When I was 11, I saw A League Of Their Own in the theater and spent the next 6 months throwing around a baseball at school pretending to be the feisty redheaded pitcher Kit. Unfortunately, I have almost zero hand eye coordination when it comes to sports where balls are thrown at my face (insert “Clueless” joke here), and so I went back to running, skiing, hiking, and other less dangerous sports. I did however grow up in a very sports heavy household that mostly revolved around The San Francisco 49ers and Monday Night Football with my Dad. I of course being a super tomboy and a daddy’s girl, made sure to pay attention and follow the game as much as I could. I collected football cards, I loved Joe Montana and I was always jumping up and down when we won… which in the late 80s and 90s was a lot. My Grandmother however was a die hard Giants fan even though she had lived in Oklahoma for over 30 years, and she was still yelling at the screen at her boys days before she passed. Loving your team was ingrained in me, but even though I loved the San Francisco teams I grew up with, I never felt like I was truly in love with them like other more diehard fans were and I always felt a little outside of what it is to be a true fan.

Fast forward to spring 2015, and I had been living in Chicago for 5 years at that point and still couldn’t quite wrap my head around the Cubs mania here. Why does everyone love a team so much that never seem to win? Then my Dad came to visit and we went to a Cubs game at Wrigley Field. It was my first time in the stadium and I can not deny that the energy and love that fills that place when the Cubs are playing was something I had never experienced before. My Dad isn’t a huge baseball fan either, but I have never seen him so excited to be at a ballgame and being able to sit inside the incredibly historic Wrigley Field was really exciting for both of us. I brought my huge DSLR that day even though I was a bit worried about it getting knocked around, but I knew it was going to be one of those days I wouldn’t soon forget and my Dad was beyond tickled to take pictures around the park even after the game. We lost that day… but I came out of the ballpark completely transformed into a Cubs Fan. Please excuse all the cheesy selfies we took… though I will say I’m so glad we did. These images are some of my favorite moments with my dad in recent years.

This world series win for the Cubs is not only important because it’s historic, but because it is a huge win for the fans. I’ve met so many people since I’ve lived here in Chicago that are die hard Cubs fan year after year, lose after lose… but they continue to love their team with a fierce loyalty that is unfortunately scarce in this world. My Dad is now a part of this too, loving the cubs since that day as well and when we won we called each other crying with happiness. Flying the W here has become a symbol to keep the faith, never give up hope, and never ever stop believing. Schwarber, Russel, Bryant, Rizzo and the rest of the boys have given Chicago, and really… all of America a reason to believe in miracles, because when you put all of yourself into loving something and striving to achieve a goal it will eventually pay off. So today, no matter what team you love, Fly The W for the hopeful dreamer in all of us, and know that anything is possible.

And in the oh so eloquent words of Cubs Pitcher John Lester at the rally this morning… “How ’bout this shit!?”


~With Love,  Genevieve


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Since I travel back and forth between Chicago and Northern California on a regular basis to do events, sometimes my initial meeting with someone is over the phone, and in the case of Molly and Tarun, I knew from the first 30 seconds of our conversation that not only did I REALLY want them to choose me as their photographer, but I wanted to be friends with them too! Fast forward a year and 2 months, and I am at their wedding, feeling the same way I did on that first phone call. The forecast called for rain which of course isn’t something a couple wants to hear for their wedding day, neither is “you have strep throat” which Tarun had the week before the event… but they just took it in stride and were like ok, I’ll get some rest and we’ll order umbrellas!

The day couldn’t have gone any more beautifully and despite traveling from the suburbs, to downtown Chicago for the ceremony, and back again for their reception everything was easy and fun, which is what I expected from these two. We got a little respite from the rain after the ceremony to take some portraits downtown on the State St. bridge, as well as taking advantage of the insanely cool lobby of the building they live in which was not only super chic, but personal as well. There are a million little moments that made documenting this day so much fun, from the very wet Baraat where everyone danced in the rain anyway, to a special dance for Mollys parents with music sung and mastered by the bride & groom, to Tarun killing it on the mic to Mo Money Mo Problems… but in the end it was just the simple moments between two people who are genuinely in love that made it so precious.

Happy one month anniversary you two. No one deserves a life full of love and happiness more than you. <3

~ With Love, Genevieve

Ceremony Venue – Assumption Catholic Church Chicago

Reception Venue – Esplanade Lakes by Doubletree

Floral Design – Ivone at Chicago Floral Events

Dress – Allure Bridals

DJ – DJ Harsh Chicago

Cake – The Baking Institute

Second Shooter – Jose Uribe


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As I sit here in zero degree weather in Chicago this sunny January day, my thoughts were dancing around the beach at one of my favorite places in the entire world, the Sutro Baths at Lands End State Park in San Francisco CA. Splitting my time between Chicago and San Francisco definitely has its perks, but more than the beautiful weather and breathtaking scenery, I am always so lucky to meet couples like Amisha & Tyler. These two could not have been more stylish, gracious, and game for everything I asked them to do. Climb on top of an abandoned ruin… Sure! Traverse across a 5 inch ledge on the edge of the crumbling foundation… no problem! Run around in the ocean in your gorgeous red dress… Oh my gosh yes please! I dream about days like this when everything in the universe just aligns for me to create some beautiful art for some beautiful people. So happy to have been in the right place at the right time… which always seems to happen if you just let it.


~With Love, Genevieve


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  • admin - January 23, 2016 - 2:11 pm

    So in love with all of this! Beautiful.ReplyCancel

So much of the work I do comes from people that I’ve never met. I get inquiries from somewhere in internet land, or once in a long while over the phone, and if the chemistry or details seem to match then we meet and potentially become something more. With a very select few as the exception, the people I photograph are not people I ever get to have close to me, and thus, there is a certain sense of safety in photographing someone who I don’t know. My amazing mentor Marc Hauser has a way of opening people up when they are in front of his lens, and it has nothing to do with perfect lighting or his professional studio, or even his celebrity, it has everything to do with Marc and how intensely vulnerable he can be in front of his subjects. Taking someones portrait is an exchange… a gift you give one another and a certain amount of trust has to exist between photographer and subject for there to be any real connection in the images. This process, sometimes requires us as photographers to be complete fools, run around like crazy people, crack dumb dad jokes, or ask hard questions to make your emotions flood to the surface so we can capture that fleeting second in something that will last forever.

Photographing another photographer is extremely difficult, and photographing another photographer that happens to be your friend is even more terrifying. Jenn is an amazingly talented woman, and an extremely beautiful woman at that. I have always envisioned photographing her in one way or another. Trust me, most photographers do this so if you are friends with one, odds are that they have pictured you as a character in a story they would like to tell at least once or twice. 🙂

Last week I finally had the absolute pleasure of getting to open myself up as both a photographer and a model with Jenn on the other side of the equation. With both of our schedules being as full as they are, taking an entire afternoon to dress ourselves up, go to some of our favorite locations and not only become vulnerable in front of one another as a subject but as a photographer as well was a treat, and a well deserved one at that. A huge part of what I do in my portraits, especially of women, is show them in a solid concrete way how the rest of the world sees them… as strong, as beautiful, as desired, as sexy, as every fantasy they’ve ever dreamed for themselves. All of these things are true about every woman, it just takes the right person to find that moment, to create that emotion, and to capture it so they can finally see for themselves that they are in fact already everything they’ve always wanted to be.

Here are just a few of round one of my shoot with Jenn. Having her trust me to take images like this is not only a huge honor, but it fills me with joy, because I think she can look at these photos and see what all of us around her already knew… they she’s a stone cold fox, and a truly beautiful person.

With Love,                 ~Genevieve

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Tonight, and for the past few months, I’ve been ever more aware of how much gratitude I have every day for every detail of my life. I live in not one, but two beautiful cities that each hold secrets and a unique specialness that I just can’t take them for granted. If you had asked me this time last year if I would be commuting back and forth from Chicago to San Francisco, in love with an amazingly kind man, getting to spend real time with my father for the first time in almost two decades, and creating an entirely new direction for my work and my life I’d have told you you were insane. I was comfortable, I was dialed into my life at the time, and I was drowning in stagnation. If I’ve learned anything over this past beautiful year of growth, it’s that that very thing never happens while you’re standing still. I had to fall, I had to struggle, I had to break out of my mold and learn to see everything clearly again as if it were all new. I also had to endure some pain to truly open my eyes and live again, and now I can’t help but relish in every delicious drop of happiness when it comes my way.

Today was happiness. I shot a beautiful strong woman in an amazing space that I can not wait to show you later, and then spent some time with friends exploring the quiet places, driving to the top of a hill to find a moon that would not show itself, and then… as soon as I had accepted that I wouldn’t get to see or photograph this rare and beautiful thing, I looked up and there it was. It was glowing red, deep sienna, moving so fast I had to catch my breath and scramble to find a place to pull over to take a quick shot… and then it was over. Fleeting. Beautiful. Mysterious….. and oh so meaningful to me at this exact moment in my life.

Thank you always… for everything. I can say nothing more heartfelt than that.


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