Lia's Bat Mitzvah....Girls Just Want to Have Fun!!
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Jewish Ritual in the Time of Corona: Pandemic Bar and Bat Mitzvahs
/As we approach this weekend’s one year anniversary of the Pandemic Shutdown, I am reflecting on the year we’ve been through and the ways in which as a photographer, it’s been a difficult but sacred journey of finding new ways to honor - through photographs - a ritual that connects children on the cusp of adolescence with their ancestors and with a Jewish community bigger than them. I love, love, love photographing Bar and Bat mitzvahs. They are a blast because they are beautiful, joyful celebrations of kids, Jewish tradition, love, connection and fun. From the serious pictures on the bimah, with the Torah they have spent a year learning to read and to wrestle with, to playful family photographs, to the crazy, wild fun parties, the images that are produced tell a story of who they are, and can be like a loving embrace to a child entering turbulent middle school years - showing them that they are loved by family and friends and by a community that has their back. And with the pandemic, came a whole new set of challenges, disappointments, and new options - outdoor services, Zoom ceremonies, car parades, food trucks and small backyard gatherings. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me start at the beginning.
On March 12th, 2020, I clearly remember the barrage of texts and then a long phone call with Lisa Baitch, a distraught, tearful mom, as she tried to decide whether to hold her March 14th B’nai Mitzvah for her twins two days later. The confusion and fear and non-refundable deposits swirled in her head, and she decided to go through with it, safety precautions in place. A day later, the entire country shut down. We’re coming up on the anniversary of that event, and the vaccine rollout helps us see the light at the end of the tunnel. There isn’t, though, any certainty what the coming year will look like in terms of celebrations and gatherings, and I think a lot about what one Bar Mitzvah mom, Cindy Kaplan, said to me after her son’s radically altered Bar Mitzvah: The pandemic allowed the focus to be her son’s learning, and that they were able to “create a service and celebration that fit him rather than fitting him into the box of the community’s expectations of what a Bar Mitzvah is supposed to look like.”
During this year, I had the pleasure of witnessing many such events, modified to fit the times and be true to the spirit and needs of their child. I felt so alive making images, because everything was fresh and new (and personally was grateful to be in a sanctuary for a service, since my own synagogue has still not reopened for in-person services). My hope was to give back beautiful, storytelling images for each family to enjoy for a lifetime. Masked family photos on the bimah, socially distanced group photos at small outdoor lunches, sanctuaries that resembled sound studios with elaborate zoom set ups all scream of this unique time in our history, a year like none other, and will all be part of the unique story that kids becoming Bar and Bat Mitzvahs will tell to their kids and grandkids who will look at the bar/bat mitzvah albums and ask questions.
First, a glimpse from three 2020 pre-pandemic mitzvahs, including the one on March 14, right on the cusp of the world shutting down. During the pandemic, 18 families held services and way smaller parties than initially planned. Others cancelled altogether and many changed dates, and changed them again. Some held services on the scheduled date but moved the party to 2021. I hold happy memories of each and every bar and bat mitzvah, every one so different from the next. As I look back on a challenging year+, I wanted to offer a collage of images to celebrate how each family marked this important ritual during a pandemic, crossing the bridge of disappointment to something unique, personal and beautiful.
Remember when ALL bar and bat mitzvahs looked like this?
In early June, plans for a large Bat Mitzvah service and party for Jordan (below) at the Inn at Boltwood were scrapped, replaced by a zoom Bat Mitzvah service in the backyard. In attendance were 4 members of the immediate family, service leader Alison Morse, zoom maestro Brian Bender and myself.
After the initial disappointment, her parents reconsidered the whole standard party concept, and came up with what I consider to be one of the most unique decisions I’ve ever heard regarding Bat Mitzvah celebrations during Covid. Large parties come with large price stickers, and with another daughter having a Bat Mitzvah two years after Jordan, they crunched some numbers and decided that instead of spending on two parties, they could use their resources and get an in-ground pool in their backyard that the family and their friends would enjoy forever, not just for two nights! Jordan will have a pool party in 2021, a year after her Bat Mitzvah, and her sister will also have a pool party when it’s her time to celebrate becoming a Bat Mitzvah.
A week later, in Belmont MA, Dora’s Bat Mitzvah was dramatically altered. Until the last minute it was unclear if a service would even be allowed, and when it was decided that yes, it could happen, only the immediate family was allowed into the sanctuary. I had to do family photos outside, as I was not permitted in. In addition to family photos, her Hebrew School class showed up just as she was entering the sanctuary and celebrated her from a distance. Extended family watched from Dora’s house, and young cousins decorated the street for her arrival home, where they enjoyed lunch together.
For Madeline S, there were so many changes. Most dramatic was her Bat Mitzvah was supposed to happen in Israel in October followed by a big party at the Delamar when she returned. When all travel was shut down, and when fears of a Fall spike in the Covid virus raised great concerns, Madeline’s mother moved the date to August for the service, followed by an elegant lunch outdoor at the Delamar with family friends and a handful of Madeline’s friends. The day was beautiful, the setting gorgeous, the food and cake exquisite, and Madeline and her camp friends danced in the large open field and had a great time.
Madeline’s was not the only family to pivot from a large Fall gathering to a more intimate late summer one. In Boston, Cindy Kaplan went from planning a 275 person service and party at a downtown hotel for November, to a tented Bar Mitzvah for 25 in her backyard for her youngest child Micah. When she couldn’t get a deposit refund from the d.j., she used the money to bring in a giant 70 inch tv screen on which the rabbi could zoom in and be larger than life, and distant family members could read their parts and very much be part of the celebration.
Cindy says it all when she says that the restrictions of Covid have let families shift from ‘community expectations of what a bar mitzvah is supposed to look like’ to something more authentic to their child, and meaningful to their family. It was a perfect blend of intimacy and technology, and as the evening was coming to an end, Micah said “Wait, don’t I get lifted up in the air?” Someone found a hora tune on their iPhone, and up he went, followed by his mother and father!
Zachary, scheduled for a Fall Bar Mitzvah, moved his service up to August 22nd, to avoid the fear of a Fall surge, and to make it special they had a two-hour baseball party on the field of the Yard Goats with all of his baseball teammates and friends. A slideshow of his life ran on the large Jumbotron! Even when a light rain fell, Zachary and his friends had a blast!
In Longmeadow, MA, Schneur had his Bar Mitzvah while away at summer camp, but on August 30th, he celebrated with a car parade outside of his school Lubavitcher Yeshiva Academy, and with a family photo session. While waiting with Schneur and his father for the rest of their family, I was doing formal pictures when the dad asked if he could put his son on his shoulders. I couldn’t believe it. It was such a wonderful, spontaneous moment!
When Jacob (below) became a Bar Mitzvah at Beth El Temple in West Hartford on Labor Day (Monday), the synagogue, working in conjunction with the local West Hartford and Bloomfield Boards of Health, had figured out to safely have services with 25 people socially distanced in their small sanctuary. Here he says the blessing over the Torah as Cantor Ness holds the prayer book.
Rabbi Jeffrey Bennett, of Temple Sinai, in Newington CT, is a man of great warmth and joy. During Covid, that spirit hasn’t been hands on, but he’s brought it with him over Zoom, where he leads services from the safety of his home. When Zach had his bar mitzvah on October 17th, it was a family-only affair, with his aunt, uncle, cousins and one set of grandparents in person, another on the Zoom call. When he completed the service, it was a GREAT spontaneous moment when he threw his arms up in celebration of his accomplishment.
Lyla had been planning a May 24th Rosh Chodesh Bat Mitzvah at Congregation Or Shalom in Orange, CT where her older sister had had her Bat Mitzvah, where her parents were married, and where her grandparents are members. It was postponed to October, and the venue was changed to her grandparents’ big back yard where a tent could be set up for the 50 guests. Rabbi Alvin Wainhaus, who’d married her parents and presided over her naming ceremony, led the spirited service on the sunny, but cold day.
Lily had her Bat Mitzvah on October 31 at Congregation Kol Haverim in Glastonbury. A couple of days before her service, she and her family went into the sanctuary to record all of the singing parts of the service, including the chanting of the Torah out of safety concerns for the potential spread of Covid through aerosol particles. The sanctuary has an incredible multimedia set up for the Zoom service with multiple camera angles and a skilled technician running the service that included the cantor zooming in from the Midwest, camp friends, relatives from around the country, and a fun slideshow of Lily’s life.
Completely unique was an outdoor Bar Mitzvah on Abundance Farm in Northampton on November 12th! Talk about a weather gamble! The farm is part of the mission of Congregation B’nai Israel which adjoins it, and also part of the curriculum of the Lander-Grinspoon Academy, that shares a campus with the farm and synagogue. It was a big change from the family’s original plan, but the pandemic also offered a silver lining of sorts. Tal’s mom Nili explains:
Right after the service, box lunches of sandwiches and tomato bisque were handed out to guests to take home. A couple of hours later, as klezmer band Burikes played in the parking lot of Congregation B’nai Israel, a ‘car parade’ extended the celebration. Family friend David Seidenberg arrived with a large circular rope, with knotted handles every six feet, so that a socially distanced hora could happen. And then spontaneously, Tal was lifted up on a chair by family and friends. At night, a dozen family members had a dinner together, and extended family and friends zoomed in to raise a l’chaim and catch up. Nili’s parents were also celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary, and were presented with a cake that had their wedding photo on it. They were married in Iraq and emigrated to the US when Nili was a child.
Madeline V. had moved her Bat Mitzvah from April 2020 to November 14th, with plans for a small backyard hot chocolate party in the backyard. When Covid numbers started to rise and parties were limited to 10 people, the date changed again for the party to get it in before the new restrictions took effect. As it turned out, the day turned out to be sunny and 70 degrees, so Ben & Jerry’s came with an ice cream truck instead of a hot chocolate truck!
Pre-Covid, party planner Vicki Ross (https://plan-itvicki.com) had initially been helping the family plan for a large celebration for the original date. When it became clear that even the new date was not an option for something large, she helped Madeline and her parents move through their disappointment to create something celebratory, safe and special.
Abby became a Bat Mitzvah at Beth El in West Hartford, on October 17th, and while her family had to postpone her party until late 2021, they wanted the day to feel special and had a luncheon with family and a few friends at Gillette Ridge Golf Club, with games and outdoor fun; we also got permission to be on the beautiful grounds of Hillstead Museum, where the party will be in October 2021, to do a fun family photo session.
Noah’s Bar Mitzvah, like so many others in 2021, was moved from the spring, when we were newly shut down because of Covid, to October, when we imagined we’d be back to normal. Sadly, a new normal that involves an indoor party with a d.j. and 100 people is still months away. It didn’t stop Noah from chanting beautifully at Congregation B’nai Israel, but it did mean his party was cancelled. An open house allowed friends to drop by afterwards, and both of his sisters, Anna and Leah, quarantined and traveled from out of state to be with him for the weekend.
When I first met with Jessica’s family (photos below), I was so moved to hear that there would be 4 generations of the family present. FOUR GENERATIONS!! Jessica and her sister, their mother, grand mother and great grandmother. Yes, that moved me to tears.
Tamar and Tuvia’s garage was transformed into a library and beautiful setting for Menachem’s mid January Bar Mitzvah on Saturday morning (technology free, of course) and Zoom celebration after Shabbat ended. The following day was family photos outside and time for fun on the trampoline in temperatures that were in the teens.
Sometimes a mom calls and you just know you’re a fit! Such was the case when Faye’s mom Kimberly called me to see if was free to do some family photos and photograph the service at Temple Sinai in Newington a couple of weekends ago. I hadn’t met them in advance, which is very, very rare for me, and I loved the first impression of this glamorous, sophisticated, poised young woman in her white suit.
As a photographer I delight in every event I cover, and I hope this doesn’t sound hokey, but the work I do feels sacred. The photos mark a moment in a young person’s life where they’ve just accomplished a huge task and are surrounded by love and connected to generations and generations of ancestors and shared tradition. They are a link in history, a G-d wrestler, a new adult member of their community.
During Covid, the Bar and Bat mitzvah services I attended were also my only connection to any in-person synagogue activity because my own synagogue has only operated via Zoom. When I wasn’t taking pictures, I sat in the back, closing my eyes during the beautiful chants, my heart open. I felt a connection I’ve so deeply missed with my own Jewish community these past 10 months. I cried during some of the dvars and parent blessings. I was moved when grandparents, and even great grandparents walked up to the bimah or appeared via Zoom on the large screens in the sanctuary. My parents weren’t alive when my daughter had her Bat Mitzvah, and it was a loss I felt so deeply.
As the spring makes its warmth and hopefulness felt this week, and as CT and MA approve gathering for 100 inside and 200 outside, there might slowly be a return to what was once considered normal. On the other hand, there has been great beauty and meaning in the smaller gatherings during the pandemic - a simplicity and intimacy that worked for many of the Bar and Bat Mitzvah boys and girls, who had never been too keen on being the center of attention. For them, it was easier for to savor time with a few friends and some cousins than to be the center of attention in a large darkened venue with blaring music and strobe lights. Don’t get me wrong - I’m looking forward to the return of big parties, the energy of large horas, party games and crowded dance floors (and of course the chicken tenders from the kids buffet area!!), but I have cherished the uniqueness of each of the events I’ve photographed during Covid and how they authentically reflect the kids and families. Going forward, I wonder if they will influence a trend towards smaller parties, or if, as the Roaring 20s followed the Pandemic of 1918, we’ll see a crazy rush to large!
A Boston Zoom Bat Mitzvah in the Time of Covid
/In the dappled sunshine on a beautiful, one-way street in Somerville, MA, Dora’s cousins chalked the sidewalk with well wishes for her.
In a nearby temple, she was having her Zoom Bat Mitzvah in an empty sanctuary, with only her parents, sister and grandmother in attendance, along with a rabbi and cantor.
Her uncles and their families had come from New Jersey and Washington DC to celebrate with her, but were not allowed in the sanctuary because of Covid-19 policies, and neither was I, the photographer. The full service was skillfully filmed by the temple and watched by family and friends across the US and in Israel. Her Uncle Ben wore a tallis in the Stodolsky family living room and knew all the prayers and songs without a prayer book.
Before the service began, I got to photograph this beautiful young woman, who was strong and confident, and had the maturity to say yes to the service, even without the big party right afterwards. I’m sure she would’ve loved the seats of Beth El Temple Center to be filled with all her friends and family, but she knew the significance of the ritual and embraced that as the most important thing. A party will come in the future when gatherings are allowed.
A lovely garden alongside the temple offered us a shady respite from the blinding, bright sun. As glorious as sun is for our wellbeing, it’s not always great for photos, casting harsh shadows and making people squint. Open shade with fill light is this photographer’s friend. There was so much love between everyone.
Dora’s grandmother Susie had eyes that danced with pride and delight. She loved Dora and older sister Miriam to pieces, and their love for her was evident.
Dan and Jenny were beautiful together, siblings too, and when the family posed, they just fell into natural grace with each other.
With the sun behind them, and my MadMod light in front, I loved how the sun came through her sheer tallis. I asked her to spin, and the young dancer turned and turned again, her face lighting up.
Fifteen minutes before the start of the service, many in her Hebrew School Class arrived in the parking lot, standing by their cars and she walked past them waving and accepting well wishes.
Just before the family went inside, I was asked by the rabbi if I could photograph the class. Standing 6 feet away from each other, everyone wearing a mask except the Bat Mitzvah girl, they stood together with their friend on her special day. The image was a little stagnant, and I wanted to infuse some celebration. Since Dora was wearing flats, and I knew this wouldn’t endanger her, I asked the group at the count of three to leap in the air and throw their arms out. It was joyful and their shadows added an interesting element.
I’d driven up from Northampton at 6 a.m. and thought I’d head back home after the pre-service family shoot, but Dora’s mom Jenny asked if I’d consider being at their house when the service was over to get a big family picture with her brothers and all their kids. Of course I would. I’d have to kill a few hours, but on a gorgeous day in Boston, I was happy to help make Dora’s Bat Mitzvah as special as I could.
As a photographer, it’s an interesting time to find a way to document Bar and Bat Mitzvahs that can’t happen as planned. All but one of my spring bar and bat mitzvahs postponed everything until the Fall, and now there’s a second wave of postponements until 2021 because of all the uncertainty of whether people will be able to gather again for religious services and large parties. It’s such a memorable moment in the life of a child on the brink of adolescence, of a family, and of connection with ancestors and history. It’s needs to be documented, not as we pre-conceive mitzvahs to look like, but as they are. Because of Corona virus policies, Beth El Temple Center (Belmont, MA) wouldn’t allow the normal photographs in the sanctuary of Dora holding the Torah, reading from it, being blessed by parents, etc. Hopefully by November, when her party is planned for, it will be safe enough to make those pictures in the sunlit sanctuary, but for now, it was about pivoting and documenting ‘what is’ as opposed to the traditional. It’s about giving a little more time, and about being open to the ways in which synagogues and families are getting creative with how they celebrate this coming-of-age moment. The car parade, the friends waving in the parking lot, the handmade posters by cousins, will be lasting memories of a unique time.
Dora delivered a strong, well thought out and articulated speech, wrestling with a time after the Israelites were freed from slavery, wandering in the desert, and missing the foods of Egypt. God punished them for their greed and selfishness, and Dora didn’t think that punishment showed much compassion and understanding on the part of God. I listened to it as I photographed her uncles and their families watching on laptops around the Stodolsky dining room table. I realized it was the first time in three months that I’d been in the home of someone else. It felt slightly wrong, slightly risky, but it made good pictures as the uncles applauded and waved, stood for the Kaddish prayer, dealt with squirmy, bored younger kids and a barking puppy. My eyes got damp with tears, as they always do, when the parents give their speeches. I learned the roots of her name - Dora Rachel - and the strong women she was named for. I sang along with the final two songs, and enjoyed as all the little faces in the zoom rectangles had a chance to wish Dora well when the service was over.
The family arrived home to a well chalked sidewalk, to the open arms of family, and to a few more groups shots in the backyard. Finally Dora could change out of her synagogue clothes into jeans and a t-shirt and dine on trays of middle eastern food. Just before I packed up to go, I asked them all to go get their masks for one last picture to remember this Covid-19 time. It’s a picture that tells a story of this time, and I hope if she has children and grandchildren that they’ll enjoy hearing the tale of a Zoom Mitzvah in the time of Corona.
Mazel tov Dora & Family!!
Easthampton Responds to the Murder of George Floyd
/Cities across the US are burning. A profound pain and anger, stirred by video of the murder of George Floyd by a white police officer demanded a coming together on the streets of hundreds of cities, even in the time of Covid-19. For 8:46 minutes, with a knee on his neck, Floyd begged for his life, and was ignored. It’s haunting, enraging, brutal and unjust. Floyd is one of a long line of unarmed black men and women killed by police, and people are rising up in solidarity to demand a stop to police brutality and a soul searching exploration of racism and white supremacy.
Most protesters in cities and small towns across the US wanted to peacefully make their voices heard. A small number of agitators set fires that burned down a police station and small businesses. Others looted chain stores and supermarkets. The crackdown by police was swift, impacting not only the looters but the peaceful protestors who were fired on with rubber bullets and pepper spray.
In the small city of Easthampton, MA, the pain and rage was expressed more quietly than in many other places. Mayor Nicole LaChapelle and Police Chief Robert Alberti joined town residents in taking a knee for 8:46 seconds yesterday. People gathered in small groups at the Public Safety Complex, the rotary, the pond, the high school and Eastworks, a mill that houses the apartments and studios of artists and artisans. Later, people gathered for a solidarity vigil on the green in the center of town.
There was much Facebook debate about whether the response was enough, some asking people not to attend anything that the police were involved with, others stating that this was a beginning of a journey, a first step.
I called a number of photographer friends in town and we spread out to document what was happening in the different locations. Henry Amistadi and I went to where the mayor and police chief would be, Sandra Costello headed for the center of town, Tracey Eller went to Eastworks, and high school student Elly Gomez documented the ‘socially distanced’ kneeling event at the high school. Julian Parker-Burns, an artist in town, added his photos to the mix. The pooling of visions has reminded me of earlier times in my life, when as a photojournalist at the Hartford Courant, there was a great deal of collaborative work. I miss being part of a creative community, and this process has sparked a yearning for more of it.
Here is a multi-media piece I created using all of our work, and the soulful music of Carl Clements, who played in the gazebo at the 5 pm rally last night.
Mother's Day 2020
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A couple of years ago, I had a wonderful photo experience with two high school students who were best friends - Olivia and Keeley. They wanted their senior pictures taken together. The girls were inseparable and we had a blast taking pictures on the beautiful Mt Holyoke campus.
A year later, reflecting on the good time we had, I did a senior portrait promo where I invited kids to bring along a best friend to their portrait session. I’d do individual senior pictures and pictures of them together. What surprised me - and I love being surprised - is that most kids came with their mothers! Each experience was incredible, and I ended each session with pictures of them together. To celebrate all the wonderful kids and moms on this Mother’s Day, I offer you this video:
Pictures ground us in our love and connection to our kids. They are reminders of close times, happy times. We see in their faces the strength, beauty and confidence that in some small way, as parents, we helped them arrive at. We did ok if we can send them out into the world as loving, responsible, capable individuals.
When they’re off in college, and we begin the process of re-examining our lives and what it means to say good-bye to daily hands-on parenting and to say hello to becoming a coach on the sidelines of their lives ( and not their mom down the hall), trust me when I say old photographs will be our friends in those teary (our tears, not theirs!) first weeks! After my daughter left for college, a day didn’t go by that I didn’t take pleasure in seeing photographs around my studio and house of my daughter with friends, dancing, some solo portraits, and a snapshot of the two of us from a summer trip to San Francisco and LA. And when she started setting up her dorm room, she had dozens of joyful photographs of herself with friends that went on the wall above her bed, hung from clips on her fairy lights, and even one 4x6 of us from graduation night in a small frame that went on her windowsill. The space was suddenly magical and full of life with all the people who matter to her.
Pictures have the power to keep us connected, especially when they’re printed and we can enjoy them everyday. It’s an investment in love. And a way of celebrating that love as a source of strength and meaning for both of you.
Happy Mother’s Day to all who trusted me with senior pictures of your wonderful kids!
Kneading Love into Bread
/It's no secret that I have a deep love for the work that Chabad does, and am always moved by the love I feel at the events and holiday celebrations they throw for the community. It's not a lifestyle I embrace personally, or fully understand, but there's a warmth that is beautiful and a deep, mystical understanding of ritual, relationships and our purpose in life that has shaped my own Judaism.
On Wednesday night, 120 women and girls - sisters, mothers, daughters, friends, some religious, some secular - got together for a Mega Challah Bake at the JCC in Springfield. Challah, for those who are not familiar, is the braided bread Jewish families eat on Shabbat and on holidays. To smell it cooking in your own oven as the skies darken on Friday night is pretty amazing. To watch the hands of grandmothers and granddaughters working side by side, helping each other with each step of the mixing, kneading and braiding touched my heart.
Some dusted their challahs with egg and poppy seeds, others went for cinnamon and raisins, and a few for a more savory mix of zatar and crispy onion bits. Some made three braids, others six, others made round holidays traditional for Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year that starts the evening of September 9th. As a photographer of Jewish rituals, I am easily moved by how the simplest of things, like baking bread, has so much more meaning when done with friends, sisters, mothers, daughters and grandmothers. Connection makes everything richer. In the chaos of modern life, to carve out time for each other is part of this season's work of reflection and 'teshuvah.' It's what I've always gained from Chabad classes and events - spiritual food for the hunger I feel for wholeness, balance and purpose, alone and in community. How easy it is to lose this focus in the frenzy of living and working, and how lucky we are that the High Holidays come around every year to allow us to look at where we've 'missed the mark' in the year ending and explore where we want to make changes in the New Year.
Out of Retirement and Modeling at 67
/Anyone who's had the privilege of knowing Harriet Dobin knows that at 67 years old, she hasn't slowed down one iota. When she told me in 2017 that she was retiring from the Mandell JCC, I knew it wouldn't last long.
And it didn't.
This fall, she called from Philadelphia, where she moved to be closer to children and grandchildren. "Are you sitting down?" she asked. I was. "You know I've had some crazy ideas in the past, and I have a new one. I want to be a model. What do you think?"
She's attractive, has great hair, and an energetic, outgoing personality. She's all spirit and spunk. "I think that's great."
"Good, because I'm coming up and you're going to take the pictures for my portfolio."
She wouldn't hear that I wasn't really a fashion photographer. "You're the one."
Again, if you know Harriet, you know there's NO arguing once the idea train has left the station.
In her 'former' life, Harriet was well known in Greater Hartford as a PR person extraordinaire. She was the first person I called in July 2008 for advice when I was considering taking a buyout from the Hartford Courant and starting my own business. She was the first person who hired me for an assignment when I went freelance, and through her I worked for the Jewish Federation and the Mandell Jewish Community Center, shooting everything from summer camps to annual meetings, once climbing a ladder onto a hot tar roof in 100 degree weather to get a shot of a crowded pool at the JCC Swim and Tennis Club. I loved her energy, her mile long shot list, and her go-go-go spirit.
Flash forward to November 2017. We had a great two hours in my Easthampton MA studio as she changed from a cocktail dress to exercise clothes to jeans and a red top. She looked great in everything.
She made a promo card and hit the streets of Philadelphia. Reception: warm. It was Thanksgiving Week and she was signed by the Reinhard Agency as a lifestyle model. Gigs: hair and health products on QVC. The need for older women as models was growing she was told. After all, she is 67, looks 47, and acts 27.
And then BOOM.
Since the start of 2018 her reinvented career has taken off. A TV, social media and website campaign for a national home remodeler is on the air. Regional commercials for pharmaceutical and health care clients are in the can. She makes regular appearances on the international retail powerhouse QVC for well-known beauty, hair, makeup and skin care products. She recently signed with a new agent in New York City, Traci Luthy at Bona Fide Artists and has booked numerous castings for major brands. Regular auditions and call backs in Philly are a way of life now.
It's funny how things work out. Back in 2008, Harriet was instrumental in helping me take a risk and move into a second career, and in 2018 I got to return the favor, and play a small part in helping her reinvent herself.
GO HARRIET!!!! Break down barriers and show us all about aging with grace, beauty and fun!!!
Mitzvah Signing Books
/To the parents reading this, let's admit it - our kids want a signing board for their bar or bat mitzvah and we dutifully find a great picture or two, head to Kinko's or Staples and voila, we create one and it looks great. Signing boards are fun in the moment, no doubt about it. A beautiful, spirited photograph of the bar mitzvah boy or bat mitzvah girl in the center of a 18x24 board, with gushing well wishes from friends and family that are wonderful to read after the party is over. But then what? Where do you put these giant boards? I know that the three we have are somewhere in the basement collecting dust.
A new alternative: Signing Books.
What's a signing book? It's a horizontal 10x8 book with 20 pages. On each spread (two facing pages), one page has a photograph of the child and the other page is blank for signing. The surface of the paper is matte so that you can write on it, as opposed to on a glossy page which will smudge.
To create a signing book you can 1) Do-It-Yourself if you have high enough quality images of your son or daughter that the images can blow up to 8x10 without getting fuzzy and pixelated, or 2) bring in your bar/bat mitzvah photograph to do a one-hour photo shoot with your child (and the rest of the family) and choose the best 11 pictures from that (10 for the book, 1 for the cover, unless you want a fabric/leather cover).
Such a shoot can be a wonderful opportunity to get great posed and candid shots of your 12-13 year old just being her or himself. We take so many pictures when our kids are young, and then that falls away and we're left with little documentation, besides generic school pictures, of them in these early teen years when they're emerging from childhood and finding out who they are. Let them pick their favorite outfit, a location they love, maybe an activity (soccer, dance) to include in a few of the images, bring in siblings, parents, and voila, you have a beautiful set of authentic pictures to cherish. At the party, the blank pages will be filled with words of love and friendship that your daughter or son can keep by the bed as a reminder of how much they're loved. In the case of the young man, above, he was a reluctant 'model.' He made his mom promise she'd never show the pictures to anyone. She hid the book until the party when she brought it out. When the party was over, he saw it, his eyes got wide and the biggest smile came across his face. "My book," he exclaimed, and grabbing it, he ran off to read all the words. I loved his unexpected excitement!!
For Ela (below), who had a tropical beach theme at her February bat mitzvah, we headed to a beach in late August to get some shots of her and her sister and parents.
As a photographer, specializing in bar and bat mitzvahs, the hour with the young man or woman is an incredible opportunity to create a bond, to help them relax in front of the camera, to build trust before their big day, and help me know how they look best. I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE providing the family with a joyous set of pictures.
This past November, on one of the coldest days of the year, Lili and I headed to the West Hartford reservoir for a shoot. Her bat mitzvah theme for her spring bat mitzvah is travel so we brainstormed ideas and had a blast. Here's what we produced on an overcast gray day in the fading colors of autumn.
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Just as many weddings photographers include an engagement shoot as part of a wedding package, or an a la carte add-on, I have had a blast doing the same with my bar and bat mitzvah clients.
Bar Mitzvah Preshoot....and my very young assistant
/I love kids. And when I sense a curiosity and spark in them, all the better. While doing a bar mitzvah pre-shoot with Andy so that his parents could have pictures for an invitation, signing book and slideshow, Andy's younger sister Catie was helpful ("Can I carry your bag?") and interested ("What's the difference between your two cameras?") and beyond adorable.
I offered her the camera I wasn't using, showed her how to focus and do a light meter reading, and off she went to photograph her dog, her brother, and me as I climbed up to do a portrait of Andy through a basketball net!!
I loved that she got up high for some shots and was willing to lay in the grass for others. She waited for fun moments and nailed them!!
It's always really fun, as a photographer, to get to know a family before a big event, to learn more about the spirit and connections within a family and to just offer everyone an opportunity to get comfortable in front of the camera and with me. The family is wonderful and I'm looking forward to the December bar mitzvah at the Basketball Hall of Fame, a perfect place for an athlete to celebrate with family and friends!!
And one with Marvel, by his favorite brook in Forest Park to go swimming in!!
Brothers
/Every bar mitzvah is unique.
That's what I love about photographing mitzvahs.
This weekend's was no different. A wonderful young man, Matthew, came of age in the Jewish faith at Congregation Beth Israel in West Hartford. On the bimah, he read from his great grandfather's prayer book, saved somehow from his childhood in Vienna, where he grew up in a vibrant Jewish community. That community was destroyed when the Nazis invaded, and his great grandfather was captured and sent to a concentration camp. His sister managed to be smuggled out to safety. The prayerbook miraculously survived. Written in German and Hebrew, it is inscribed by a rabbi to his great grandfather on the occasion of his bar mitzvah in Vienna in November of 1929. The great grandfather emigrated to the US after the camps were liberated. The book is the only thing from his early life in Vienna to have survived and was handed to down to Matthew's older brother Andrew on the occasion of his bar mitzvah two years ago.
What I loved, from the moment we did our bar mitzvah pre-shoot in Elizabeth Park, was his relationship with his two brothers, Andrew, 15, and Ian, 4. Their smiles, their closeness, Matthew and Andrew's patience with Ian. In short, there was a strength and loveliness - if I can use those words together - to these three handsome, wonderful brothers.
On the bimah of Congregation Beth Israel, in West Hartford, it was no different. LOVE!!
I also loved that Matthew's father is one of three brothers, and when the uncles joined Matthew at the bimah or during the candle lighting, you can just feel their love for each other and for Matthew. That's a very cool thing to hand down generation to generation.
A beautiful party gathered friends and family from the Dominican Republic, California, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, New York and Kansas, with dancing and games, courtesy of DJ Austin Dailey and Red Supreme Productions and incredible food and appetizers by Tallulah's Catering in the light filled Sarah Porter Memorial in Farmington.
Mazel tov Matthew, and his fun loving, spirited parents Steve and Tania, and of course Andrew and Ian. What a beautiful family! What a joy to share this simcha with you!!
Amherst Commencement
/There is something about Amherst students that is absolutely wonderful, and something about being on the idyllic campus that makes my heart feel open and expansive. That combination always makes for good photographs and a good time.
I enjoyed working with Amherst photographer Maria Stenzel and seeing Seth Kaye documenting the event for a family. The photojournalist in me relished finding the moments of joy for students that culminated four years of work and learning. I wish them all luck as they move out into the world.