Think you missed your chance if you didn't get photos done when you brought your newborn home from the hospital? Think again! We may not be able to get those sleepy, curled up poses after the first week or two, but how adorable is 5-month old Mia now that she's discovered she has feet? 👣
Don't miss another opportunity to capture these sweet moments of your baby where he or she is right now - contact me today to book your session!
Tracy Miller is a family & newborn lifestyle photographer serving Pittsburgh & surrounding communities including:
Greensburg, North Huntingdon, Penn Township, Sewickley, Murrysville, and beyond.
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For those of you who don't know, my daughter Carly is an artist. And even though I don't always like to admit it, she gets a lot of her personality traits from me: stubborn and headstrong, sarcastic and sassy. She's creative, but in a dark and moody sort of way. She doesn't like the spotlight and prefers to stay behind the scenes, and does not like to have her picture taken. She acts like she's tough, but deep down she's emotional and sensitive. She hates dresses and the color pink. She loves cats a little too much. Although not a musician, she has a deep connection with music and often uses it to inspire her art.
I asked her to paint something that has a strong personal meaning for me - Three Crooked Hearts.
It took me way too long to figure out what I was meant to do in this life. It was always there, in the back of my mind, but I ignored it for way too long. Carly has found it early, and I hope that she follows her dream and gets to do what she loves for the rest of her life. I can't wait to watch her.
"Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up."
Tracy Miller is a family & newborn lifestyle photographer serving Pittsburgh & surrounding communities including Greensburg, North Huntingdon, Penn Township, and Murrysville.
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I was so excited to be doing Rachel's senior photos because she and her mom had chosen to do them at their home, which is a spectacular location for a session. I knew this because I had done a session there last year for one of their friends who chose it for the same reason.
One of Jayna's senior photos from last year, also shot in Rachel's backyard
I love the contrast between the red of Rachel's shirt and green tones of the plants, while the yellow of the flowers compliments both.
As much as I love color, black & white photos will always be my personal favorite.
A message from mom ❤️
Those eyes! 👀
It was beginning to get dark on Rachel's back porch, but she wanted to include a few shots on the swing so I used a reflector and bounced a speed light to create this look.
The sun was shining in just the right spot, and I'm always happy to include a few shots of boyfriends/girlfriends in my senior sessions when asked. How cute are they?
Thank you Rachel for allowing me to create your senior pictures! Have a fantastic senior year!
Today I made a very unexpected and impulsive decision to visit the Flight 93 Crash Site Memorial in Shanksville. It's taken me 18 years to be able to go there without becoming emotional and having to leave. The last time I tried several years ago, I couldn't get beyond the parking lot. Today I was able to go in - and stay - from behind the safety of my camera.
I sat awhile and observed the other visitors and overheard some of their conversations. Many seemed oblivious to the significance of the site - one man in particular caught my attention as he walked hurriedly past the Wall of Names, engrossed in a conversation about overdue accounts and unpaid invoices (on the Sunday of the 4th of July holiday weekend no less). He never paused or slowed down, never even looked up to acknowledge the 40 names engraved on the wall next to him and what they meant. Nearly everyone who walked the 1/4 mile pathway that leads to the wall stopped to take a photo when they reached it. I was no exception. But most seemed to dismiss it as just another photo op that will end up on Instagram next to a picture of whatever they ate for breakfast that day. One couple smiled happily as they stood in front of the wall after asking a stranger to take just "one quick pic" on their iPhone. Just beyond them, a grandmother took a photo of her teenage grandson giving a double thumbs up for the camera. One more for the scrapbook I guess.
Eighteen years after the tragedy that we swore we would never forget, it seems many of us have indeed forgotten. Most can't see beyond their cell phones to appreciate the sacrifice that was made that day. There were a few exceptions, a few people who stopped for just a moment to write a message of gratitude and condolence to the families, or to read the names on the Wall and acknowledge the courage and strength they showed that day. These few will surely never forget.
Please, if you visit this or any of our national memorials, take a moment to at least read the names of those who sacrificed. The Flight 93 Memorial has an exhibit with pictures of all 40 victims. Take the time to look at them, and think about their lives that were cut short and the families they left behind. Put down your cell phone. Really think about why the memorial is there. It’s designed to mirror the flight path of the plane - look around, think about what that must have been like. The plane was going over 500 miles an hour when it made impact, accelerating as it neared the ground. Can you even imagine what that was like for those on board? It’s not just a tourist attraction. Never forget that.
This is a question that I get asked a lot, so I thought it might be helpful to share some of my tips with all of you here.
1. First and foremost, you want your senior photo session to be as enjoyable and stress-free as possible. Comfort is key! Be sure to choose outfits that aren’t too restricting and that fit properly. If you are uncomfortable during your shoot, it will show in your pictures.
2. Be yourself! Wear something that reflects your individual style and personality. I know this is a special occasion and you might be inclined to buy something extra special to commemorate it, but you don’t want to stray too far from what you would normally wear.
3. Consider the setting - try to choose colors that will complement the background as much as possible. Natural, solid colors generally photograph best, but prints and patterns can work as long they aren’t too bold or “busy”. Avoid pinstripes though because they can cause an undesirable Moire effect.
4. Avoid graphic tees - clothing with slogans or pictures can be distracting. The focus should be on your face, not on who your favorite band is at the moment (you'll thank me for this later).
5. Glasses - if possible, consider popping out the lenses prior to your shoot to avoid unwanted glare.
6. A few things to check before your shoot begins:
Remember, these are only suggestions based on my experience photographing seniors. Ultimately they are your photos, and I want you to love them so the choice is yours! If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to reach out. I will be happy to talk with you and help you decide what's best for you.
The first time I can remember being interested in photography, I was very young, probably around 8 or 9. I vividly remember my parents' Kodak Instamatic camera and being fascinated by the flash cubes. I wasn't allowed to play with it if there was film in it - film cost money and you couldn't waste a shot - but when it was empty I would walk around the house and take photos that never existed. It didn't matter though, there was just something about pressing that shutter.
When I got a little older, I got a camera of my own for Christmas - a Kodak Slimline - and it was quite the upgrade. This one even had a built in flash! I remember taking it with me on a family vacation to Niagara Falls that summer because I recall using tree branches to frame my subject, a tip I had read in the owner's manual that came with my camera. If I can ever find that photo, it's definitely getting framed and hung on my wall because even though I didn't realize it at the time, it was very significant. It was one of the first photos I took with purpose.
When I got a little older I got an Ansel Adams calendar as a gift. It had a different landscape photo for each month, and I thought it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. That's when I fell in love with black & white photography and I am still obsessed with it to this day. As I got older my interest grew, and I even took a few classes as a teenager. People told me I had an eye for photography. But growing up in a blue collar household, I was encouraged to pursue something more "practical". I graduated high school, got an office job, met my husband and raised a family. I always worked part-time to help out with finances, but I never had a career. I sold my 35mm Minolta Maxxum camera that he'd bought me when we were dating. It was hard for me to part with, even though I hadn't used it in years. But we needed the money, I don't remember what for. Probably diapers.
Fast forward a lifetime or two: the kids grew up. I changed jobs a few times. And though I was grateful to have a job, I just could not imagine staying where I was for the next phase of my life. I wanted to find something I actually enjoyed doing, but what? How could I possibly start something new at my age? I didn't want to trade one unfulfilling job for another, and I was too dependent on the extra income to just quit. Then a friend who'd gone through something similar convinced me to take a leap of faith, because ultimately being happy is far more important than having more material things in my life. I quit my job and tried going back to school, but my heart just wasn't in it. I felt a bit lost. My kids didn't need me as much anymore and now I had no job and no clue what to do with the rest of my life.
Then one day during a trip to my parents' cabin in the mountains, my sister suggested that I borrow her fancy new DSLR and go for a drive. At first I was reluctant, I hadn't picked up a real camera in many years. Cameras had gone digital and I had no clue how to use it. But I was bored and it was a beautiful morning, so I went on a drive, alone. I saw some beautiful rock formations along the river just down the road, so I pulled over and took out my sister's camera. I barely knew how to turn it on and I could only use Auto mode, and suddenly I felt like an 8 year old girl again. I didn't know what I was doing, but I was fascinated. There was just something about pressing that shutter. I started to look around for things to photograph, and I came across some tiny rock sculptures that someone had made and left behind for others to enjoy. One particular sculpture was in the shape of a rectangle with a hole in the middle, and another smaller sculpture was just behind it, If I got down to ground level, I could make a picture of the smaller sculpture framed by the larger one. I made that photo with purpose, just like I had a lifetime ago in Niagara Falls.
I went home and ordered a DSLR the very next week. And the rest, as they say, is history.