The loss of a bestie, muse.
About a year and a half ago, towards the end of one of the first dates I had with Liz, I was introduced to this white fur, four legged heeler mix she called Sophie. I have never been the biggest fan of most dogs but this Wile E. Coyote looking fur ball quickly worked her way straight into my heart and melted away any reservations I had about her almost instantly. She became my buddy, my bestie and my muse. She was always nervous around my photo gear and big light setups but with some positive reinforcement from her mom and I she was able to gather her courage long enough for us to make images I will love and cherish forever. As with a human subject there was a level of bonding that happened while shooting with Sophie. I remember all of the shoots with her as a bubble in time in which the memories of the gear used or the setup installed is vague and unimportant but the interaction with her, the pets of encouragement, the wagging tail, her distain for hats, it all plays on a vivid loop within the bubble around the image. She was amazingly patient with Liz and I and I am forevergrateful for it. As her health got worse the photo shoots seemed more and more important and their attitude changed form silly to somber. From my first photo of her to my last she was beautiful, awkward, graceful and everything in-between. She was loved immensely and will forever be one of my favorite beings I have had the pleasure and privilege to make images with.