Summer instead of fall, let me explain

Summer Family Portrait Event

reserve session:


I was born in the fall, so it comes into a close second to Spring for me.  I am not going to waste your time, so here the photography season goes:


Consumers think that this is an awful time to have photographs done.

Why,  its awesome!

  •      Cloudy weather makes amazingly stunning images
  •      This southern weather is actually doable compared to many other states
  •      The graphics of trees with no leaves can be stunning in the background
  •      The sun sets at a slightly different direction, the tone is unique to other seasons
  •      Your photographer is not wore out, but is revived after a rest



No offense, but your intentions are not being followed through.  I hear all the time, ” I want to have my family photographed in the spring”, but then it turns into fall!

No need to explain why spring shoots have such a great feel,  well I’ll give you a few:

  • The green foliage is a different color than any other time of the year.
  • no chiggers, bugs or mosquitos



I KNOW it seems busy with your weird schedule, but  there are also sunsets that end at 8:20 pm and cool mornings prior to 9:00am.

The real story,  customers begin thinking about their Holiday Cards when they are hauling boxes of decorations out of their attic and or eating turkey.  Last year I decided to have a photo taken of my family in the summer and when I used it on my card of us standing in front of our bikes on Coronado Island, it was so refreshing.

I am encouraging you to take advantage of our summer portrait event!  If you are at the beach or Disney World, and decide to hire a photographer in the area, that is a great option for your catalog of memories and social media, but I am fairly certain that you will not be hanging that in your dining room.

  • Take advantage of having a few months of a different schedule
  • Consider having me meet you in a special location that means a lot to you and your kids
  • Plan an evening of it, after the shoot take the kids to dinner as you are all dressed up
  • Let our stylist help you with your outfits, as Amy will be helping you with overall feel and location if needed.
  • Pull some inspiration from Pinterest and while doing so, imagine your family in an image that moves you,  visualize it hanging as an impact piece in your home.
  • One last thing, take advantage that I am in town all summer.  Launching our oldest to another country in the fall has planted us here for summer 2018.



  • everyone is doing it
  • limited time and creativity due to sheer volume
  • expecting me to create a masterpiece so that it can live on a card and then be thrown away, makes me not love my job.

Thanks for your time…amy carper

reserve session:






My gut was hit with something harder than a feeling, it was a sickness.  On day 14, I decided that my microbes had adjusted to Mongolia and chose to eat fresh cabbage, tomatoes and cucumbers.  My body was craving green, but my gut felt otherwise, I was green instead.

Leaving for the Gobi desert that morning, the rain had cleared and I was blessed with a sun rise that let me know that everything was going to be ok.  Traveled by plane back to Ulaanbaatar and crashed in a cushy hotel, ordering broth that tasted like love was sprinkled in it.   I begged that this would be under control by the time my taxi arrived to take me home.

My tummy decided to cooperate and my journey home was peaceful, calm and restful.  Once I hit Chicago and boarded my plane to Little Rock, I started visualizing my kids and Chris.  Knowing that I could smell their scent, touch, hug, kiss and snuggle with them.  I had missed “touch”.  I had experienced heightened sensations due to a new place that my eyes had never seen, smells that were foreign to my American senses and people who I learned to communicate with using my hands, as very little english was spoken.  The Buddhist monks and their work that I was on assignment for, hugged by touching foreheads.  Our days together would be filled with food and learning about their lives and beliefs, as well as many, many laughs.  They are so joyful,  it is difficult to not be affected with their contagious flow of energy.

IMG_4734 copy

Its true, whether you have experienced it or not, it is real.  You can deny that it exists, or that the ENERGY of another human does not effect you, but it does.  I am not here to prove this with science, philosophy or spirituality, only to share with you my human experience with it.  It opened my eyes to how as a Westerner, even as I would consider myself open minded, I was still surprised how real it was.  It was not a sensational moment that you will read me writing about, it was still and soft.  I began to be more aware, of everything!  I began to notice how I was being so very present without being conscious of it.  Whatever I was doing, whether it was shooting a ceremony, eating with my colleagues or resting in my room.


The present could be described as this:

-not thinking about the next day or the future

-not having racing thoughts

-not having anxiety, at all

-seeing people’s needs quicker

-noticing that meetings were coordinated spontaneously, accomplishing more than if we had prepared for it

-all parties, being open and a true desire to hear and understand one another

-no overwhelming feelings when the plan seemed uncertain




Now, that I am home, I will share in my next post my real life challenges to remain in the  present, but still live as a wife, mother, friend and business owner.  Remember, that I am about real life, so I will commit to share the struggle, as one does exist.



On a Divine Assignment: My Mongolia Experience- post 1

LeIMG_4664aving  Little Rock,  I was emotionally, mentally and logistically ready to go.  There were moments in the process leading up to boarding the plane that I had wells of joy spring up as well as moments of uncertainty on what to expect.

Korean Air was amazing, on time, friendly and large beautiful planes.  An interesting note, was that as Americans we drink way more water than other nations, so after asking my flight attendants for the sixth time for a bottle of water, she was a bit frustrated with me, as well as the woman  I was sitting with.


Monk, Lama Tenzin

We were greeted with top-level security and a monk named Lama Tenzin   (he will be a main character in this amazing journey) .  An oxymoron,  needing security for those who are for peace.   Lama Tenzin was our protector and friend, I know that I will work more with him in the future,  supporting his mission to save little girls and educate them in India (more about that later).   Actually,  the governmental escorts and security while I was in Ulaanbaatar was due to the election,  that happened days before my arrival.  The “peoples leader” was elected,  preceding a president that had ruled since the 90’s when Mongolia became a free democracy.    The newly elected President was a student of the man who was hosting me, The Oracle of The Dalai Lama,  Ven. Thupten Ngodup, who goes by Kuten la. ( in layman terms,  he is The Dalai Lama’s wise man).


Susan and I arriving after 32 hours of travel.

The young , vibrant newly elected President, Khaltmaagiin Battulga, supports religious freedom and aspires to continue peace, integrity and allowing the people of Mongolia to have a voice.  Therefore, my arrival came at a very exciting and celebratory time in the history of Mongolia. Capturing this on film/digital/video,  my images and recordings would be apart of the transitioning history of Mongolia as a country.  Such an opportunity that I became passionate about.



The newly elected President with Kuten la

The new president owned the hotel where we all stayed and the new President resides in his home behind our hotel, as his palace was being renovated.  Knowing that the floor where I slept was directly below 15 monks, Lamas and other dedicated souls praying and meditating for our world was unbelievable.  Their dedication, determination and commitment to love was felt through the walls.  Kuten la,  would spend the next week being available to blessing and prayer for those in need.  People drove from all over the country to go to the 12th floor of our hotel just to be heard and loved.  So, needless to say, I was able to be in this sacred place, photographing his journey to Mongolia.  It’s hard to describe what witnessing this was like.  I can just say that I was grateful to be witnessing such a beautiful encounter of humans.


  • IMG_9604

    Kuten la

    My invitation here to Mongolia is kind of long story, but the story revolves around the very revered man Kuten la which he is the Dalai Lama’s  “main-man” and lives in Nechung Monastery in India.  He is the Dalai Lama’s wisdom counselor and mystic.  Facilitating peace projects around the world.  I was introduced into this project by one of the most enlightened woman I have ever met, Rev. Susan Smith of Little Rock, Arkansas and her mission is so big yet so simple……love everyone.  Her desire for understanding and respect between different religions across the world is what sprouted the Inter Faith Center in Little Rock.  The motivation for this “seemingly impossible” and whoo-hoo idea has taken on a form of its own and now these projects are actually coming to fruition.  I am honored to have been invited to capture this very momentous time, especially since you have probably not heard about it on the news or in the media. You can follow my blog, as I am flying home now and will be sharing more about my journey,  with hope that it will bring you hope for our world.


Rev. Susan Smith

My Joy

Reading about where joy comes from, was where I was led to this week.  After too many sad stories of broken dreams, hatred, cutting lives short.  I became overwhelmed with sadness.

I remembered a book that I had fallen in love with a couple of years back, “One Thousand Gifts”, by Ann Voskamp.  She wrote about the true meaning of Joy, what it means and specifically where and when it decides to emerge.

Ann, in her own unique use of words says:

“Fullness of joy is only discovered in the emptying of will.  I hadn’t known that joy meant dying.  All these years, these angers, these hardening, this desire to control, I had thought I had to snap the hand closed to shield joy’s fragile flame from the blasts.  In the storm of struggles, I had tried to control the elements, clasp the fist tight so as to protect self and happiness.  But palms curled in to protective fists fill with darkness.  I feel that sharply, even in this…and this realization in all its full emptiness: My own wild desire to protect my joy at all costs is the exact force that kills my joy”.

This hit me hard, as it was truth in my life.

I do not have control of how much joy I feel, but I can do two things that instantly evoke it in me:  dancing to music that I love and being around kids.  You are the lucky one that there is not a dance video of me attached, but I am fairly sure that it would bring you a laugh.  I do want to share an image that shows my joy, it is my sweet client Penelope sitting with me in the middle of the shoot when everyone needed a small breather, so her brother asked if he could take my picture.  If you know me really well, you will know that this is something that is hard for me.  I am really uncomfortable in front of the camera, I will be working on this at some point in my life, but it wasn’t going to be that day.  Joseph, the brother was maybe six years old, my camera was on a tripod, what could it hurt?  All of the reasons I have liability insurance, Joseph snapped away and Penelope wanted to sit with me.  Joy, there it is, unbridled joy.



Then the magic happened at the farm… Day 2

We were all getting warmed up, there was a slight crisp in the air and Ellianna (our model) was finding her center.  The sun burned through a few clouds as the head piece was placed,  the wind blew and I entered the ZONE.  This is where I really am completely unaware of anything around me and I become 100% dialed into the moment.  Tweaking angles and directing feelings, I am quiet, then a few random shrieks come out of me, from the depths of where pure joy lives, and people around laugh.  This is when I know that beauty is being created, with micro-intensity, I want to make sure that the reader sees what I am witnessing.

    073_K175_Styled Shoot at Allens070_K175_Styled Shoot at Allens080_K175_Styled Shoot at Allens

071_K175_Styled Shoot at Allens

068_K175_Styled Shoot at Allens088_K175_Styled Shoot at Allens

082_K175_Styled Shoot at Allens  091_K175_Styled Shoot at Allens

After this concept, we took a break and our next setting was with Sam the lamb, I was most excited about this.  I will post those in the next few days.

Here is the creative team:  James Sumpter with P. Allens Moss Mountain Farm/ Tanarah Luxe Floral/ Rachel Haynes Events/ Proposals/ The Bridal Cottage/Sweet Love Bakery/ Kakki Jones hair and make-up.

All are at peace

2013-03-19 11.52.23 Today is a really special day, there is no major agenda or event happening, but each of the seven people who our living in this casa are peaceful.  I will not expect it to last all day or even for another second, but for this moment, I will recognize it.

As in any family, there will be one person that is happy and at peace when there may be someone else that is in angst and conflict.  This can be very difficult to not let that apprehension seep over  to everyone.  So, we have a tongue in cheek phrase, called a “force field”.  The kids understand this and often use it amidst themselves.

Today, so far no force fields have had to be used and it is beautiful!  I will breathe it in and treasure it.

As we are retreating to the home my parents always dreamed of building, in    N. New Mexico.  It is a piece of art and how grateful I am to be here with them as we teach, learn and inspire each other.2013-03-19 12.01.31

2013-03-19 12.02.05

2013-03-19 12.00.53

2013-03-19 11.55.542013-03-19 12.05.00

Blog at

%d bloggers like this: