Captain & Mrs Jonathan Algor

July 2, 2006  |  Wedding

Jonathan & Monica met five or so years ago on a blind date, yesterday they were married on the same grounds where they met – West Point at the United States Military Academy.

It was wonderful hearing the story, seeing them laugh about it, being invited into the fold.


I was lost in a sea of uniforms, beautiful bridesmaids and proud parents. The love and happiness of the day only made my job easier.

Brave men in uniforms, and even braver women that stand by their man as they go off to where ever it is they are sent, to do what it is that they are told to do.

Jonathan is one of those brave men, and Monica is truly one of those brave women.

I love shooting at West Point. There is always this feeling I get when I am there…duty, honor, country. Makes one think. Thank you Jonathan, Mark, Mike, Matt, Justin, and the rest who I have not named for doing what you love, thank you.

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ROAR!!!

June 30, 2006  |  Fun


Went to see the Lion King on at the Minskoff Theatre. Well I didn’t start off going to see the Lion King I was actually headed to see The History Boys with my English mates, who by the way had to threaten my life to actually make me commit to closing up shop for the day to go to the theatre, but unfortunately my babysitter bailed on me.

But no fear! I had a backup plan! I would drive to Queens and drop my daughter off with my Mom! YAY!!!

The only part of that plan that didn’t work was the traffic. I couldn’t get out of Manhattan into Queens. After trying for two hours I finally pulled the car over to use my cell phone when I realized I was sitting directly under this huge sign for the Lion King.


I jumped out, got tickets and the night was saved, sort of. I was a bit disappointed that I wouldn’t be seeing the History Boys and not exactly thrilled to see the Lion King, but I had promised and it was so much better than sitting in traffic on the LIE.

We sat dead center in the eighth row from the stage, I think I was more excited than my daughter! I was in awe when the curtain went up. So colorful. The air seemed filled with joy & happiness. I was hooked.

It was nothing short of spectacular. At first I wasn’t too sure whose jaw was dropped further – hers or mine!

We saw Kissy Simmons as Nala and Josh Tower as Simba. WOW! What chemistry! They were a joy to watch.

Throughout the show, I felt that rush of excitement you feel when you are eight and going to the circus for the first time. I think a lot had to do with the fact that I was sitting next to my very favorite person in the whole world.

If you get the chance go see The Lion King it truly will bring back the kid in you.

Just a note, the images are not mine. They do not allow photography in the theatre and I respect that.

She sang the whole way home, and I smiled, proudly at every note whether it was in or out of tune.

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Dan & Cara

June 25, 2006  |  Wedding

Yesterday I spent the day with Dan & Cara photographing their wedding. Cara’s Mom, Valerie served as Matron of honor. Cara was calm, cool and collected while Valerie was quite nervous and a bit frazzled. A warm close knit family who made me feel comfortable as soon as I walked in the door.

By the reception all the nerves had calmed and Valerie & Tom were kicking up the dance floor right along with Cara & Dan.

July 28, 2006 Edited to add:

I received this today and was truly touched:

Dear Catherine,

We just want to extend our heartfelt thanks to you and Al for your assistance and support at Cara and Dan’s wedding. We haven’t seen the photographs yet, but we know they’ll be a reflection of your genuine warmth, professionalism, creativity and attention to detail. Your business card should not just say wedding photographer, because you are so much more than that. You’re a surrogate mother of the bride, an instant seamstress, a psychologist, a locator of lost corsages, a calming influence on everyone, and a wedding planner who keeps events flowing efficiently but unobtrusively. While you’re doing all that you somehow manage to keep your lens wide open for opportunities and we can’t wait to see your artistry. We thank you for making yourself an intimate friend for a day while giving us memories for a lifetime. We always expected a wedding photographer would provide us with a way to enjoy the wedding after it was over, but never anticipated the unique way you added to it while it was going on. You made a special day even more special by being who you are, and we thank you for that. The photographs will be a bonus.

Thank you
Valerie

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Lisa and her Officer & a gentleman

June 21, 2006  |  Wedding

GO ARMY!!! Did I just say that?? I have always been a bit partial to the Navy. Maybe it’s the uniform or the water, there is something to be said about a man & the sea. But, one can always be swayed. I just got back from West Point. It is truly a glorious oasis in New York State. It seems as if it is it’s own little world. A peaceful place on the Hudson River with endless history and gorgeous vistas.

I was lucky enough to do an engagement session for Lisa & Kevin. Kevin is a Captian in the Army, and I cannot thank him enough for his selflessness.

Lisa, is a gorgeous person through and through. Lisa & Kevin strike the perfect balance. I am truly looking forward to photographing their wedding day.

Go ARMY??!!! Well just until December ;o)

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happy father’s day

June 19, 2006  |  Fun

It has been a busy weekend. Father’s day has come and gone , school is coming to an end and summer is under way! I can remember barbequing with my family and begging them to open the pool on Father’s day, with my Dad laughing instead of a firm yes or no.

I don’t think he ever truly said no. He smiled a lot. Laughed a bit. And always let you know that he was there, never too far away. He was always proud, even at the littlest things. I would spend hours watching him paint or build something.

I will never forget the day he built me a dollhouse. I think he was tired of barbie taking out the living room. I would get lost in that house for hours, my mom would actually have to come looking for me.

He hummed when he worked, when he was happy. He would dance in the kitchen with my Mom, she would laugh like a school girl. He has filled my life with wonderful warm memories and has shared his knowledge with me. I am blessed and very lucky.

So, to all of you fathers out there, whether you are brand new or an old hand at it, may every day be an adventure and may your child put a smile on your face each day, even if you are the one who has to clean up the mess.

For my Dad, I hope you are smiling, happy father’s day!

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oh what a beautiful morning…

June 10, 2006  |  Wedding

I normally do not single out my brides and write about them, because every single one is just as important to me as the other BUT I have to talk about Erin.


I first heard from her yesterday morning. The morning of her wedding. Seems she was in a bind, her original photographer had an unfortunate run of bad luck and wouldn’t be able to shoot her wedding that day. At the time the phone rang I was in jeans and a ratty t shirt, mopping my floors and actually enjoying it for a change. I decided to go get myself in gear and out the door as soon as humanly possible to see if I could help.

Erin and I met because of her friend Tammy, who works for Dr. Rossi, my optometrist who did my annual (even though I was 2 years late) checkup. Tammy and I were talking about weddings and I gave her my card.

Erin is a gorgeous individual inside & out and what was supposed to be a well planned day went south on her in so many ways. First her hotel overbooked, then it was her photographer & the videographer. What next, you ask! I have learned, from yesterday, not to ask that question.

We met about 6 hours before her ceremony. In my rush to get to Erin I had forgotten to eat or pack my extra cards. I had20 gigs and figured that would be more than enough. After we started shooting, it was a breeze from there! I figured all her worries were over. Well at least I thought it would be.

We decided to photograph part of her prewedding at the reception site – the Beckwith Pointe. Beckwith Pointe has a wonderful jetty that goes out into the Long Island Sound. I was excited since the day seemed prefect, cloudy with blue shies, even though rain had been forecasted.

I met the new video guy, who was an absolute sweetheart when I arrived. Together we waited for Erin, her bridesmaids and her parents to make the 5 mintue ride from the hotel. We waited. And waited. Thirty or so minutes later Erin & company pulled up in her limo. The limo had tremdous car trouble and was leaking oil! The limo made it to the venue but it pretty much died there BUT she held it all together.

It seems funny now, even though that wasn’t the last of it and I applaud Erin & Gary for hanging in there and going on happily with the day even though it did seem like there was a dark cloud looming at times.

So for all of her woes, her troubles, keeping her spirits up and especially for placing her trust in me the way she did, she deserves special accolades.

So cheers to Erin and to Gary – may your lives together always be an adventure, good or bad, as long as you have each other you will ALWAYS come out winners.

Ok, ok I will now take the time to write about all my brides from now on.

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Here comes the bride!!!!

June 4, 2006  |  Wedding


Ahhhh June!!! June has always been equated with brides for me. When I was little I would sit for hours and stare at the cover of this LP album my parents owned. Ok, stop laughing. On the cover were twelve boxes, each box was dedicated to a month and in each box was the a picture of a woman dressed in some outfit to represent the month.

Well June had a bride. So for me June will always bring about pictures of women in wonderful white dresses carrying flowers.

So I dedicate this post to all of my “June” brides, whether you were married in June or not! May all your days be as happy as your wedding day!

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"It’s my party…"

May 14, 2006  |  Fun

I threw a party yesterday. Actually it was more like a mini wedding. Did I go overboard? Well, yes! What started out as a small get together for a little girl turned into a tented event with a band, 6 cases of Chianti, tons of Italian bread and lots of laughs.


We had a great band, Doug Ferony, http://dougferony.com/ , who was amazing,
a stage that could have doubled for the deck of the Titanic as it was sinking, a magician with two doves, family, friends and even a dog or two.

As the forecast for rain went from possible chance of showers to 90% chance of downpours, the tent got bigger.

The energy that went into the setup – in the rain – was incredible. I think I didn’t sleep for 3 days! I cannot thank everyone enough for the time & energy they gave me, I am deeply grateful – you know who you all are.

I must admit, that it was enjoyable. She smiled through out the day, and FINALLY around 10pm admitted she was exhausted and needed her feet rubbed. The lack of sleep was something that I don’t miss, but for her I would do it all again.

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VH1, me & 15 minutes of fame…

April 25, 2006  |  Hoopla!


Last week I received a phone call from VH1.

They are currently putting together a new show called My Fabulous Wedding. It is a reality show of sorts. We spoke for a while. Wow, me, on VH1, imagine that! Mom break out the VCR!!! My Mom doesn’t have TiVo, she doesn’t even have cable come to think of it. Nevermind Mom.

The prospect of being involved with a television project was absolutely thrilling. It sounded exciting. So I spoke with one of my August couples about the possibility of appearing on the show. We went back and forth for a bit but in the end the groom decided he didn’t want the cameras, lights & all the extra action. I can understand that, so I passed on the opportunity, thanking them graciously for calling me.

After hanging up I realized how I enjoy the private time I spend with the Bride & Groom snapping away. When I am making them laugh or even sharing a tear. I enjoy, for at least this moment, being the third wheel. Yes, I am lucky and I get my 15 minutes of fame everytime I step behind the camera at a wedding.

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chocolate, eggs & lamb, oh my!!

April 16, 2006  |  Fun

I really don’t eat eggs and unfortunately I can’t eat chocolate, but I really don’t like lamb.

I remember as a kid every Easter my Mom would serve a leg of lamb. I always question any kind of meat you need to put mint jelly on to eat and what is mint jelly anyway?? I mean seriously, jelly is for toast and crackers or cookies and plain bread with peanut butter or cashew butter for those who are allergic to peanuts. But mint jelly??

I never will understand it, but where was I? Oh! Lamb. It was years later, I mean many years later when I was preparing Easter Sunday dinner for my family when my Mom finally found out the truth.
“Mom, what do you think we should serve for dinner Sunday?”
“Make a leg of lamb, everyone loves leg of lamb.”

Now, I just need to let you in on a little secret, at this point we hadn’t had lamb for about oh, 10, possibly 12 years.

“Mom, the only one who loves leg of lamb is the lamb who used it to walk.”
“Catherine, you love lamb.”
“No Mom, I don’t. Never did. Can’t eat meat you need to add jelly to. Why mint anyway? How about orange marmalade or even blueberry?”
“Mint is nice, it just goes with lamb.”
“Mom, mints are nice and jelly doesn’t go with lamb.”

We colored eggs and made Easter baskets, never did believe in that whole Easter bunny thing. I could never understand why Santa could give away presents but the Easter bunny only gave away eggs.

I think it may have been my introduction to lamb that destroyed it for me – Catherine this is Ms. Lamb and Mr. Mint Jelly.

I do cook lamb ribs, at least I think they are ribs, well they are small and I coat them with a Moroccan rub that smells completely divine, but I still won’t eat them.

It was, as always a peaceful holiday. Mass with the Pope topped off by dinner with the family. At this time every year a take a moment to reflect on what has passed, and will never be again. What is on the horizon and what I can do to make this world a better place.

By the way, we didn’t have lamb.

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hmmm, what color should it be??

April 15, 2006  |  Fun

I painted the bathroom today. I am so proud of myself, this is not something that I would usually do. This is a big project for me, even though the room is 6’x4′.

I went to the paint store last Wednesday. I went alone. I needed time to discover that right color. I stood there for an hour staring and comparing. Holding up the little cards to that special light they provide which really isn’t special at all.

Yes, I took a full hour before I made my decision. The clerk asked twice if he could help me, I just smiled and thanked him knowing this was something I had to do best offshore merchant account myself.

I took my choice to the counter and voila! White! Not only white but the same exact white that has been on the wall for the last 7 years. I’m good.

Now, what color should I paint the bedroom??

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Crazy Whybanannas

April 13, 2006  |  Fun

I have two. One big, one little. When you own a whybananna you have to lock your garbage, hide the mail and keep the bathroom door shut at all times unless you want an endless trail of toilet paper coming off of the roll and wrapped around every piece of furniture in the house. I am still amazed how they pull it off the roll without ripping it.

What is a Whybananna you ask? Well it is a dog. To be exact, it is a Weimaraner. The name ‘whybananna’ evolved over a long distance phone call with a slightly inebriated English man and a very bad New York accent.

Sophia Rufus, my almost 4 year old, is, I am convinced, part human. There are days when she primps and preps to go out in front of the mirror longer than I do! And sometimes it actually shows.

Georgia Pink, the newest addition, is 8 months old and so very different from the regal Sophia. George, as we lovingly call her, is a tomboy.

They get along like siblings, ripping each other apart when time calls for it but fiercely protective should the neighbor’s cat come calling. An occasional growl, a nip in the rear to show who is boss, no I am not the one doing the nipping, is all part of the day.

Together they are trouble. They have successfully shredded the covers off of 6 different dog beds, 2 pillows and one plush Snoopy doll, may it rest in peace.

But they are a joy and lately they are the only ones who will sit still for me when I want to take a few test shots since everyone else in the house is pretty much pictured out.

Sophia reminds me of royalty. She sits perfectly, feet together, back straight, head held high in the air. She sits and waits. Waits for a very long time if necessary except if someone rings the bell, then all bets are off.

George on the other hand is lanky and unpolished. When George sits it normally involves a bit of a sit, then the feet slide out in front of her and before you know it she is crawling on her belly to get just that much closer. George is a sneak. As much of a sneak as George is, Sophia is no angel. But I love them just as they are.

The other day my joys stole my new Motorola Walk about, complete with the headset. I found the walk about lying on the floor, unscathed and couldn’t image how it had gotten there until I found the headset or should I say remains of the headset.

It took me well over an hour to figure out what it had been. I knew it was them though, every time I walked past either of them one of their heads would lower, their eyes would turn upward and I swear if they could whistle they would have been doing that too.

Here in my hand was a short wire with a tiny portion of a connector left. I checked every TV cable, computer cord, rechargers (and there are many of them), mobile phone and telephone cord before realizing what it was that I was holding.

George was the first to congratulate me. She came over, tail wagging, as I picked up the walkabout.

After a stern lecture and a look from George as if to say, “hey, it wasn’t my idea!” as Sophia confirmed this by hiding behind the chair, I realized I have way too many wires in my life and that the girls were just attempting to point this out to me.

Thanks ladies, but if either of you touch my MP3 player you’re an orphan!

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What’s on TV? Anyone??

April 11, 2006  |  Fun

Recently my eight year old started talking like some morphed cartoon character, you know the ones with the big heads and the chic outfits that can fly. I have always been a “witch” when it came to what she was viewing and there actually was a time when I would preveiw all of the shows she was going to watch but somewhere I slipped up. When she announced after her eighth birthday that she was ready to drive the car, I decided to shut the TV. Not just for the day but possibly for good. I figured a week would be a good test.

We never really watch much TV and last Monday it seemed like a great idea! And by the following Wednesday it was. Then came Sunday.

Sunday was one of those day, for everyone. I knew it wasn’t going to start well when I had a very early call and I couldn’t find a thing to wear. You know when you walk into your closet and half of what you own ends up on the floor because you either a) haven’t kept your new year’s resolution to get to the gym three times a week or b) the weather is getting warmer and that extra large fisherman’s sweater will make it feel like mid day in the desert. So needless to say I just put one more thing on my very long ‘to-do’ list. By Sunday evening I thought the house was going to cave in, messy closet and all.

Later that evening the conversation went something like this:
“But, but it is Sunday!”
A tissue is passed, “Here, wipe your tears.”
Almost sobbing, “I just don’t understand! Pleeeeeeease! I just need an hour. An hour won’t hurt!”
“No. A deal is a deal.”
“Oh noooooooooooo!!!” More tears and another tissue is passed.
“It will be good for you, it has been good for all of us.”
And then, more sobbing, “Oh, but it’s Sunday and Sunday is a day of rest. And, and I can rest while I watch TV. Oh pleeeeease.”
A hug is exchanged, “There, there, no more

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tears. We can play a game or why not just go to bed early, you sound tired.”
More tears, “I don’t WANT to go to bed. I WANT to watch TV.”
She pulls another tissue out of the box hands it to me and say, “But Mom, it was your idea. No more crying, ok?”

She was right, as small as she is she had me. I didn’t watch TV that night, but I didn’t clean my closet either.

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