November 28, 2018
I used to stare at their photographs. Their work had something that most other photographers I come across just didn’t—it was a touch of true magic. It was in the way they stopped light and captured love, particularly between momma’s and their babies.
I found them when they first opened their studio in Arlington through what I would eventually call serendipity. Everything about the two sisters was magnetic; their story, their photos, their personalities.
At the time, Arlington was a very foreign place to me. A whole different world I had never explored or even known anyone from, so I assumed it was probably a grand place. I was not a grand girl but I reached out to the sisters anyway. I asked if I could be an intern with them and they politely declined (totally understandable, lol). All I had at the time was a year of university, some community college, an internship at Rosetta Stone and truly blind ambition driven by something my high school journalism teacher taught us: it never hurts to ask.
Regardless, I continued to follow them and watch their business unfold. Until one fateful afternoon when I saw them post that they were hiring. I emailed in such a hurry that all I sent was my website with a little email, forgetting to follow up with my resume, which I was sure was probably going to be the reason I didn’t get the job.
But then they emailed back a couple weeks later. We spoke on the phone, the coos of Emily’s little baby boy in the background and Julie’s voice full of passion. I went to visit late on a Sunday. And they hired me at the end of the interview. I started off renting a car every weekend to drive up, stay at an Airbnb and then drive back home. I did that for a month until I realized I needed to move. So I left my hometown for the first time ever, knowing no one but Emily and Julie and knowing them only barely. But it didn’t matter, I was ready to jump and fall or fail or fly or get scraped up.
The studio was a big part of my growth. Maybe it gave me what I missed in never finishing school. I could see their hearts in there. They’re glorious people, those crazy lads who run TellChronicles. And meeting them was a beautiful plot point.
It’s all kismet really.
These are some photos from my time in the studio I spent so many hours in these last years.