I'm Raising a Serial Killer {Fine Art Photography, Effingham, Illinois}

Okay, maybe an exaggeration on my part.....but just look at him!!  Yikes.  I dearly hope I'm exaggerating....

He asked for some Wolverine claws to go with his mask, so the McGyver in me came out.  I'm not outstandingly proud of what I came up with, but they'll do in a pinch, and he LOVES them.  Mission accomplished.  Yeah, I don't know what's up with the pseudo shower cap.  It's actually a bowl covering for the frig.  Originally he had it on my head after 'styling' my hair for over an hour.  Yes, I had a five year old boy combing my hair, massaging my head and then photographing his work.  Don't be jealous. I'd be lying though if I said I didn't thoroughly enjoy it, minus the hair pulling and poking me in the eye with the brush.

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Tytia Habing

I am a self taught, natural light photographer, with sixteen years of shooting experience under my belt. Back in the day, I learned to shoot with film, developed it and printed my own photos in my darkroom. I've since moved to digital, but film holds a very dear spot in my heart that I just can't seem to shake. I was supposed to be a horticulturalist and landscape architect...at least that's what my degree's tell me. I followed that path for some time, along with a few other paths, but photography won my heart. Plants and beautiful mother nature is, and will always be, a great inspiration to me. If at all possible, I prefer to shoot outdoors and somehow incorporate nature into the scene. I'm originally from the Watson, Illinois area, but the majority of my adult life I spent living in the Cayman Islands and only moved home to Illinois with my husband and son a few short years ago. I grew up on a small working farm, with acres and acres of natural areas at my disposal. It gave me a great appreciation for the world around me. I roamed wherever I pleased, built forts in the woods, picked wildflowers in the pasture and caught craw-daddies in the crick. My son is taking over the jobs of fort building and craw-daddy hunting, but I'll never give up the picking of wildflowers.