I am excited for the near future! /  by Jessica Peterson

I invested in the All-You-Can-Jet-Pass from JetBlue. Basically I can fly unlimitedly to anywhere that JetBlue flys from Sep 8 to Oct 8. I am pretty excited about this. I will be posting about my adventures on here if you want to join me!


I can't bring the dog with me so if anyone wants to dog-sit for the next month let me know! It will be great practice for those of you who are thinking about getting a dog.

Birch House Org. /  by Jessica Peterson

Photo for Birch House by Amy Jo Nelson

 I have recently met have met three amazing/beautiful people/photographers who have started a non-profit photography org called Birch House.  Check it out for inspiration and insight on photography and life.  Also, they did a little thing about my photos in it.  


Click and enjoy!



Underwater Bride and groom! /  by Jessica Peterson





Reminding me of The Little Mermaid









This Shane Wolf and Ashley Corlett, soon to be Mr and Mrs Wolf!
Thank you you two for being great and risking your lives to make cool photos.

The Lovely Rachel Clark is awesome hair doer and style maker for the shoot you can see rachel's blog be pressing HERE.
I am excited, Rachel and I are coming up with fantastic shoots together, with our elements combined...

Thank you to Jim Cannon for introducing us to this amazing pool, it couldn't have been more perfect!


Here is the lovely Rachel, not only does she make hair magical, she is part mermaid...



Blowing bubbles underwater... who would have thought.
I like the mushroom cloud of bubbles on the right.


Stream of consciousness /  by Jessica Peterson

Stream of consciousness

 

My 10 grade English class with Ms Rock was one of me most fond memories of High School (sad, maybe), I think it was her passion that grabbed me and sucked me into writing and down my tiny words.  In this class we had a project to write down a stream of consciousness though into a lined notebooks every single day.  We were to write everything that was ready to spill from our brains and souls, everything and nothing at the same time.  I loved this; I think it was the first time in history I opted hanging out with my friends to do my homework.  I remember writing fluff until real things began to come and at times it helped me get through some of the ugliness of that time in my life.  I was just thinking about how wonderful it was to write and just write, free of censorship, free of the consequences from the errors that would be made grammatically or logically.  I wish life could be more like that.

I just need to do it now.  Why on here? I don’t know.   Because I want to. 

Today I fell in love, maybe not but I just wanted to say that because it felt exciting to say, well, maybe I did fall in love in a sense.  I went to church and felt a warmth I can only get when I choose to feel it, wonderful.  I chose.  At home we laughed, I was with mom and Nat for a while, we spoke of openly, loudly and honestly, I was happy.  Claire came to pick me up, I was a grown up being picked up from my childhood home.  We went to her family’s b-day dinner, I love going to her families home, it is how childhood homes should feel like, full of noise, full of bickering, shoes on the floor, games and books laying open or half played on tables, dinners cooking in the kitchen, a mother preparing, questions being asked and sarcastic answers followed with the truthful answers.  It’s comfortable.   Her 7-year-old sister adores me and wants to be sitting next to me always, I am flattered.  We drive to the airport for no reason, we waited to pick up someone who wont arrive until tomorrow, silly Claire, wrong day, wasted gas but I am okay because we talked of secrets that wont last long.  I tell stories sometimes, most times they go nowhere.  I mentioned last night when Max nudged me awake a 4am, excited to show me what he had found, it was dark and all I see is a giant, dinosaur sized magpie bird in his mouth, I jump awake screaming the worst swear of them all ordering him to go outside, he thinks this is exciting and starts to jump around, I scream even louder at him, I don’t want feathers and guts to spill and soil the carpet, I run to the door and open it, point out doors and tell Max to go, we have a stand off, me still in a panic.  I am refusing to turn the lights on, I don’t want to see the mangled bird in his mouth, I finally do and only half look at dog and bird and I see a dog and stuffed animal armadillo that was missing its innards and feet.  Silly dog, silly me. He got into a storage box and found the animal my sister in law gave ne from her hometown in Mexico.  I panic when I am awaken in the night, my imagination jumps to the most illogical things, how could max have found a giant bird in the house at 4 am, how could there be ghosts, how could my ‘dead’ arm become severed from my body while sleeping, all things I was once convinced of.  Dearest me.  Long story, no real resolution, again.  Stories, lacking. I keep wanting to write, “Remember when”…. But nothing follows, whom am I addressing anyway.  You? Tra, remember when we made forts from every cushion, blanket and pillow in the house, it would be there for days until someone complained about the missing couch cushions, we were amazing.

 

Remember when people read novels and books in their spare time?

Now we read bleeding novels still warm from bloggers hands. 

Remember when you would call me and maybe I would know about it if I was in the one place a phone could find me, good thing I was only a kid when those days existed.

Max is running in place, both of his paws are on the floor and his run is in sync with Sufjan Stevens.  Beautiful. 

Should I wake him? Maybe he is running to something great, I wont. I did.

  

Loft /  by Jessica Peterson


These are from another day of shooting with Andersen Studio from the music video for Location Location.





The owner of the loft was a little bit OCD when it came to organization  as you can see from the images about.



Feet, I like Feet.





Ghosty Foot



/  by Jessica Peterson



Another great sight I have stumbled upon that makes me sincerely wonder why some people do art/photo/design.  What is the point if you can't dive into your imagination and come up with something beautiful on your own?  I understand getting inspired by others but its strange that some people plainly take from others...  check it.  This blog outs the silly people to copy to closely and get caught.  


PS

I also want to add that I believe it is important/crucial to be looking at, being inspired by and learning from others.  There is a world of a difference between being inspired by others work then to steal design verbatim.

I am sorry if this has offended anyone with my opinion on this subject, that was not my intention. 

Things That mean Things /  by Jessica Peterson


The other day I called around to all my friends asking if they had seen my bean shaped 1940's Tiffany necklace laying around there apartments.  At the time I thought I had lost one of my favorite necklaces and I was aching from sadness.  I don't mean to sound like I am materialistic and need things to make me feel complete but I am sentimental to a fault, Trav gave me the necklace a few years back for Christmas and I have been in love with it since.
This little experience led me to want to document some of the things that hold little bits of history I wouldn't want to lose if these objects were lost. 

My Grandmothers ring that my Grandfather had given her, I believe it is a smokey topaz?

My favorite ring, Tra found at a vintage store and gave to me knowing I would love, love, love it

My Grandma Peterson earrings which I have adopted to be my favorite earrings

The necklace I thought I lost but found it intertwined with another necklace

The bracelet my dad came home from the hospital wearing after he was born

Fabric Petals from a quilt my Grandmother made

Grandfathers pocket watch



The Bible my Grandfather used while serving a LDS mission 1920's


His handwriting 



Pictures /  by Jessica Peterson

I know these photos are a little bit confusing.
I photographed with Andersen Studios yesterday, they are shooting a music video for a SLC band, hence the dog, the bum (which is Isaac dressed like a bum), the bizarro bike and Eddie dressed like he is too cool for school. 

It was a blast and I really enjoyed the confusion on the surrounding publics faces. 




The Bike





The crew




The dog gets dirty

The Bum







Bums Like Pizza

Ok
I am not really in a wheelchair, Mark uses the wheelchair as a dolly for shooting footage and I decided to use it as my chair/transportation device for the evening.  I got lazy so Isaac ended up pushing me around.  We got some looks.   



Monday! /  by Jessica Peterson


Thanks for everyone who emailed me about the Photo Special.  All the spots are filled but feel free to contact me if you would like to do a photo shoot regardless.  

Thanks everyone!


100 dollars for 100 memories... Sound like a deal? /  by Jessica Peterson




I decided to start randomly posting photo deals on my blog.  This will be the first of many.

So, be one of the first 10 people to email me and be one of the 10 people to get this awesome deal.


I will be doing 10 photo shoots for $100.00.  

 This will include:
 A one hour photo shoot with me
 A disk of the images color worked to perfection
 1   8 x 10 print 
 4  4x6  prints

* for more than a 15 mile commute there will be a charge (from Provo/orem Ut area... sorry)

The photo shoot can be used for:

A baby
Your kids
An Engagement
A gift for someone else
Of your mom
Of your dog
Of you 

Whatever your heart doth desire!  

So email me and Jessandmax@gmail.com and if you are one of the first 10 to email me I will contact you to set up a time and place.

Thanks!

Jessica
jessandmax@gmail.com

Wishing... /  by Jessica Peterson


I keep finding myself wishing for things.

such as...

I wish max would stop chewing on things and would act like a grown up
I wish I never needed sleep
I wish plane tickets were as cheap as bus fares 
I wish donuts had the same calorie count and carrots ( i would eat donuts all day)
I wish I could buy a house with an orange fridge and a yard with a purple garden
I wish there was a beach outside my back door
I wish I had the 5d mark II camera 
I wish Jimmy, Oliver and Abby were closer
I wish it wasn't so hot outside

and on and on....