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Jan

Anniversary of a Stint

It’s been exactly one year since Dad had an episode he thought was just gas. I’m so thankful I had decided to spend the night with him in the hospital. Around 2:00 a.m., I was just about to go to sleep on the chair that unfolded into an uncomfortable cot. I heard the nursing staff run down the hall pushing a rattling cart with squeaky wheels. They turned in my dad’s room. This is the exact moment I became afraid. Turns out, it was a full-fledged heart attack that ended in an air evacuation to a 4 a.m. surgery. This surgery would insert two stints into an artery that was almost completely closed. I can’t tell you how unbelievably scared I was that night.

My dad’s skin blended with the color of his sheets. Again, he complained of having gas in his chest. The nurses explained that his blood pressure had dropped very low. In the background, one nurse talked to the physician on the phone while another was giving updates to an air evacuation team as they were en route. My dad’s skin still looked like putty.

I quickly realized I had two choices: fall apart or keep it together. I decided to keep it together. I ducked into the bathroom to empty my bladder in preparation for the trip to San Antonio but simultaneously started falling apart. Somehow, I realized that I didn’t need to let my dad see me falling apart. It would do him no good to witness how afraid I was. Before opening the bathroom door, I pulled it back together… but only on the surface. I made calls to my step-mom and my sister—difficult calls. Within minutes, the two, along with my brother, were on their way.

Long story short, his surgery went very well. He did need to get another stint put in a few months after his initial operation because one of the original stints were failing, but that went fine as well. This heart attack actually saved his life. During one of the procedures, the surgical team actually discovered an abdominal aneurysm which could rupture at any time. That has since been repaired. As best we can tell, Dad is doing fine and back to playing volleyball on a regular basis. In my book, that’s pretty good for a nearly 69-year-old man.

Here’s a nice shot of my dad enjoying some of the fireworks this past New Year’s Eve. I’m so thankful to have him!

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Until next time, be positive, happy, and healthy. Don’t forget to be photographed and don’t forget to hug your dad.

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I am a San Antonio-based wedding and senior photographer who started Ata-Girl Photography Co., LLC in 2010. As one of the up-and-coming San Antonio wedding photographers, I am also available to shoot in Austin, Houston and Dallas and the surrounding areas. I am also available for destination weddings worldwide. Ata-Girl Photography Co. offers an amazing wedding photography service that you won’t soon forget. As a professional photographer, my sole purpose is to provide you the absolute best photography experience.

I am a professional photographer who enjoys documenting the important milestones and captivating moments in people’s lives. I firmly believe that the unique set of circumstances I have faced in life has prepared me to take a personal and genuine interest in my photography clients. When I’m not photographing a wedding, family or high school senior, I enjoy watching my daughter play softball, hiking, cycling, reading, and listening to Elvis!

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Jan

2014 Photography Goals!

Wow! Is it really 2014 already? Just yesterday, it seems like it was 1996. Time flies and that’s all the more reason to document it photographically!

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This year marks the official start of Ata-Girl’s fourth year in business. It’s been an incredibly fun four years of learning, meeting new people, and capturing memories and art that will be everlasting. Each year, I like to begin the year with a list of goals as they relate to San Antonio wedding photography. While some of the goals I come up with a very realistic, some of them only begin as ideas or wishes—and a few of those have come true… like last year when I second shot for an international wedding photographer. The list becomes a target that I keep my eye on all year long trying to achieve as many as possible. Here are my goals for 2011, 2012 and 2013. So, without further adieu, I’d like to introduce you to my goals for 2014!

Go full-time! I’m ready to take a gigantic leap of faith and conquer Ata-Girl 24/7! The last few years have been really hard to keep up with! I’ve been working a full-time job for Cactus and nearly a full-time job with Ata-Girl. Most evenings, I come home from the Cactus job to sit at my home office desk and put another four or five hours on the work clock. Many of my Saturdays and Sundays have been spent working for at least another eight hours each. When you add that all together, that’s 40 hours a week for Cactus and on average, 36 hours for Ata-Girl. Marketing, networking, shooting, blogging, learning, editing and dreaming takes a lot of time! I’m ready to dedicate every waking hour to my Ata-Girl company and clients! (I made this happen! My first full-time day with Ata-Girl was December 30!)
Go full-frame! I’ve been shooting on a cropped frame sensor for a while with my D7000?s, but I’d really like to go full-frame. While the D7000 is an amazing tool, I could really use less grain and noise in my images in those extremely low light situations. I wish I could just make up my mind… D600, D700, D800, D3 or D4!? Decisions, decisions.
Have a home studio! I’d love an official/professional office where I can meet with prospective clients, work in harmony away from my home office, and possibly even capture some images in a studio setting. It would also be a great place to have the makeup artists meet with my senior girls before their sessions.
WPPI 2015! I haven’t even attended the 2014 WPPI in Vegas yet (March 1-March 7), but I’m hoping it will be an amazing opportunity to grow and learn and network! I’d like to remain a member and possibly even join the PPA!
Print Ads. Is a full-spread in San Antonio Weddings too much to ask for? I’m probably looking at about a $4K price tag. This goal might move to the long term list.
Get fit! I really slipped up on this goal from last year pretty bad. It’s time to take this by the horns and get busy!
10 Weddings. I barely met my goal in 2013 of four weddings, “So, why not triple it?” I ask myself.
Financial goals. I won’t go into specifics here, but I’m setting a very specific goal of a grossing a certain dollar amount.
Be featured. Web or print, I don’t care. I will look for opportunities to submit my work for features. I’ve never done this, so I will be treading foreign waters. However, I think there’s much to be gained in the credibility and exposure departments!
Video Promo. I’d love to work with a video professional to put together a three-minute promotional.
Blog 3X/Week. Blogging two times a week in 2013 wasn’t enough (insert sarcasm). The argument in my head is that I will have much more time to effectively blog. So, I’m upping the minimum to three times a week.
Prepare for a Wedding Expo in 2015. Again, this will be something new to try. For many years, I’ve heard both extremes about wedding expos. About half of photographers believe wedding expos are just a waste of time filled with budget-conscious brides who are mostly looking for freebies and drastically reduced prices. The other half of photographers swear by them claiming that’s how they gain a majority of new business—even top professionals like Sal Cincotta. I’d like to give it a try just once in order to gain my own perspective.

So, there you have it. Here is a list of most of my San Antonio wedding photography goals for this year. I’ve kept a few for my own private amusement and I’ll definitely add to this as the year progresses and I come up with other ideas. Until next time, be positive, happy, and healthy, and don’t forget to be photographed.

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**The images contained in this post were shot under the direction and for assignment of Rhobin’s Nest Photography, LLC. The images are copyrighted by Rhobin’s Nest Photography, LLC, but are used herein with permission.

Until next time, be positive, happy, and healthy, and don’t forget to be photographed.

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Nov

I’m Thankful for…

Last year, I tried to write a blog post about 100 of the things I’m most thankful for and when I had reached about 88, my blog post died. I lacked enough ambition to start over, so I’m trying again this year—making sure to “Save Draft” every few minutes until I’m finished. I’m going to preface the list with this advisory: Anything past #4 is NOT in order and is most likely tied for 5th!

1. My Daughters
2. Family
3. Friends
4. Ozzie
5. Life, itself
6. Love
7. Sunsets
8. Hiking Trails
9. Music
10. Elvis’ Music
11. Glazed Donuts
12. Photography
13. Nikon
14. Mountains
15. Waterfalls
16. Trust
17. XM Radio
18. Memory
19. Flowers
20. Technology
21. Pastures
22. Sewing Machines
23. Rocky Road Ice Cream
24. Art
25. Loyalty

26. Batteries
27. Flashlights
28. Soft Beds
29. All Animals
30. Foot Rubs
31. Cashews
32. Contacts/Glasses
33. Makeup
34. Hair Products
35. Stuffing
36. Rib-Eyes
37. Backstrap
38. Exercise
39. Pens
40. Road Trips
41. Serenity
42. Peace
43. Puffy Clouds
44. Doctors
45. Medicine
46. Karma
47. Ant Lions
48. Homemade Bread
49. Dirt
50. Nail Polish

51. Internet
52. Facebook
53. Word Press
54. Jewelry
55. Spirituality
56. Country Roads
57. Good People
58. French Toast
59. Fried Eggs
60. Juevos Rancheros
61. Hot Peppers
62. Camp Fires
63. Generosity
64. Parks
65. Bacon!
66. Central Air & Heat
67. Tamales
68. Rain
69. Sound of Rain on Tin Roof
70. Babies
71. Flushing Toilets
72. Backpacks
73. Butter
74. Corn Bread
75. Honey

76. Dry Socks
77. Organ Trasnplants
78. Fishing Poles
79. Sunglasses
80. Sunscreen
81. Fresh Water
82. Salt Water
83. Peanut Butter
84. Grape Jelly
85. 12-Grain Bread
86. Books
87. My Nook App
88. Reading in Bed
89. Nurses
90. Teachers
91. Artists
92. History
93. Sports
94. Leisure Time
95. Sweat
96. Audible Heart Beats
97. Hugs
98. Kisses
99. Q-Tips
100.Sketcher Go-Walks

As I mentioned in this post, there are many blessings in my life and many things I love about life itself. However, these things are only given to us to in order to survive this life—to make it bearable. If life only consisted of evil, sin and death, not one person would be able to endure life… and honestly, who would want to? Take a few minutes today to be thankful for all the things in life you are thankful for… no matter how minuscule. It will certainly make you realize how blessed you truly are.

Be photographed!

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Nov

A Present from the Past

Earlier this year in July, my 71-year-old Aunt Marie passed away. Three months later in October, we had our annual family reunion. I was surprised with a gift that Aunt Marie had wrapped for me prior to her death. This gift, among others, were found when her house was cleaned out. There were gifts meant to celebrate her loved ones’ anniversaries, birthdays, and even Christmas. My gift, in particular, was because I was named after her… Tammy Marie. For whatever reason, these gifts remained in a closet, unforgotten until they were discovered by her sister.

I waited almost a month to open this present because I wanted to photograph it as I opened it. I expected to open a sweet gift from a sweet aunt—an aunt who regularly sent me birthday cards into my 40s. I thought it was the neatest thing to have the opportunity to open an unexpected gift from someone after they had passed away. I anticipated a moment to feel a tangible love from someone who had already passed away.

This is very difficult to explain, but my hopes of a sweet memory were crushed before I even unwrapped the gift. I almost wish I had never opened it. It would have been easier to have just left it wrapped only to imagine what may be inside. It would have been less painful too.

Inside the spiritual note card, I deciphered irony and contradiction in my aunt’s writing. While the card began and ended with kind words, the words in the middle stung my eyes and reopened childhood wounds. My aunt made hateful references to my own mother’s mental illness, yet it was evident to me that she was experiencing the same. These were words she never would have uttered in her right frame of mind. It hurt my heart to read them, but at the same time I recognized an illness that had reared its ugly head many times during my own youth.

While the words are very hurtful, I know they are the words spoken from a disease and not from the sweet aunt I remember. If I was not familiar with mental illness, I would blame her… even in her death. But, I am not mad at her for making these statements or calling my mother these names. I recognize it for it is—a sickness.

Sadly, one in four adults suffer from a mental disease in any given year. (Ironically, I received this gift about a week after World Mental Health Day.) Because of the stigma, many refuse to seek medical help. As in my mother’s case, many can’t even recognize that they need medical help. If you or someone you know might be experiencing mental illness, seek medical advice. Support an organization who helps support people with mental illnesses. Do something to bring awareness to this illness. People shouldn’t have to suffer inside their own minds. Together, we can remove the stigma.

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Nov

Tips for Family Portraits

It’s that time of year again and families all over the United States are getting ready for their annual family portrait. It’s also the time of year where moms all over the United States are in a panic. They’re worried about how to dress the family so that the portrait looks presentable. If you’d like tips for choosing everyone’s outfit, read this blog post from last year. In the mean time, here are five additional tips for creating beautiful, stunning images of your family!

DO NOT dress in all white. Nothing says 1992 more than an entire family dressed in white shirts and blouses. I know, I know. It’s easy for everyone to show up wearing white and it’s a lot less stressful (at least until someone gets bar-b-q sauce on their shirt). BUT, it’s not very pretty. Be modern, be stylish! Coordinate colors without matching! (Bonus: Please avoid cliché poses! No crazy ideas about holding hands and jumping in the air!)

If one (or all) of the kids start to get figgity, please just try to ignore it. More often than not, when you try to correct the behavior, it only exacerbates the problem. If the kids are the only ones in the image, instead of yelling at them from behind the photographer’s back, just turn away and try to focus on something else for a few minutes. If your photographer needs your help, they’ll ask for parental intervention.

Despite the urge, try to refrain from telling anyone in the image how to pose. Trust your photographer to pose each person in the image in the most flattering way.

Don’t ask your kids to practice their smile before the session. Usually when a child has been coached to smile on picture day, their smiles appear forced and look awkward. Trust your photographer to get a genuine smile out of you and your youngsters (and avoid saying “cheese” during the family session)!

The last bit of advice is so simple, it hurts. Relax.

Until next time, be positive, happy, and healthy, and don’t forget to be photographed.

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Oct

Happy Birthday(s)!

I find the short string of birthdays that ends today a coincidental blessing. October 23 was my brother’s 40th birthday; yesterday, the 24th, would have been my grandfather’s 108th birthday; and today marks the 68th year of my fabulous father’s life! I find it fascinating that three Blalock men have birthdays one after the other as if it had been deliberately planned. And, these sequenced dates have always made them easier for me to remember.

Happy birthday(s)!!

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Aug

Dad and His Dozer

Family history says that Dad started his dozer operating days at the 27,000-acre 74 Ranch in the very early-70s. I remember the first bulldozer my dad owned. In the 70’s and already 20 years old, it was a 1950’s model Cat D2… if you’re not familiar with the D’s, it’s the way Caterpillar® sizes and names their models. Ever since then, I remember my dad has moved the earth with a dozer.

Dad raised his family with a dozer. He’d often leave the house about the same time we caught the bus (6:30am… aah the joys of being a country kid!) and didn’t return home until after dark. After he’d eaten dinner, he’d retreat to his shop for another couple of hours to work on his equipment. Rarely did he sit in front of the TV. In the winter, he’d often have a surprise in the pockets of his overalls. He’d bring home a bunny rabbit or baby bird for us to raise. He wouldn’t just show us the new pet… he’d make us reach blindly into his pockets and guess what it was. Thank God he never unearthed the home of an alligator! He always had grit under his fingernails which he’d clean with his pocket knife and always smelled of diesel and axle grease. He came home with dirty clothes. He worked hard every single day… weekends included. Work. Work. Work. He was/is a good dad!

During my childhood and through high school, our family faced many difficult obstacles and challenges… some life changing. However, I don’t want to go into that now; that’s not what this post is about. This post is about my Dad’s strength, tenacity and love and the consistency at which he shared these things with us. He wavered not once. When everything we knew suddenly changed, it was Dad who kept us grounded. When we were packed up and moved in the middle of the night, it was Dad who showed up to take us home. When we felt unsafe or unsure, Dad guarded us. When things fell apart, it was him who put it all back together. It was Dad who worked for 18 years to keep our family together despite the barriers… despite the complications. Dad’s love was steady throughout my entire life.

As tumultuous as our life ever was, it was really Dad and his dozer that kept us grounded. (He’s added a few Ds since those early days. Here’s Dad with one of his D7s.) He agreed to participate in this light painting portrait when I got the idea to document his strength, tenacity and love. I wanted the portrait of him to be dramatic and implicate strength and conviction. I wanted this portrait to be a testament of his steadfast maturity, experiences and confidence. I got him to sit through a total of four 30-second exposures before he’d had enough. Ironically, we captured the best image on the first take. Don’t ever forget to be photographed!

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Aug

Back to School (for me too!)

Many children are going back to school today and they are not alone. So am I. To Duke University. For free.

This isn’t a joke. I’ve enrolled in two classes through coursera.org: Think Again: How to Reason and Argue from Duke University and Creativity, Innovation, and Change from Pennsylvania State University. There’s no charge to attend the online class, but you don’t actually receive college credits either. If you successfully finish the course with a passing grade, you receive a certificate.

I’m constantly looking for ways to grow my photography business, expand my knowledge and be better prepared for whatever life has to offer me. I am hoping that these two classes will do all three things. I believe my speaking skills have always been inefficient. It’s never been a problem for me to express myself in the written sense, but ask me to say out loud the same thing and my tongue loses its way. I fumble for words; I can hear them in my head, but they just never come out the way they’re supposed to. I have a really hard time expressing myself in a verbal manner. I’m hoping the class on reasoning and arguing will help me in this regard. I’m hoping the class on creativity will help me to see things differently… to think outside the box so-to-speak. This will help my photography be different… not just different spins or near copies of other photographers’ work, but actually different.

Here’s to going back to school!

What post is any good without pictures? None. Here’s a few more pictures of my summer trip to New York City. Until next time, be positive, happy, and healthy, and don’t forget to be photographed.

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Aug

It’s My Party and I’ll Cry If I Want To

My birthday is today! I was born in 1969 so that makes me 44 today! My birthday is always a bittersweet day for me… at least it has been since turning 39… but NOT why you think. I’d like to share a little family history with you.

On one hand, I love all the love I receive and especially the gifts. I love presents! I don’t know why, but I suspect it’s because we didn’t get many presents growing up. And, the presents we did get were usually something we needed… like socks, underwear or shoes. However, I do remember turning 13 and getting the most fabulous boom box on the planet. It was big, shiny, loud, and portable. My parents couldn’t afford to buy it outright so they put it on their charge account at Western Auto. I would sit and listen to the radio for hours waiting for my favorite songs to play so I could record them on the cassette tape. Little Red Corvette, Hair of the Dog, Thriller, and I Love Rock ‘N Roll come to mind as my most favorite songs of the time. I loved this boom box so much that when the belt broke that turned the cassette to make it play, I tore it apart and figured out that I could replace the small belt with a rubber band. But, it had to be just the right size. If it was too loose or too tight, the songs didn’t replay at the right tempo and were hardly recognizable. The rubber bands never lasted for more than a week or two, so I was constantly disassembling my boom box to make it play for just a week at a time. I eventually reached a point in my life when carrying around an eight-pound boom box no longer made sense… that was when I got my driver’s license. Then, it made more sense to adapt some unused home stereo speakers to work with the stereo in my orange Toyota truck. They were loud and I had discovered Midnight Star’s No Parking on the Dance Floor!

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On the other hand, the part of my birthday that I always dread is extreme guilt from living life longer than my mother. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not about to do anything drastic and I do have plans to live to 100. You see though, my mother passed away when she was just 39-years-and-three-months old… to the day. Can you even understand how incredibly young that is? Thirty-nine! It boggles my mind and saddens my heart to think that I have surpassed my own mother’s life. I have made more memories, experienced more happiness, faced more challenges, and received more love from family and friends simply because I have lived longer. That makes me feel guilty. She never had the opportunity to meet her grandchildren or spend time with the families that her children have created. She never baked them bread, took them hot rodding, or taught them perfect hospital corners when making their beds.

So, yes I am very thankful that I have survived another year and not left my own children motherless. I have been blessed beyond belief in my life. I am grateful. I am also extremely hopeful that I will one day get to meet my grandchildren, take them hot rodding and teach them to make perfect hospital corners. (The baking part probably isn’t ever happening.) I cherish both the memories I have made and the ones still in store. I look forward to growing old and becoming a grandma. I wished my mother could have done the same. I also wish life was just as clear at 14 as it is at 44.

Until next time, be positive, happy, and healthy, and don’t forget to be photographed.

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Aug

The Importance of Girlfriendships!

Girlfriendships are special! From the time you start kindergarten, special bonds are formed. For reasons unknown, you favor and gravitate toward certain people. For three months, Andrea may be your best friend. Then, Lilly invites you over and the two of you spend all night giggling. Suddenly, Lilly is your new best friend. Lilly moves away and your quest for a new girlfriendship begins! Over the years, these girlfriendships change and evolve like ocean waves crashing on the shoreline. In calmer waters, some waves fizzle and fade or reach the shore lacking such fanfare that they are hardly noticed. Other waves reach high into the sky and then crash hard briefly disrupting the sand.

Girlfriendships are brought into your life for a purpose. You will gain something valuable from each. Each will have meaning and importance! Even if you’re unaware, these girlfriendships help you tackle and survive life. Girlfriendships are special gifts meant to provide trust, meaning, support, laughter, or sanity just when you need it. These are like no other relationship you’ll experience. Each is unique with its own set of benefits or challenges. Every single girlfriendship that you will have in your life, no matter how brief or seemingly insignificant, will serve a purpose. It will help you (or her) weather a specific obstacle or hardship. Some will last a lifetime; some will be so brief that you can’t even recall. But, all will be a blessing!

I’m thankful for all my girlfriendships! Until next time, be positive, be happy, be healthy, and don’t forget to be photographed.

P.S. I believe I coined the term “girlfriendship” all by myself. Google returned NO HITS! 🙂

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Hi, I’m Tammy.
I'm a San Antonio-based wedding photographer for outdoor-loving couples who value real moments.

I am a San Antonio-based wedding photographer and I am absolutely in love with capturing the kinds of weddings where there are more hugs than handshakes, the dance floor rumbles all night long, and chairs are pretty much rendered useless after dinner. Whiskey bottles are passed around, most of the wedding party has been best-best friends since kindergarten, Grams is likely to lose her shoes and your partner is much more emotional than you are. These kinds of weddings are my jam!

Since 2010, I have excelled in helping each of my couples plan for one of the very best days of their lives! I’d love to share my very personalized wedding experience, my super-human organizational abilities, and my U. S. Army combat skills (when needed) with you too.

I want your wedding day to be as perfect as you do! I am all in with my whole heart!