help change the world. Everyone, please, please, please, go and vote Invisible Children right now! I have seen first hand in Africa what they are doing, and I promise (unlike most charities) they are doing it RIGHT.

{plus $100,000 will go straight to Haiti!}

VOTE HERE for INVISIBLE CHILDREN:

Images from Uganda this summer:

Shanda, Tony, and European Utah

The scoop: Shanda is on study abroad in England, while Tony is kicking it back here in the states. Tony was going to go to London to get their engagements shot, but Shanda was coming back for Christmas break and bam... I'm their photog.

Because we were, in fact, in Utah (and Utah is not known for their international architecture), we had the unique problem of making Utah look somewhat Europeanish.

Trying to find Europe in Utah is like trying to find free capitalist conservatives in Russia. It's tricky. So, what do you think? Any hint of Europeanishness?

The location was the breathtaking Cathedral of the Madeleine in Salt Lake City.

Hacked

So, today was fun. My website {www.katherineloveless.com} was hacked. Yeah. Hacked. By hackers. Um? What? Nerd Alert.

Whatev.

My website geeks removed the malware rubbish and everything is safe, but google is still scanning everything so the alert still comes up.

*sigh*

I'll love when that alert doesn't come up anymore. 

Leftovers and Rightunders

Dear Yesterday Me,

Thank you for being so thoughtful by ordering double noodles at dinner last night. Because of you, dear Katherine Anne of yesterday, today I was provided with some of the best leftovers I've ever had. Those delicious Tepanyaki noodles were like manna from heaven. You're a genius for knowing I'd love that treat so much, especially after so many hours of church. Thank you again. It really means a lot that'd you'd think of me.

Sincerely,
Today Me

Cassi And The Dress

One of my favorite things: when a bride has a custom made dress. Why? Because it's not from Allyse's Bridal (aka Satan's dress shop). I don't even care if I like your style or not, just make it uniquely YOURS. In the world of cookie-cutter weddings (ie, UT), it's refreshing to have clients like mine.

Check out the incredible designer of this dress, Melissa Blackburn, here and here. 

Her designs are so delicious, she makes me want to actually have a wedding dress when I get married (an idea previously vetoed 'til now).  

And Without Further Ado {in no particular order}