Well friends, it has been a slice! After nearly 13 years in Oxbow, the Schultz Clan is MOVING north to the ancestral homeland of Moose Jaw, SK! I want to thank all my photography clients over the past decade! It has been an honour to capture your family memories. I’m looking forward to the photographic opportunities that await in The Jaw.
We shall be in touch! 😎
Truly great hunting dogs are an amazing thing. Ask any gun dog hunter if he had to pick taking his gun or his dog on a hunting trip and he will answer dog every time. Watching dogs course a field looking of game holds some of the fondest memories for me. From my childhood I’ve always been surrounded by gun dogs. But none as good as my brother Ryan’s dog Jade. She’s a pure bread unregistered German Wirehaired pointer. Affectionately known as the “ugly dog” due to their distinctive looks. Everyone knows that the Germans always make good stuff. And this breed has been “assembled” for field performance. Both for birds and tracking of game, these dogs truly define what it is to be a “versatile” dog. I’ve hunted with Jade several times over the years and she’s absolutely fantastic. Nothing escapes her nose. She locks on point and holds it. Even when she was a pup and we were training her with pigeons, she was a true feather fiend. She retrieves like a dream, is very obedient and loves to work for her handler. 😀
Last year, Ryan got a phone call about another GWP. “Duke” had become the homeless victim of a divorce. My brother took him in and he quickly became a part of the family. Where Jade is full of tenacity, Duke is more laid back. He’s got the affection of a Labrador, always wanting to sit in your lap! That’s why I was really excited when I heard the news that puppies were on there way and are here now. I think the mix of these two dogs is really tremendous and the pups are gorgeous! The litter had 6 puppies all healthy and very uniform. One female is spoken (the dark liver spotted one) for so there are 4 males and 1 female still available at the time of this publication. The pups will be ready to go on March 20th. If you are interested, you can contact my brother Ryan via his Kijiji Ad. The pups are located in Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan. You can contact my brother at 1-306-631-6125 or via email for availability and pricing. 😎 Hunters only please.
Take a look at this short video I took of all the pups playing in their whelping pen, as well as the pics. They are wonderful pups who I know without a doubt have metric tonnes of promise, and will be fantastic gun dogs and members of the family.
My brother and his beautiful fiancé got hitched in Moose Jaw last weekend and I hitched ’em! If I open a catering and decorating business I could do everything! hehehe… 😉 It was my esteemed honour to officiate at my little brother’s wedding and to do the formal photos too. I’m not gonna lie, it was as nerve wracking as it was exciting. For family, you want everything to be a notch above. And I did my very best to pull out all the stops. We had two great locations in Moose Jaw. Crescent Park was absolutely beautiful and we also got to do some cool shots at Sahara Spa. We were very blessed to have 2 other shooters take photos all day of the pre-service stuff, the ceremony and the reception! Thanks again to Jimmy and Ham for their great job. All the best to Ryan and Tristin, the latest Schultzes on the block! 😎
Well it’s been a bit of a gong show as of late. This past week was our Annual University pals campin’ trip. It was also the week when my Sacroiliac ligament decided to tell me to get bent. So, as my lovely wife boldly went camping as a single mom with our 3 hooligan children, I camped out on my mom and dad’s couch in Moose Jaw. It was brutally awful pain that left me debilitated and lying flat on a couch. I’ve never watched so many movies! But a couple of Chiropractor treatments and a massage later, I’m about 34% better. 😎 Needless to say, I didn’t do as much photo taking as I would have liked!
As the week went on, I was able to be a bit more mobil. I walked around mom’s garden and nabbed some flower shots with the X100s. The macro mode is pretty sweet. As mom and dad’s street was ripped up for construction, there was a bunch of heavy equipment lying around. My brother, who permanently looks like a heavy equipment operator was over so I conned him into doing a shot. Dad’s Canon 580 EX II flash through a mini beauty dish as key and my SB-900 on a small stand in an umbrella for fill triggered optically in SU-4 mode.
Then, after my final chiropractor treatment, I joined the campin’ throng in Grenfell for a couple of days. I blasted of some B&W candids of the kids and of course, our annual group photo.
And, I was able to nab a few shots of my buddy Craig who fortunately is ready for the next Zombie Apocalypse at all times. heheheheh… 😎 All in all it was a very nice “vacation” for me. It was great to see everyone even if it was only for a short time. I’m hoping to be back in the saddle soon and recover from my injuries. Lot’s of rest and more lying around. Woe to me. 😉
In the pub “Bobby’s Place” in Moose Jaw, there are his and hers bathrooms like in any other public house. However, in Bobby’s the doors are labeled “Laddies” and “Ladies”. I watched for over an hour as woman after woman went through the “Laddies” door! bwahahaah… 😀 They all came out with the same shock & awe embarrassment face! . . . That little anecdote has nothing to do with this blog post other than it’s about Macro Photography of Lady Bugs. 😉 Sorry for the red herring. Anyways, nabbed these shots of this lady bug today. Everything is super saturated in colour from the rain and dark cloud lighting conditions. I love the textures and the colours in these shots. The lady bug stands out like Shaquille O’Neil in Alameda. 😎
What can I say? I am one proud Papa of 3. Baby Pria was airlifted into the world via c-section on April 3rd at 1:31PM. In the mad furor of an OR Theatre, the gift of life was placed in my arms . . . again. Birth is always tougher on men than it is on women. I’ll maintain this to my dying day. Probably etch it on my tombstone even. 😉 Watching the one you love suffer while you can do nothing is very draining/frustrating/scary. C-section, in this regard, is more intense but for a shorter period of time. You can’t have it all. 🙂
It’s a wild ride no matter what. You see this little pink bologna loaf and you instantly fall in love. It’s incredible. Truly the greatest and fullest of the human experience to look into the eyes of another person and seeing your own image (in this case, Regan’s image, thank the Lord!). We are truly thankful to God for a safe delivery and also to the AWESOME doctors, nurses and staff at the Moose Jaw Union Hospital. We have received incredible care and attention all the way through. My heartfelt thanks goes out to all of you, you do an outstanding job! And of course a big thank you to my beautiful wife Regan who is super strong and a real trooper through it all. And to Phoebe & Ethan for being outstanding older siblings. And to our families and friends who have supported us, visited us and prayed for us too. We luv ya mucho! 😀
Pastor Kreutzweiser stopped by today for some prayers and a blessing. He quoted these words from Psalm 127:
Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD,
the fruit of the womb a reward.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior
are the children of one’s youth.
Blessed is the man
who fills his quiver with them!
He shall not be put to shame
when he speaks with his enemies in the gate.
(Psalm 127:3-5 ESV)
Here’s some photos. They’re straight out of camera other than the resize & watermark. No time to edit. I’ve got three kids to chase after now! And I couldn’t be happier! 😀
We are down to the wire! Flowerpot will arrive, Good Lord willing, tomorrow afternoon. It’s our last night as a family of 4. Though technically speaking, we’ve been a family of five for nine months already. 😀 Birth is always crazy to me. With the other two, we didn’t know anything, what gender they were or when they would arrive. This time round with flowerpot, we know pretty much everything. It’s weird to know when a baby will be born. It’s also always odd to learn the new baby too. I remember when Phoebe was born, it was so exciting because we didn’t have any other experience to relate too. When Ethan was born, we approached it like it was old hat – but it wasn’t. It was a completely different experience and a completely different baby. Reg and I remember staring at him on our bed at home wondering “Who are you?!” It was so weird! And now, on the eve of my third child’s birth, I find myself wondering again. What will she be like? How will flowerpot mess with our family dynamic? She already has! I had too much time to think today while we sat around the hospital room, waiting for the anesthetist to show up and run us through the procedure. 3 hours and 45 minutes later, he never showed up. I guess he will be there tomorrow… ? Hope so! Otherwise flowerpot will be getting a good dose of bourbon! bwahahaahah…. (just kidding). 😎
We wanted to get some maternity photos with me in them (Reg did really, I’m more comfortable behind the camera). So we got dad to nab a few the other morning down at Wakamow park. As usual, family photos for us are a gong show and we’re lucky to get one photo where everyone is looking up at the same time. hehehe… c’est la vie. It’s us. I nabbed one of Mom & Dad on the rock which turned out nice too. It was super fun to frame some memories before we (externally) grow from 4 to 5! 🙂
Just Kidding! My brother Ryan got a new bow and wanted a coolish looking photo so we went out and nabbed this one tonight in the holy city of Moose Jaw! 😎
“What should we name this baby, Phoebe?” we ask our 4 year old. “Well, if it’s a boy, his name will be Marco. If it’s a girl, her name will be Flower Pot.” 😀 We loved it and it has stuck ever since. The third Schultz baby is due right around the corner so we went out a couple of different times and made some maternity images. One of the major bummers about having an exceedingly mild winter (photographically speaking) was that there was no snow. Everything outside was rather bland and dead looking, very unattractive for making photos. But we did capitalize on a little bit of snow for the park shots. Just a pile of candids in both natural light and using flash. Then, when the weather improved we nabbed some warmer shots in Moose Jaw. Why the holy city of Moose Jaw? Well, it is where Flower Pot will be born. Turns out she’s a c-section and we were referred on from Estevan. So she will share the birthplace of her daddy, which is cool. Moose Javian anointing coming your way, Flower Pot! 😎 It’s kind of weird knowing when the baby’s birthday will be. Smack dab in the middle of Holy Week. . . . God has a sense of humour! 😉 It means that my entire Easter schedule is kiboshed. But that’s OK. Everything will work out and we are very blessed to have Grandma & Grandpa in town to help wrangle the kidlets. 🙂 So anywhos, here’s the photos!
It’s been birthday mania around here for the last few days as our little girl broke the threshold and turned 4. I can’t believe it! Crazy stuff. Time literally flies like a crazy fool. 😎 For one of the birthday celebrations, we went on down to the holy city of Moose Jaw and had us a wee shindig. We took in the Western Development Museum as it was a great place to let the kids rip and tare without really damaging anything of bothering anyone. We had the whole place to ourselves which was great as Pa and I went to work with the cameras. I recently watched Scott Kelby’s Crush the Composition video via Kelby Training and it had some cool pointers about photo composition. It had the basic rule of 3rds stuff, leading lines, etc. But it also encouraged people to break the mould and do some creative stuff. Basically, in a nutshell, it’s move in, get close, take parts of the picture instead of the whole image. That’s it. There’s not much else revolutionary to share about it. The video was Mmkay. So so. 😐 The title was cool though and it stuck with me as I went around the WD Museum saying, “Reg, if you need me, I’ll just be over here, crushing the composition.” I don’t know if Dad crushed anything or not. He had the 16-35 2.8 on his Canon, whilst I employed my 50 f/1.4 for way cool depth of field. I loves my primes, but it can get repetitive compositionally because basically you’re locked into one mid-range focal length (read: boring). That’s why I don’t have a 24-70 and probably never will. Mid range focal lengths aren’t happening. They don’t stick out like wide angles or sweet telephoto shots. But they can be cool if you’re willing to crush the composition! CRUSH IT! Crush it good. Crush it like Kelby!