Jess LeClair Photography Blog

So here is another in the very long list of why I love what I do: Kids + Music + a chance to dance and be silly = So Much Fun. I got to photograph a Music Together class in Belfast taught by the lovely and talented Laura Donnelly. She is one of those people you just want to know and be around even when she is not singing and dancing. For once, I never had to even think about how to get these kids to smile - they were having so much fun, they couldn’t STOP smiling! Photographing events like this can barely be called work for me. It was hard not to join in and sing along!

This was a hard week to pick from! I liked each photo for different reasons. But finally, my sentimental side won out and I chose Day 58, February 27th:

This is Morgan! I’ve mentioned his mom Laura before on this site. I couldn’t be happier for her and Shane (his dad!) and his big brother Jackson and big sister Abby (two of my favorite people and photographic subjects). He is a mere 6 days old in this photo and destined to be the star of many many more. He’d been sleeping all day when I got there and only opened his eyes for the few photos I managed to get in! As with his siblings, I’m sure his early memories of me are just going to be big flashes of light.

I’ve mentioned before how much I love this job, but I’ll say it again. I LOVE THIS JOB. I get to watch life unfold around me and help keep the record of it. How cool is that?

As always, you can see more of my photos from this and every other week over at my flickr site.

A client came to me recently with this photo of herself as a baby. Isn’t she adorable?

She was so distraught because it was the not only the only copy she had of this image, it was the only one she had of herself as a baby AT ALL! And there was a huge scratch in it! She told me that years before (20 or so), she’d asked another photography studio if they could do anything to fix it. They told her no, it was impossible. Well, its not impossible any more! Now there is Photoshop!!

No more scratch! No more strange coloring and flaking off surface. With something like this where you can see the surface of the photo flaking away, it is especially important to have your image preserved as soon as possible. Now, instead of trying to see the baby through all the marks, all you see is the adorable baby!

I met Alahna when I was living in Ireland in 1999 and attending the Burren College of Art for a semester. Amazingly enough, she was also from Maine and struggling with so many of the same issues I was. We bonded very quickly.

I photographed her a lot while we were in Ireland. She is infinitely photograph-able and put up with me quite well.

I mean really, how could you not like this woman? Besides her kindness and HUGE heart, she is just, like, totally adorable!

Though this picture is kinda crappy (taken with a disposable camera in low light - yikes!) it is a great reminder of all the fun we had (and all the Guinness we drank).

One of my favorite photos of myself in Ireland is this one that Alahna took of me:

It really has nothing to do with the photo itself and everything to do with the story behind it. We were at the Cliffs of Moher (for probably the 3rd or 4th time) and Alahna noticed this little display that was playing Irish music. And she said, “Oh! Music! Stand in front of it and I’ll take your picture.”

Um, you want to take a picture of me with the music?

Hence the look on my face.

Our friendship survived the long voyage back across the pond and has strengthened so much in the intervening years. We both finished college and struggled with what to do next in our lives.

And then this guy happened.

And then this happened (as these things tend to).

She is five months pregnant in this picture. I took this at her baby shower in August of 2006.

At the time, she and Tom (the guy) were (and sadly still are) living in Colorado. So when she was home in Maine on a summer visit, her parents took the opportunity to throw her a big ol’ party. It was amazing and sweet to see the huge outpouring of love for her and this new life growing inside of her. The party was held in the gym of the elementary school where her mother works and where Alahna attended once upon a time. I stole her away from the party for a few precious minutes to take some photos.

Much to my dismay, these are the only pictures I was able to take of her during her pregnancy. The next time I saw her was almost a year later and by then the baby was very much on the outside.

Armando Mael, AKA Manny, is almost 8 months old in these pictures. Hes got such a great expression on his face here. Like he is not quite sure what the thing strapped to my face is or why its pointed in his direction.

Alahna can make him laugh SO HARD. There are very few things better than baby giggles and his are some of the best.

Alahna and Tom were both very excited I caught this face on film. Evidently he makes it all the time, but this is the first time they’d gotten him to do it for a camera. Holy Strange Face, Batman!

I love how concerned he looks in this picture.

Alahna’s sister is also named Jessica, so I will be his Auntie Jess while she gets to be his Aunt Jessie. Terribly confusing, I know, but what else are we to do? He has to call me something! Hopefully they’ll all move back to Maine in another year or so when Alahna is finished with her advanced schooling. And then I’ll have this little guy and his momma to photograph to my hearts content! Just as with Laura and her family, it is so much fun to have a whole new generation of friends to play with. I love my work!

This is my friend Laura. I have known Laura since we were both 4 years old (yeah, that’s me asleep on her shoulder). For those keeping count, that is 25 years. This picture was taken in 1983, on the way back home from a trip to the Boston Children’s Museum (my family was living in Massachusetts at the time). It was a long ride, we’d had a fun day, and I was pooped. Seriously, how many five year olds do you know who would put up with letting someone sleep on them AT ALL let alone in a bumpy car? That is life long friend material right there.

Our families lived in the same neighborhood and we all became great friends. We used to take ski vacations together. On this one, in 1985, Laura gave me the chicken pox. It took me a long time to forgive that one.

My family moved away from Massachusetts in 1986. But Laura and I stayed in touch. This photo was taken in 1989 in a subway stop in Washington DC (we were showing off? maybe? who knows…). Laura’s mom and her future step-dad invited me a long with them on a business trip to DC. It was the first time I’d ever flown in a plane. And even though it had been a few years since we’d seen each other, we fell right back into step, as the best and easiest of friends do. As we grew, our trips to visit grew less and less frequent, but we always sort of knew where the other was and what they were up to.

In 2000, Laura married a wonderful man named Shane. And in 2001, they had a baby. A boy. Jackson.

This photo was taken in 2003, the very day I met Jackson for the first time. It’s such an amazing thing, meeting the next generation. Indescribable, really. It was also around this time they decided it was time to move to Maine (finally!). I was so thrilled to have my oldest friend back within a reasonable driving distance!

Less than a year later, their daughter, Abby, was born. And now I have TWO amazing new friends.

I get to play with them and watch them grow.

And see them change and blossom. Its hard to put into words how deeply cool I find all of this.

To get to photograph them and know them and know that I’ll be part of the things they remember from being little.

Such a gift.

This is just one of the many reasons I love what I do. I get to record life and watch it unfold all around me. I get to document some of the most important times in peoples lives. It is an honor and a privilege and just so much freaking fun. Especially when you get to do it for people you love.

To see more photos of Jackson and Abby, check out my flickr site. There are two sets, taken a year apart. Its amazing how much can change in just one little year. You can tell that in the second set, they are much more used to me and my camera. They had a very hard time staying serious and following any sort of directions from me. They just wanted to play! Not that I minded - on the contrary, I love just following them to see where they lead. Such imaginations on these two, I swear.

So thank you Laura, for continuing to be one of my dearest friends. In another 25 years, I’ll be photographing the kid’s weddings, telling stories of Abby screaming “TICKLE ME!” and Captain Jackson of Playground Rocket Ship Alpha, and posting photos of us with gray hair and relieved looks on our faces.