When the children rest

Mother and Son

A favorite from a recent shoot with Lisa and Nicu. These two are the pulse that keeps me moving and breathing. True love.

The weight of my love...

There's no magic number for the weight of your love. There's only the perfect number. And that perfection is part of a complex equation formulate between two people in love.

xoxoxo

Nicu, 1 month

My little man, Nicolae (Nicu), is one month today. My, how the time has flown. If time continues to fly at this pace, I'm afraid he'll be off to school before I know it. And then in high school when I wake up the next day. And then, I'll have that emptiness in my heart because he'll be off getting married and starting a life of his own. He's a ray of light in my and Lisa's life. Happy Birthday, sweet Nicu.

Expressive love

Nicu had his first "official" shoot a couple of weeks ago. It's always so special when that special client is your own son. Amazing feeling. I love what this photo signifies. Not only is he loved beyond any expressive emotion, but his love is also being expressed to us, or in this case, Lisa's hand. Radiate love.

xoxoxoxo

Sleeping baby

What an excitement it is to have a newborn. Sure, sometimes they're a bit squawky and needy, but aren't we all at times? They're a true blessing, everyday. And there's nothing better than watching a sleeping newborn. It seems weird and nonsensical, but watching them sleep is peaceful. But the strange part is that they're so cute when they sleep, that I have to disturb them. Ha!

xoxoxo

Happy Father's Day

I'm not sure I will every be able to express the depths of the sacrifices my father has made for me. My brother and I finally had the opportunity to hear the full story of his escape from communist Romania and we've never been the same since. The man is beyond remarkable. Hearing that story reminds me of what being a father is all about: the love and dedication to your child. Thank you, Dad, for your sacrifice and love for me and our family. You are truly a legend.

Welcoming moment

Mother and son,...meeting for the first time. This was one of my biggest moments in my life. And probably the most meaningful photo I'll ever take. Having your child handed to you for the first time is like nothing else in this world. It surpasses any award or accolade anyone could obtain in life.

Grandfatherly love

I love this image of my father & Nicu. Love is a special thing that is seen and can be harnessed. Love is strong. And love is driven by something beyond our control. Just listen to the silence. Love is there.

A Grandfather's loving touch...

What people have always said about a sleeping baby is true. There's nothing more calming. Maybe it's because they feel safe and therefore they allow their body to relax, knowing they're in safe hands. Loving hands. Hands that will only care for them. I love this image of my father holding Nicu when he was only six or seven days old. Fully at peace with the world. May he always know that kind of peace in his life.

xoxoxo