Our unconventional life under the same roof.

This time last year we visited the Blue Dome Arts Festival in downtown Tulsa. We watched some bands, grabbed some food, and shopped around all the artist’s booths set up in the streets. One thing I didn’t do was think, “Next year, I’m going to have a booth here.” In fact, I didn’t even know that I would start Darby & Dash five months later.

But, here we are, one year later and we did set up at Blue Dome and I would first like to say; I have the best friends and family in the world! Let me explain.

I had a vision of what I wanted my booth to look like but unfortunately I do not have all the skills to complete it on my own. One of the ideas was a small bar height counter that would sit in the middle of the booth, but because I drive a Scion XB and not the stereotypical Oklahoman F150, the cabinet would also have to be collapsible for storage and transport. Duncan was up for the challenge, and after working many hours on his off days and before his scheduled shifts at his day job he delivered even better than I had imagined.

Jess has been helping me with all of the photography of the products from the beginning and the photos are too good not to use in a dominate way. So I envisioned a large banner that covered the entire back wall of the tent and smaller poster shots running down the sides. Luckily, my Grandpa runs A Better Sign Co. and was able to make all the foam board posters and the banner on a short deadline.

Even more bragging on how awesome my friends are, most of the models are all friends from our CityChurch community group.

The booth is almost complete with one major piece missing, something to hang the clothes on. You know, the whole reason for the booth. Duncan is back to work on this one, building all of the racks in two days. Now we are ready.

This is all just the weeks leading up to the festival. 6 AM Friday morning, Duncan and I head downtown and set up the booth which took us until 11 AM when people started showing up. At 1 PM, Duncan was replaced by Jess so he could go work a full shift at his day job. Sarah joined later to finish out the night after getting off. A 15 hour day to start the weekend.

This was the case for the entire three day festival, we all worked 12 to 15 hour days either at the festival or split with day jobs. Like I said, I have the best friends in the world. Over all, the festival was a huge success, we sold tons of product, made new connections, and the counter that Duncan built was so good he was hired by one of our booth neighbors to build her one. Plus, a huge thank you to all of our friends who came out to show support!

Sunday, after the festival closed and we spent a couple more hours tearing down, Duncan and I went out on a man date since the girls left us earlier in the day for a wedding. Perfect ending to a long and exhausting weekend.

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We have been so incredibly busy lately.

We have not had the time or energy to blog.

Sad day.

Here is a quick recap of what we have been up to:

May 11, Cody and I shot the Wann Wedding. It was a beautiful night at Skelly Lodge. With Sarah’s help assisting and our new purchase of some HoldFast Gear, the night was a success.

May 18-20, Darby & Dash had a booth at Blue Dome Arts Festival. Cody and Duncan spent weeks leading up to the festival constructing the perfect booth. We all took our turns working the booth and by then end, we were all exhausted.

May 19 During the festival I had to leave early and drive out to Grand Lake. Our friends, Melissa Letney and Josh Woodward got engaged! I was lucky enough to be able to witness it and photograph it.

May 24 I surprised Duncan with a puppy. He has been wanting one so badly and we had decided to get one but he thought we needed to wait. Meet Henley

May 25-27, Duncan and Sarah’s sister, Jessica, graduated from her first year of Master Commission in Dallas. So we made a mini-vacation out of it and went shopping. We hit up our favorites IKEA, Urban Outfitters, H&M and the boys ate their way around town. We had much fun with the family all weekend.

Ikea Swedish Meatballs

So needless to say we have been busy. So we took to the lake yesterday to enjoy some down time. We will be blogging about these events in detail later.

When I am behind the camera, it feels as if I am watching the world from a glass room. I feel separated, nothing can hurt me. I experience the moment differently than if my camera was not there. It’s a different connection. Sometimes this is good thing, however it can also be bad.

Last Saturday CityChurch was working at Laura Dester Shelter, just one of the organizations partnered with LoveTulsa. The shelter is a short-term emergency care facility for use while child welfare specialists conduct investigations into alleged abuse and neglect and to hold children while staff look for suitable foster care placements for those coming into state custody. We cook out, have inflatables, face painting, crafts, and just have with the kids. When I arrived, it was in full swing, however I was quite distracted. I had an engagement shoot that evening I was worrying more about. I took the pictures and was about to leave when this little boy came up to me. He did not say a word and instead of posing in front of the camera as most kids did, he came beside me. He grabbed my camera while it was still around my neck and looked inside. He would “snap” a few, only using the wrong button. I would watch his finger and take a photo in sync with his movement. Then he smiled and ran off, never saying a word. This little boy was autistic. He returned several times. Though he never said anything, I knew how much he enjoyed it.

He made me be apart of the day. These kids come from horrible situations and finding so much joy in something so simple. Something I do daily and have started to take it for granted. Laura Dester is incredible place and I am so glad to have to chance to be a part of it, even if just for an afternoon.

Geek Tattoo

I’ve been using Photoshop and the entire Adobe Creative Suite for 8 years. Photoshop CS was given to me by my youth pastor in 7th grade, but the first version I purchased on my own was CS2. To commemorate the start of my life as a graphic designer I decided to get a tattoo. One that illustrates my roots, my passion, and my personality. I felt the feather that branded that first copy of Photoshop to arrive at my door step, does just that. The complete image depicts the starting point, the color fading with translucent gradients conveys my appetite for art, and the feather personifies my free spirit. I’ve been wanting to get this tattoo for some time now and I couldn’t be more elated with the way it turned out.

Last week we watched my niece, Rylee. She is two years old and a complete blast. It can be difficult sometimes to keep her entertained, which pushes me to creatively make everything a game. During the week, we had an accident and my white seamless paper ripped in my studio. Before we threw it away, I thought of a brilliant idea.

We put her in a white shirt, pulled up her golden locks, loaded her with paint and let her lose.

Music Monday

Duncan

I’ve been listening to The Dangerous Summer’s album War Paint for some time. But it’s been increasing. With the weather brightening, it’s perfect music for it. The first, and title, track, “War Paint” is a great way to immerse yourself into the cd. All the way through the last chorus of “Waves”, it’s passionate rock, and great driving music. Favorite songs are: War Paint, No One’s Gonna Need You More, and Miscommunication.

Cody

I just started listening to “Of Monsters and Men” debut album “My Head Is An Animal”, but I can already tell that this six piece indie folk/pop band from Iceland is going to be on my regular rotation.

Jess

With Easter being yesterday, I choose a song that reflect that a little. The Beautiful Things album by Gungor is one of my favorites, especially the song in which the album is named for.

Sarah

Album on repeat, Torches by Foster the People. The whole album is amazing, but my favorite song is “Don’t Stop (Color on the Walls)“. I love listening to it while I work out, just keeps me going.

Lately I have been running way more than normal. (Since normal is not running at all, it’s not hard to beat.)

One night last week, Cody and I hit the pavement for a 5K run. He quickly advanced far in front of me to where I could no longer see him. Normally I am not a fan of running by myself, but that night I didn’t care. I had Rdio and my Nike+ GPS app, so I was content. It was a rough run that day, but I was determined to beat my time. I had less than a mile to go and I felt that second wind. I crossed the street and saw a guy up ahead acting a little strange. Our neighborhood is full of people, so I didn’t think much of it. As I went to pass him, he lightly grabbed my arm to get my attention. I pulled the headphone out of my ear and jogged in place as he talked to me about a explosion he heard and firetrucks speeding by. Apparently a house had caught on fire. I tried to end the conversation by saying that I would check it out once I got home, and as I turned he said, “I’ll run with you.” Alarms went off in my head. This guy was not about to run with me to my house! A little freaked out, I turned my music up louder and picked up the pace, thinking he would take the hint. After about a block, he stopped, saying that he was too out of shape for that. As he mentioned something about checking back, I smiled and turned the corner.

Breathing a sigh of relief as he disappeared from sight, I noticed something at my feet. A dog. Of course. I slowed and looked around and saw a couple chasing this tiny dog, explaining that his bark is worse that his bite. I quickly asked them about the sirens and the reason the other guy had stopped me. They had heard something, but did not seem too worried. So I kept on jogging. One block from home, I saw a guy on a bicycle. He was crossing in front of me when all of a sudden he turns and heads my way. For real, are you kidding me? He stops me and asks if I had seen his dog. I quickly replied no, that the only dog I had seen chased me. I tried moving on quickly, but I had no such luck. He began to tell me in detail what his dog looked like. Did I need to know about his mole? I think not.

After all of the crazy, I finally made it home with a time of 33 minutes. Sometimes I just cannot believe my luck. Am I alone, or do you have some crazy running story too?

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