I still have hope.

Somehow, despite all the hard things that have happened in the recent years in our country….

Despite all the tragedy, the crazy politics, the state of the government, and hard conditions for so many people in the world… I still have hope.

Maybe that is naive. Maybe I am just a wide-eyed optimist. Maybe I don’t want to face it all.

But I look at my kids, I listen to their ideas and thoughts and the way they view the world and I know that while I cannot change a lot of things in the country I live in…. I can give the world these 3 women with strong ideas and knowledge and insights that might make a difference.

It’s not everything. It won’t change the world in the next 5 minutes, or 5 days, or 5 years. It feels small, but it’s not. We are all powerful and we all have that opportunity to change the world through these tiny people. Through small things, big things are accomplished.

“Every generation inherits a world it never made; and, as it does so, it automatically becomes the trustee of that world for those who come after. In due course, each generation makes its own accounting to its children.”
-Robert Kennedy

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When the Clouds Don’t Part

After all these years of being a photographer I know things definitely do not always go as planned. My portfolio would lead you to believe that every session ends in a sunset, every child smiles perfectly, every click of my camera is pure magic….

So what happens when the clouds don’t part? What do I do when, instead, those clouds literally open up and dump endless amounts of rain on my photo plans? Because let’s keep it real, THAT HAPPENS!

The month of March was not good to me this year. What was normally a month of sunny skies and wildflowers turned into a literal mud pit. Every weekend was rainy or so muddy from the week before, outdoor sessions were impossible.

Let me tell you something about myself….. I need sunshine. Sun-flare shots are my jam. Additionally, I have seasonal depression and too many days without my friend, the sun, I get in a serious funk.

Wildflower Minis were scheduled, and rescheduled, and rescheduled again. Easter minis were time-sensitive and they could not be rescheduled. Booking a gaggle of animals for your Easter Minis means that your date is happening rain or shine so as the week crept on and I realized that the rain was not going to pass in time for photos of kids and bunnies outdoors, I had to hatch a new plan.


My studio is always an option but I just hadn’t thought about what I would do if I had to take these photos indoors. So in the days before when my fate became apparent I started figuring out how I was going to make my studio a beautiful wonderland for my clients. My clients trust me to produce beautiful images for their children regardless of the weather, and sometimes that pressure is exactly what I need to step up.

And so, the day before Easter Minis this year found me out in the rain trimming mustard blossoms from a local field, and cutting eucalyptus branches hanging over the fence into my yard, and filling buckets and baskets full of any foliage I thought might work. Then I spent hours that night at the studio laboring over ideas for how to make the sessions special, and different, and magical for those cute littles who would be coming in the morning(both kids and creatures).


That’s what we photographers do.



In the final hour I had a flash of brilliance and realized my window ledge in the studio was big enough to sit a child on. I had never done it before but I could see the images in my mind- light pouring through the window and greenery climbing the wall, almost like a princess in her castle. These are how my big ideas usually happen. Misery and stress before the big idea hits me and it seems so obvious like I should have seen it all along.



The day went wonderfully. Bunnies and chicks were held and adored by all and the window seat turned out to be my favorite shots.


It’s not always easy. Rolling with the punches is hard when your vision for a photo shoot is barricaded by circumstance. But, if you are up for the challenge, and you let yourself think outside the box, when things fall apart you can find to create beautiful images for your client no matter the situation.






The Wild Bloom Project

So much sadness seems to fill the air lately. It’s hard to avoid the photos of the devastation caused by Hurricane Harvey, Hurricane Irma, and the most recent Northern California fires. In addition to all of the horrifying natural disasters there are the devastating man made horrors, such as the Las Vegas shooting. It is impossible to escape the heartache. Something as simple as scrolling through your social media feed has turned into a sad and uncomfortable experience to dread… except for the tiny glimpses from time to time into the joy, and fellowship that still exists in the world. The photos and stories that remind us daily that life is still beautiful despite terrible circumstances.

Over the last couple months we’ve been working on something at The Wild Bloom Studio. After several drafts of how to introduce it, and trying to fine tune all the details, it’s time to stop worrying about the perfect words. We want to get this out there, and we don’t want to waste any more time or allow for another disaster to hit. We introduce to you, The Wild Bloom Project.

In an effort to give back and add a sliver of positivity out there, we are gifting photography sessions this fall. While this is not the first time that business owner, Meghan MacAskill, will be gifting a photography session, it is the goal of The Wild Bloom Studio to go bigger. We want to be able to reach more people and open up the opportunity to a greater audience.  We are placing no limits on the amount of sessions we will gift- only that we want to give the gift of photos to those who are truly in need. We are asking that if you know anybody at all in the San Francisco Bay Area that would benefit from a gifted photography session that you share their story with us. This can be anybody you know that has had financial difficulties, illness, loss of loved ones, home displacement, or anybody that has had more than their fair share of negativity. If you feel comfortable sharing your own story and feel that you would benefit from this photography session please feel free to do so! To share a story please email us at admin@wildbloomstudio.com

Please share this post on your social media feed, tell your friends and family about it, and help us spread the word. Help us give back a little bit of happiness and bring the gift of memories to someone out there this Holiday Season.



He was their first baby. He was their oldest, their furriest, their tamest. He was with them through moves around the country, and babies, and so many adventures. He was robust, and energetic, and so very good.


Until he wasn’t. Until one day he started to unravel at the seams and he couldn’t be put back together. They knew the time had come to say goodbye. They knew that the days with Gatsby were numbered and the moments left were precious ones. They knew this was the end that all pet-owners have to face at one time or another.

You may know how this feels. Maybe you have lost a pet in the past? As a fellow dog owner I have seen more than one of my furry babies pass away. I still miss them dearly.

In search of a great photographer, Gatsby’s owner Erik contacted SmugMug, a local company that knows great photos and amazing photographers. SmugMug is a photo and website hosting service and their headquarters are located close to Erik’s home. Many of SmugMug’s employees are photographers or photo enthusiasts. SmugMug reached out to me and that is how I met Gatsby, and his family.  Erik and I talked, and laughed, and I felt Erik’s sadness over his dog’s impending death pulse through the telephone as we set up a photo shoot for the very next evening.

Gatsby was everything they told me he was. Gentle, and loyal. Adoring to his masters and with the children he was as sweet as could be. He had soulful eyes that made you feel like he was talking to you when you looked at him, speaking volumes through those chocolate brown eyes.

We laughed and played in the evening sunshine that day, and for a moment we could forget that this was one of his last evenings. For that hour the sun shone down, and Gasby snuck in licks on his Mom and Dad’s faces, and the kids giggled and patted him. It was a gift. An evening spent watching a family be in in the present soaking up each other and giving thanks for the years they had been given with their dog. Moments like that don’t happen every day, and if you are lucky, you are invited to witness them very few times in your life. I feel honored that I was that witness.

The same day I delivered these photos to this dear family, sweet Gatsby passed away. Their two small children will grow not really remembering this dog of their youth but I am hopeful that these photos will cement in all of their minds this day in the sunshine that they played with their dog before he had to leave.

Rest in peace sweet Gatsby.


14 Years in the Making.

Very few people are given the chance to live their dream. Life is cruel that way. But if you find the thing in life that brings you joy, and challenges you, and fills you with passion…you should run, not walk, towards it and never look back.

13 years ago I picked up my first professional camera. I would love to say that I knew in that instant that I would be a great photographer but that would be a lie. All I knew at the time was that I loved photographs, I loved people, and I loved unraveling the mystery of this camera. With every click of that camera I discovered things. Most photos I captured then were failures with only brief shining instances of success, but something inside me wouldn’t let me quit when I failed over and over again. I toiled over that camera for years. I struggled to learn editing programs, and lighting techniques, and fought for the confidence to direct people into poses. I stayed up late at night watching You-Tube videos on how to use Photoshop. I bought my first lens, and then my second. I attended photography workshops, and asked friends to let me borrow their babies for practice shoots, and I invested in props. I lived, ate, and breathed photography those first few years.

It really is true that you don’t choose the things you love, they choose you. I never intended to be a professional photographer. But as time passed the love of capturing photos of my family and my friend’s families spread. Passion like that cannot be contained, it is like ripples in a pond. And my ripples could no longer be contained in the small circle of my loved ones. They pushed outward, bringing me every day to more people who loved my work and wanted me to be a part of their photos.

When I actually did finally allow myself to say “I am a professional photographer”, suddenly doors opened. Opportunities were presented. I said “yes” to everything. I took every job, big or small. I had finally found my wings and I wanted to see where they would take me. It was such an adventure in those middle years, pushing myself creatively and trying new things. I photographed birthday parties, and weddings, and head shots, and newborns. I worked on corporate campaigns, and magazine covers. I photographed anyone and everything…

…And I started to dream bigger. Dream about what I wanted my future in photography to look like.

You see, I am never content to sit still and continue the status quo. I push. I’m never more happy than when I am growing and working towards that next goal. It’s how I live my life and in my business that translates to constantly asking myself “How am I becoming a better photographer?”.

So I started to dream about the studio I wanted to create. One that provided the quality of images I have cultivated over the years but with a beautiful and finessed package. I wanted to open doors for other photographers by offering mentoring and associate photographer programs. I wanted to create a more streamlined process for my clients by redesigning my branding and moving to studio software. I wanted to become more creatively available for artistic passion projects. I wanted to speed up delivery times by outsourcing some of my editing and administrative work.

It took quite a bit for this dream to become a reality, and it was not an easy progression. I am learning that my business will never be “finished”. There will always be something to update, edit, revamp, delegate, or rethink… but that is what I love about what I do. There is no finish line. I will always be looking for that next exciting goal and wondering what I can do to be better.

I have often thought “What if I fall out of love with photography?”. It is a thought that held me back in the beginning. I worried about putting too many hours and too much money into something I wasn’t sure if I would stick with. But at the end of the day, it chose me. I am living the dream I couldn’t have even imagined all those years ago.

I am done looking back. There is only the future and the next goal on the horizon.