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Texas Blue Bonnets…

So Texans have this ritual of taking photos with their state flower :)… well I’ve been approached enough that I’ve now decided to dedicate a day this year to blue bonnet pictures.  So since I’ve decided to do this I had to go find a field full of them that I could use, so yesterday my friend Melanie and I went out and found an awesome spot (so now I’ve got my fingers crossed that the flowers won’t die, won’t get mowed and WILL grow even more!!).  I’m going to do my blue bonnet day on April 24th.  I have a minimal number of sessions available so email me (kendramartinphotography@gmail.com) if you’re interested!  Here’s a few shots from my hopeful location….

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KENDRA
MARTIN

Photography is in my blood and seeking truth is in my soul. Which is a deep way of saying, I’ve loved to take photos for a really long time, y’all. I’d love to share my story with you then listen to yours.

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I was standing on a porch in Highlands last fall, watching the fog roll down over the mountains while a bride got her veil pinned in by her mom. Nobody was rushing. There was coffee going cold on a side table and somebody’s grandfather telling a story in the next room. And I remember thinking: […]

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Some of my favorite photographs from a wedding weekend are taken with everyone in khakis. I’ve been thinking about that lately. After almost twenty years of photographing weddings, I’ve learned that the moments my couples come back to years later are not always the ones you would expect.  The first look matters. The vows matter. […]

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Rachel & Ben were married on an incredible fall weekend in the upstate of South Carolina.  The weekend started out with family and friends celebrating these two at the Greenville Country Club for the rehearsal dinner.  The included hugs, the most beautiful toasts, and Ben grabbing his guitar and playing/singing for guests.  That evening set […]

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I was standing on a porch in Highlands last fall, watching the fog roll down over the mountains while a bride got her veil pinned in by her mom. Nobody was rushing. There was coffee going cold on a side table and somebody’s grandfather telling a story in the next room. And I remember thinking: […]