Last month my friend Tracey sent me this message on Facebook:
“As you know I’m pregnant! And some of the dancers and I thought it would be fun to take some maternity photos of me with a tutu and pointe shoes and my belly! I was wondering if you could possibly take these for me … nothing fancy … just so I have the memories.“
It goes without saying that Tracey is a ballerina …
A beautiful ballerina, at that …
With a warm Midwestern personality …
And mad skills, as evidenced by this shot. How many of you mamas stood en pointe at eight months pregnant?
Yeah, that’s what I thought.
For these shots, I had Tracey lift her tutu in the air and let it fall.
But my friend Kate (who is also a ballerina and served as Tracey’s “stylist” during the shoot) should really get the credit for these pics as it was her idea to fluff the tutu.
I call this the Immaculate Conception shot. It has a sort of religious painterly feel. Note the subtle beam of light shining down on Tracey’s belly.
The mirror photos were tricky. I hid my reflection by lining up with Tracey’s body.
When we were through in the studio, we went outside to frolic in a pseudo forest. I call these the Wood Nymph shots.
By the way, the baby is a boy. His name is Luca, which reminds me of a Suzanne Vega song.