Favorite Sessions

My favorite sessions show love, personality, relationships, life.  My favorite subjects are the ones who can look in my camera and declare “Here I am, for better or for worse.”  I love photographing a child’s tantrum as much as I love a good snuggle.  I love the unexpected moments, the accidental photograph.  I love to photograph a goofy grin, a shared laugh.  I want to photograph a session that inspires memories, that takes you back to a specific moment in time.  I love my job, and I’m honored to put my clients in front of my lens.

About Pikku Arkki Valokuvaus

Pikku Arkki Valokuvaus ultimately documents the love affair between my children and me.

Pikku Arkki Valokuvaus means Little Ark Photography in English.  Its original title is Finnish.  Finnish is the language spoken in Finland.  And Finland, in case you didn’t know (you wouldn’t be the first) is the country sandwiched between Sweden and Russia.  It’s a beautiful, clean, safe, socialist wonderland that has been home to me – an Arizona native- for the past 10 (TEN!!!) years.

Like many photographers, I was originally inspired by my children. When my first son was born, I didn’t want to miss a thing. Now three kids and three cameras later, I still can’t get enough of them. Practicing on them has taught me how to think on my feet, how to aim and fire with speed and accuracy, so I never miss a moment of YOUR session.

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STARTMay 2014
  • Busy… Kind of…

    So, you know how sometimes you're so NOT busy that the though of doing ANYTHING seems overwhelming?  You just sit in a puddle of despair, dying of boredom, unable to move, unable to imagine moving? No?  That doesn't happen to you?  You're so overwhelmed with things to do you can't think straight?  You're lucky if you get 3 hours of sleep a night?  You're so frantic between work, kids, school, church, meal planning that you're afraid you might actually lose your mind? Well.  Sorry, guys.  At this point, I can't relate.
  • Adelaide the Able

    I've always said that putting my kids in daycare is like the Great Leap Forward.  It's insane.  I put them in there, babes among wolves, and they emerge 7 hours later a fully capable human being. Ade has been no exception. She started daycare in early August.  2 days on her own and the kid was feeding herself with a spoon, insisting on wearing a bib (she had refused a bib ever since we snagged her hair in the clasp), and drinking by herself out of a real cup. We had a hiccup for about a week when she'd scream when we, but now she's a champ. She finds her friends, pokes them in the belly as a greeting, and she's good. She's on the daycare schedule, which means she now naps at 11:30.  And that's rough for days she doesn't have daycare.  It kind of throws everything off.  But okay, we just need to readjust.

    IMG_5221 copyPs.  This is Adelaide eating an entire peanut butter sandwich by herself.  She ate her half then snagged her brother's half.  Hey, dude.  You snooze you lose.  

    So, now I'm just at home, kids in daycare, my phone always by my side, waiting for a substitute teaching job to come through.  I feel like a teenage girl waiting for a boy to call me.  Except the boy in question is the principal, telling me I have work!  Fingers crossed September will be the season of virus and bacteria, clearing the way for my triumphant return to employment!  And fingers double crossed that the infection and bacteria will leave me alone!

  • Esikoulu

    So, today was Benjy's first day of kindergarten.  Or, as we call it here in Finland esikoulu.  Or eskari. We have been waiting for this day FOR MONTHS.  By "we" I mean Benjy.  But I encouraged it.  "You'll have to wait until eskari to have your new two-piece spring suit."  (Something no parent in Arizona has EVER said EVER EVER.)  "You have to wait until eskari for your new shoes!"  "When you're in eskari, you can ride  your bike to school!" (Supervised by me, of course.) Not that he really needed encouragement.  He's been so excited.  SO EXCITED. Part of me gets it.  He's a big boy now, going to schools like big boys do, and what do kids want to be when they grow up?  BIG! But the other part of me shakes my head in confusion, asking, "But what has changed?"  He's at the same place as his daycare.  In the same classroom, with one of the same teachers, and the same friends in the class.  And remember, they don't learn to read or do math in eskari- that's all saved for first grade.  They spend a ton of time playing, lots of time outside, they go on field trips- you know, the same stuff they've been doing in daycare.  But now he's doing it in ESKARI.  So, it's different...? Anyway. I'm thrilled with his teachers, his classroom, and the idea that my kid gets to be a kid and just PLAY for another year of his childhood. And also thrilled that he's thrilled.  And thrilled that he's growing up.  And thrilled that he's growing up in the boy that he's growing up into. And also sad. Because he's growing up.  And leaving me.  And moving across the world with his rock band and he has forgotten to call me for three straight months and he's not even going to be home for Christmas and I weep bitterly into my empty stocking. But I'm mostly thrilled. See?  No tears.

    IMG_4290 copyAnd so he rode to eskari today on his bike with his new shoes (it's still, thankfully, mush too warm for a spring suit).  And I trailed behind him, thinking This is how I will always see him.  This little boy with this little bike, always a few meters ahead.

    But I didn't have long to contemplate, because I was in a hurry!  We were late!

    Yup, 15 minutes late to his first day of kindergarten.  Which turned out NOT to be his first day, because eskari starts TOMORROW.  This is pretty indicative of how I expect to spend the next 19 years of his schooling.

    The end.

  • Epiphany

    Recently, I've had an Epiphany.  In fact, I think my epiphany was reached the day I posted one of my last posts.  The one about running free through Helsinki, free to read, swim, and waste time at will, unencumbered by children for a whole day. My epiphany was this:  I actually prefer to be with my children.
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Helsinki, Finland
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