If ballet and golf were to somehow combine, this is what I imagine it might look like: Katerina on pointe, ready to putt in the winning golf ball at the Super Bowl during March Madness. 

Using the sheet as a wrap - a sort of Super-Ballerina Woman cape - turned out to be the right usage for this shoot.

But as Hitchcock used perspective to his advantage, we too used it, with Olivia being set on the plane behind the flock of birds, nonetheless disturbing their presence with her dainty ballerina gait, causing them to cry out and fly away.

These contrasting lines make me happy. Resting Alexandra, winged foot, and the the light post, wired and almost ready to go.

“I know we’ve never met, but would you be willing to meet me at 6am in the middle of the forest two hours away from civilization, on a hiking trail that doesn’t have any inkling of cell phone service?”

Perhaps I can start by purchasing some hand warmers instead of this imaginary space heater. I’m sure come the blistering heat of the summertime, I’ll be wishing for colder weather… and that unlimited budget, to get a portable AC unit.

We quickly settled on this street crossing, and Cassandra gracefully crossed it, as only an acrobatic dancer can.

Although the museum was not open to be photographed, the French-styled-gardens of The Milwaukee Art Museum were a perfect backdrop for this reflection of quiet allure.

Albert Einstein was right to call them the athletes of God.