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Baby Portrait: Charlotte Is One!

Megan and Brad just hap­pened to stum­ble into our lives a lit­tle over a year ago when Megan was still car­ry­ing Char­lotte in her beau­ti­ful round belly. Thank­fully, I don’t believe in “just hap­pened” because I believe there is a divine pur­pose for all things and this fam­ily has been a delight to our lives. They have become not only great friends, but they’ve given us the free­dom to truly grow in our craft. We have been doc­u­ment­ing the first year of Charlotte’s life. We pho­tographed her at 3 months, 6 months, 9 months and now 12 months. And it was while brain­storm­ing with Megan that I real­ized, I don’t just want our pho­tog­ra­phy busi­ness to be about pretty pic­tures. Don’t get me wrong, we want our pic­tures to be gor­geous and be dis­played as art in our client’s homes, but what we are really in the busi­ness of is story telling. Vitaliy’s pas­sion and strengths are telling sto­ries through pic­tures and my pas­sion and strengths are telling sto­ries through words. I’ve thought about it before, but it was while talk­ing things over with Megan for this shoot that it came to fruition for me. This is what Prokopets Stu­dio is all about.

We could have just done a typ­i­cal ses­sion for Charlotte’s 12 month por­traits, but we wanted some­thing more. That’s what story telling is all about! Adding props to your pic­tures is the eas­i­est way to bet­ter tell your story. Megan wanted a more vin­tage feel for this ses­sion. If you knew my love for all things old, you would eas­ily have known how thrilled I was to hear this. I knew from my own nieces’ and nephew’s birth­days that it’s a big tra­di­tion on the 1st birth­day to put a small cake in front of the baby and let them go at it. We decided to go with that idea in order to accen­tu­ate the fact that she was turn­ing 1 year old. How­ever, Megan topped it all with the most adorable cup­cake that went per­fect with the sur­round­ings. We had to have a spot for her to eat and that’s when we came up with the idea for the antique high chair. We did some ask­ing around and Megan was offered the high chair of a friend which has been in the fam­ily since their 82 year old grandpa was a baby. Amazing!

There is more to the story, but you’ll have to check back tomor­row. For now, please just enjoy.

I’ve gotta send a shout out to John Meyer for send­ing us the details for this great loca­tion. Thanks John!

The light and the loca­tion were just spec­tac­u­lar! We could have shot here all day.

I’m pretty sure that Char­lotte has mommy’s big smile. You can’t look at her smile and not smile yourself.

She has so many more teeth at 12 months than at 9 months. And she loves show­ing them off.

Megan and Brad, we just love you too. Thank you so much for giv­ing us the oppor­tu­nity to take a peek into your life with our camera.

I totally get you, Char­lotte. I know these are the same facial expres­sions I have when Vitaliy puts a cup­cake in front of my face.

I’m just so in love with this image. There’s just some­thing so sweet and inno­cent about it.

The joy of parenthood.

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Fan the Flame

Once upon a time, there lived a ruggedly hand­some Ukrain­ian boy named Vitaliy. At the very pubes­cent age of 17 years, he said good­bye to mommy and daddy and hopped on the next flight to the Land of the Free. While attend­ing school and cor­rect­ing his thick East­ern Euro­pean accent, he spent the major­ity of his time study­ing Amer­i­can cul­ture. His first room­mate was a South­ern boy from Alabama who didn’t exactly help him with per­fect­ing his pro­nun­ci­a­tion skills. He then was immersed deeper into the cul­ture by par­tak­ing in large amounts of Kim­chi with the local Korean res­i­dents. If you were to quiz him on any his­tory of Rock N’ Roll, you would leave con­vinced the boy grew up in Amer­ica. He had thick side burns, a coarse uni­brow, and a laugh that was uniquely his own. Just when he thought that he had con­quered the typ­i­cal life of an Amer­i­can, he crossed paths with a high-spirited blondy from the Mid-West.

She blew into his path the way a tor­nado rips across the plains of Kansas. He hadn’t expected it for a moment. She had on sweat­pants, her hair pulled back in a pony­tail, a slight hint of makeup on her face, and of all things, she had braces. The girl had braces in col­lege. But there was a spark. Her pas­sion for life ignited an area of Vitaliy’s heart that had been put on a shelf and was likely col­lect­ing dust at this point. He was a senior, dis­ap­pointed with life, and ready to move on with­out a clue where that meant. And along came the fan that would ignite his flame.

The two quickly fell in love and soon enough became hus­band and wife. They quickly found that their pas­sions for pho­tog­ra­phy and peo­ple were the per­fect com­bi­na­tion to embark on the jour­ney of build­ing their very own pho­tog­ra­phy busi­ness. How­ever, they soon real­ized that they wanted their busi­ness to be about some­thing much more than just pretty pic­tures. They wanted to tell sto­ries, real people’s sto­ries. You see, the lit­tle love story I shared above is only a glimpse into the real story of Vitaliy and the Mid-West Blondy, whose name is Can­dace. Their story runs much deeper then uni­brows and braces or the clash of cul­tures. Their story is filled with tragedy, pain, redemp­tion and joy. They have a dream today. They have a dream to not only share their own sto­ries through words and pic­tures, but they want to share your story through words and pic­tures. They have a firm belief that each one of us has a story worth telling. A story that will not only change your life by shar­ing it, but it will change the life of oth­ers by hear­ing it.

If you have a pas­sion for pho­tog­ra­phy, for peo­ple, for sto­ry­telling, for life, then come join us in our jour­ney. We can’t take this jour­ney with­out you. A story is only a story if there is some­one out their to hear it. Be the fan that keeps our flame going and burn­ing brighter and brighter as the years go on.

Click here to join the jour­ney!

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My Valentine’s Surprise

It was a typ­i­cal early morn­ing call with my dad. He always likes to ring me early in the morn­ing on his way to work and catch me up on things in the far and dis­tant land of St. Louis, MO. I have really been miss­ing home these last few weeks so I’ve been cher­ish­ing his calls more than usual. As our con­ver­sa­tion was com­ing to a close, he said to me very non­cha­lantly, “Did you get my Valentine’s Day card?” That woke me up imme­di­ately and I answered almost shyly and in dis­be­lief, “You sent me a Valentine’s Day card, Dad?” I wasn’t in dis­be­lief because he’s not the type of dad to do that, but because I’m always wait­ing for the day when I’ve been away from home long enough that peo­ple just for­get these kinds of things. As any daugh­ter would be, I was thrilled to hear the news. He nor­mally gets me those song cards that play a nice lit­tle catchy tune when you open them so I was assured that’s what he sent along this time. And when I asked him, he sim­ply replied, “No, this one is straight from my heart.”

A few days later as I opened up the card and began to read, my emo­tions began to stir and I con­tin­ued read­ing in a shiny blur of tears. This is how it read.

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Do you know how thank­ful I feel to be a part of your life, or how my heart fills with love when I think of that lit­tle girl I used to hold on my lap or tuck into bed with a kiss?

Do you know how lucky I feel to have shared in the joys and the adven­tures of watch­ing you become the per­son you are today?

Do you know how proud I am to have you as my daughter?

You’re the woman I truly admire, a friend I love to spend time with, and the daugh­ter I love so much. Happy Valentine’s Day.

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Inside were two rose petals and his own words, “I had just hung up the phone with you when all these thoughts came and then I found this card. Unbe­liev­able. Love ya, Dad.”

I needed to hear these words from him. He’ll never under­stand what this card means to me. And because I never want to for­get, I’m writ­ing it hear in this online jour­nal. I will one day get to look back over all of the mem­o­ries we’ve doc­u­mented on our blog and this is one I want to always remem­ber. I love you so much, Dad.

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This is my dad, always want­ing to show us a good time. Yes, that’s me in midair.

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Here’s the lit­tle girl he was talk­ing about. And…my big bro!

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Vintage Bliss

Let’s talk a lit­tle bit about favorite things. I’ve got a few. Well, let me keep it real. I’ve got a long list that ranges any­where from hot fudge sun­daes to warm comfy socks in the win­ter. And if I com­bine those two along with a favorite movie, then I’ve got a new favorite idea for an evening.

Today, how­ever, I’d like to share about cre­ative clients. Cre­ative clients are one of my favorite things. I love when a client wants to take their pic­tures to the next level, to add things that will bet­ter tell their story. The more cre­ative and focused your ses­sion is the more unique and authen­tic it will be. It does take time and some extra effort to be a cre­ative client. But oh, does it pay off! If you allow us, we love to go all out for our clients.

This client chose two things to tell their story. It hardly took that much effort, but it com­pletely trans­formed the ses­sion. Come back to see what a lit­tle extra plan­ning can do for your pictures.

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