Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

On a day when the wind is perfect,
The sail just needs to open
and the world is full of beauty.
Today is such a day.

Rumi

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Into the wind,
the same wind that the clouds feel,
the bright rivers and the turning mills
that stand slowly grinding at the sky’s edge.
Now I too am a thing held in its hand,
the smallest thing under the sky.

Rainer Maria Rilke

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

People die of common sense, Dorian, one lost moment at a time. Life is a moment. There is no hereafter. So make it burn always with the hardest flame. 

The Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Learn from them what is worth learning, but above all, love them. This love will be returned to you a hundred times over.

Rainer Maria Rilke

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Again I resume the long
lesson : how small a thing
can be pleasing, how little
in this hard world it takes
to satisfy the mind
and bring it to its rest.

Sabbaths, Wendell Berry

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

How surely gravity’s law,
strong as an ocean current,
takes hold of the smallest thing
and pulls it toward the heart of the world.

Each thing –
each stone, blossom, child –
is held in place.

Rainer Maria Rilke

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Love is when you meet someone who tells you something new about yourself.

Mad Love, André Breton 

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alex & Marie

An immense thank you to Ruth, Alex and Marie for a most amazing morning! San Francisco, how beautiful you are!

 

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Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

I tried to discover, in the rumor of forests and waves, words that other men could not hear, and I pricked up my ears to listen to the revelation of their harmony.

Gustave Flaubert

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t.

Time solves most things. And what time can’t solve, you have to solve yourself.

Haruki Murakami

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Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

This ocean is yours, and mine:
these buttons and wheels and little forgotten treasures,
fans upon whose feathers, love has scattered its blossoms, glasses, knives and scissors,
all bear the trace of someone’s fingers on their handle or surface,
the trace of a distant hand lost in the depths of forgetfulness.

Pablo Neruda

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From the stormy archipelagoes I brought 
my windy accordian, waves of crazy rain, 
the habitual slowness of natural things: 
they made up my wild heart.

Pablo Neruda 

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Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

The morning is full of storm
in the heart of summer.

The clouds travel like white handkerchiefs of goodbye,
the wind, travelling, waving them in its hands.

The numberless heart of the wind
beating above our loving silence.

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Rest with your dream in my dream. 
Love and pain and work should all sleep, now. 
The night turns on its invisible wheels, 
and you are pure beside me as a sleeping ember. 

No one else, Love, will sleep in my dreams. You will go, we will go together, over the waters of time. 
No one else will travel through the shadows with me, only you, evergreen, ever sun, ever moon. 

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Dianna Capco Photography - Evan & Bella

Thank you Gilded By Ruth de Castro for the beautiful styling!

 

I was watching her in the beautiful light. She was about to be engaged at sunset – she didn’t know it, of course, but we did – and there I was swimming in the glow this girl radiated, this girl who just wakes up and lives. The beautiful Kim, who (spoiler alert) said yes.

I knew this was going to be one of the most important work I would ever do. Not just beautiful or exciting or sentimental, but important. Ena has always been, in my nostalgia at least, one of those people you wanted to be around. She wears her heart and life and passion on her sleeve, and the most wonderful thing about her is that she makes you feel you can do all those things too – to wear your heart, to live your life. I didn’t realise just how important it would be until that evening on the beach when, after the most amazing sunset that ever lived had just plunged into the ocean, Ena in the dark, asked Kim, in front of their family and friends, to marry her.

Ena cried. Kim cried. I cried (hold on tears, I said, I can’t blur my vision just yet).

I thank the universe for everything that led me to this. These photos are as much for me as they are for this beautiful family. This is life right here. On your knees, in the dark, salt in your eyes and skin, the sea in your lips and hair, sand and rocks and the ocean at your feet, love in every vein.

Thank you Ena, Kim, Erica and Sophia for this infinite day. ♥

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Here I came to the very edge
where nothing at all needs saying,
everything is absorbed through weather and the sea,
and the moon swam back,
its rays all silvered,
and time and again the darkness would be broken
by the crash of a wave,
and every day on the balcony of the sea,
wings open, fire is born,
and everything is blue again like morning.

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

 

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

I love her and it is the beginning of everything.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

You are always new. The last of your kisses was even the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement
the gracefullest.

John Keats 

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
Alive
with closed eyes

E.E. Cummings

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

The pale stars were sliding into their places. The whispering of the leaves was almost hushed. All about them it was still and shadowy and sweet. It was that wonderful moment when, for lack of a visible horizon, the not yet darkened world seems infinitely greater — a moment when anything can happen, anything be believed in.”

“The Shell of Sense,” Olivia Howard Dunbar

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

She was laughing. She was nervous. Thank you, she’d call out to her friends every now and again. Her voice was shaking, her heart beating. Ena in the sunset, so beautiful, and in love and absolute.

 Where is she? I keep on asking
if your eyes disappear.
How long she’s taking! I think, and I’m hurt.
I feel poor, foolish and sad,
and you arrive and you are lightning
glancing off the peach trees.

That’s why I love you and yet not why.
There are so many reasons, and yet so few,
for love has to be so,
involving and general,
particular and terrifying,
joyful and grieving,
flowering like the stars,
and measureless as a kiss.

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Soon it got dusk, a grapy dusk, a purple dusk over tangerine groves and long melon fields; the sun the color of pressed grapes, slashed with burgandy red, the fields the color of love and Spanish mysteries.

“On The Road,” Jack Kerouac

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That’s all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.

W.B. Yeats

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.

E.E. Cummings

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere.
They’re in each other all along.

Rumi

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

“Do you feel that?”
She asked as we watched
the stars and moon illuminate
the sea before us.
“Tell me you feel it?
that longing to not just exist,
but to live and to live beautifully?”
I, with a smile filled with so
much truth it could move
the clouds, said to her:
“Of course I feel it. The heart
in you, is the heart in me.”

Christopher Poindexter

Dianna Capco Photography - Kim & Ena

Congratulations Kim and Ena!!!

Filipino mythology with a twist, said my good friend Niner Guiao of Eskritoryo Pilipinas when she asked me to do a shoot for Polecats Manila’s 4th Anniversary Show. The twist, of course, was pole dancing, hoops and silks. I thank Niner for the challenge and the confidence, and the incredible dancers of Polecats Manila for introducing me to the awesome world of aerial arts!

Amihan: Indayog at Lahi is happening this Sunday, November 3 at the Meralco Theater in Pasig. Tickets are available at all SM Tickets branches and at the Polecats Manila Studio. Proceeds of Amihan will be going to the Eskritoryo Pilipinas reading and writing program for children called “Kwentong Munti.”

(You can also take part by joining the Sponsored Seats Initiative, where your contribution of Php300 will give children the opportunity to watch and learn from the show through our partnerships with Teach for the Philippines and Virlanie Foundation.)

Oh and guess what? Kuya Bodjie will be hosting the show!

Dianna Capco Photography - Polecats Manila

When the path ignites a soul,
there’s no remaining in place.

The foot touches ground,
but not for long.

Hakim Sanai

Dianna Capco Photography - Polecats Manila

Dianna Capco Photography - Polecats Manila

 

Catch the air
around the butterfly.

 Katerina Stoykova Klemer

Dianna Capco Photography - Polecats Manila

Dianna Capco Photography - Polecats Manila

Dianna Capco Photography - Polecats Manila

I strike the ground with the soles of my feet and life rises up my legs, spreads up my skeleton, takes possession of me, drives away distress and sweetens my memory. The world trembles.

Island Beneath The Sea, Isabel Allende

Dianna Capco Photography - Polecats Manila

Dianna Capco Photography - Polecats Manila

Dianna Capco Photography - Polecats Manila

There are as many worlds as there are kinds of days, and as an opal changes its colors and its fire to match the nature of a day, so do I.

John Steinbeck

Dianna Capco Photography - Polecats Manila

Dianna Capco Photography - Polecats Manila

Dianna Capco Photography - Polecats Manila

I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.

Thus Spoke Zarathustra, Friedrich Nietzsche

Dianna Capco Photography - Polecats Manila

Dianna Capco Photography - Polecats Manila

Dianna Capco Photography - Polecats Manila

Dianna Capco Photography - Polecats Manila

You can’t stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.

 Winnie-thePooh, A.A. Milne

Dianna Capco Photography - Polecats Manila

Dianna Capco Photography - Polecats Manila

 Makeup by the wonderful Jinky Ureta. Thank you Eskritoryo Pilipinas and Polecats Manila for an amazing day!

It was an extraordinarily hot summer, even for us here in the tropics. So naturally, there had to be a deluge on the day of our shoot. It turned out wonderful, with Audrey so luminous against the rain, eating Shakey’s pizza and contemplating names for her firstborn. I worked with the always amazing Monique Jaramillo-Señeres here, and many times during the day we’d forget that this dainty little creature here, so exquisite and tiny and radiant, was seven months pregnant.

Here’s a toast to the rainy season, the first days of class, and to mothers all around the world.

Dianna Capco Photography - Audrey

There is a secret in our culture,

and it’s not that childbirth is painful,
it’s that women are strong.

Laurie Stavoe Harm

Dianna Capco Photography - Audrey

Dianna Capco Photography - Audrey

Love, love,

I have hung our cave with roses,
With soft rugs,

The last of Victoriana.
Let the stars
Plummet to their dark address,

Let the mercuric
Atoms that cripple drip
Into the terrible well,

You are the one
Solid the spaces lean on, envious.

Sylvia Plath, Ariel

Dianna Capco Photography - Audrey

Dianna Capco Photography - Audrey

Dianna Capco Photography - Audrey

Oh, what strange wonderful clocks women are. They nest in Time. They make flesh that holds fast and binds eternity.

Ray Bradbury

Dianna Capco Photography - Audrey

Dianna Capco Photography - Audrey

I could not get my fill of looking.
There should be a song for women to sing at this moment or a prayer to recite. But perhaps there is none because there are no words strong enough to name that moment.
Anita Diamant, The Red Tent

Dianna Capco Photography - Audrey

Dianna Capco Photography - Audrey

Dianna Capco Photography - Audrey

Dianna Capco Photography - Audrey

Love falls in love with love;
comes like an echo sounding back,
searches its mirrored shadow
within a look.

Mocco Wollert

Dianna Capco Photography - Audrey

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Doesn’t she look incredible? Many thanks again to the always amazing Monique Jaramillo-Señeres for Audrey’s awesome hair and makeup.

Congratulations Audrey and Marvin!!! I cannot wait to meet the little one!

Oh Mary, how she glows. An immense thank you to her best friend Ruth De Castro not only for hair, makeup and styling, but for making all of this possible. Congratulations Jay and Mary on your beautiful, beautiful baby girl. I can’t wait to meet Videl!

Mary - Dianna Capco Photography
 

Behind all your stories is your mother’s story, because hers is where yours begins.

“For One More Day,” Mitch Albom

Mary - Dianna Capco Photography

Mary - Dianna Capco Photography

Mary - Dianna Capco Photography

In me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live
it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

Pablo Neruda

Mary - Dianna Capco Photography

Mary - Dianna Capco Photography

And I, infinitesimal being,
drunk with the great starry
void,
likeness, image of
mystery,
felt myself a pure part
of the abyss,
I wheeled with the stars,
my heart broke loose on the wind.

Pablo Neruda

Mary - Dianna Capco Photography

Mary - Dianna Capco Photography

Everything that carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours
that wait for me.

Pablo Neruda

Mary - Dianna Capco Photography

Mary - Dianna Capco Photography

Mary - Dianna Capco Photography

You are like nobody since I love you.

Pablo Neruda

Mary - Dianna Capco Photography

Mary - Dianna Capco Photography

Mary - Dianna Capco Photography

Congratulations Mary and Jay!

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

It’s hard not to fall in love with two people so passionate about each other, so complete in their own little world. Every so often, I’d feel Kate and Logan forget we were in the middle of a shoot, and that is a very, very beautiful thing. I can’t say enough about how amazing this couple is.

When you spend an afternoon with two people as madly and as intoxicatingly in love as Kate and Logan are, your heart would ache too, in all the good and wonderful ways. ♥

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

Look
What happens
With a love like that,
It lights the whole sky.

Rumi

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

You are the sky. Everything else – it’s just the weather.

Pema Chödrön

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

I stood alone beneath
the stars and shouted
to the heavens at the
top of my lungs
and what was so
beautiful
was the way the
stars shined
when the sky
swallowed
your name.

Christopher Poindexter

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

Close your eyes, let your hands and nerve-ends drop, stop breathing for 3 seconds, listen to the silence inside the illusion of the world, and you will remember the lesson you forgot, which was taught in immense milky way soft cloud innumerable worlds long ago and not even at all. It is all one vast awakened thing. I call it the golden eternity. It is perfect.

Jack Kerouac

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

But I love your feet
only because they walked
upon the earth and upon
the wind and upon the waters,
until they found me.

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

Dianna Capco Photography - Kate & Logan

 

Congratulations Kate and Logan!!! I loved every minute of this shoot. ♥

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

Ruth and Anthony are two of the most amazing, most hilarious people you’ll ever meet, and I’m not just saying this because I personally witnessed the backseat of our speeding car transform into the backstage of a runway show, with full hair and makeup and reflective discussions on stallions, godfathers and missionary camps transpiring between horse riding, tree climbing, sunset chasing and swing making (as in, we were making swings).

It is always an event every time these two find their way back to the Philippines, and I am rewarded every second, as a friend and as a photographer, with the love and time and trust they give me. Everything you see here is exactly that. Their love. Their time. Themselves. And their complete confidence in me, to go barefoot on sharp, slippery rocks during high tide, make out at high noon in long sleeves in 36 degrees Celsius siesta weather, and stay still and smiling for the cameras while their horses relieve themselves. I love you De Castros. Thank you. I couldn’t have asked for a more beautiful day, and I am beyond excited at the days ahead. ♥

Thank you Bong and CJ of Threelogy! Please watch their wonderful video of this day here!

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

For I have learned that every heart will get
What it prays for
Most.

Hafez

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

The mouth is made for communication, and nothing is more articulate than a kiss.

Jarod Kintz

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

we are for each other: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life’s not a paragraph

e.e. cummings

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

I love her and it is the beginning of everything.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

 

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

But I love your feet
only because they walked
upon the earth and upon
the wind and upon the waters,
until they found me.

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

Dianna Jeraldine Capco Photography

Ruth and Anthony got married in Boracay on February 13, 2014! Congratulations!!! Photos coming soon from the phenomenal Nelwin Uy! ♥

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

I didn’t even know this girl.
But I wanted her to live.

Ageless Beauty
by Michelle Callanta-Toledo

Psyche was always supposed to be a C-section. A normal birth was just out of the question. I was going to get cut open, one way or another. After first learning that she was suhi – meaning she was positioned in my uterus to come out “butt first” – and remaining stubbornly that way for the duration of my term, the gynecologist advised that we would need to schedule a C-section, a “bikini cut” a.k.a. a horizontal cut just below the bikini line so that the scar remains concealed (so I can rock those sexy suits confidently during the summer). I didn’t mind that at all. Besides, I wasn’t too keen on getting my vag cut any wider than it probably already was. Of course, this also meant I could choose the date of her birth which was pretty cool – I chose June 23, the exact day of me and her father’s 9th “monthsary.”

I thought that would be funny.

But Psyche had other plans.

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

She obviously wanted to be a Gemini rather than a Cancer. Perhaps she already knew it too because one minute, she was “sitting” comfortably and firmly on the bottom of my uterus. Then on the day of her FINAL checkup, 5 days before my scheduled C-section, she decides to flip over, making it possible to attempt a natural birth. On top of that, I was 3cm dilated and there was no way they would send me home that open.

So there I was in labor for four hours. But she refused to come out. Even when the doctor manually broke my water bag. She didn’t wanna slide out.

I don’t know if she realized with all of her flipping about…

She was dying.

Her heart rate dropped significantly, from a healthy wowwowowow to a frightening wow—–wow—–wow, the sound resonating through the entire “labor room” which I shared with 4 other women in labor. There were about 6 nurses all over me as they tried to resuscitate her – poking at her head with their fingers while I winced and writhed. I could see the panic they tried to conceal in their faces and I could hear the strain in their voices as they apologized and told me to relax, “just a little bit more.”

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

At that moment, I began a mental deal with God. You know that quick-ass, mile-a-minute monologue you have with yourself as you spew forth promises and sorries and regrets and pleas and bargains just as you are on the brink of a breakdown.

I asked Him to let me die if it would save her.

I didn’t even know this girl. But I wanted her to live.

I was done. I was thankful. It was her turn.

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

At that moment, I began a mental deal with God. You know that quick-ass, mile-a-minute monologue you have with yourself as you spew forth promises and sorries and regrets and pleas and bargains just as you are on the brink of a breakdown.

I asked Him to let me die if it would save her.

And I’ve never been that ready and that sure about anything before in my life. Not even at my most splendid and mature and responsible was I ever that confident and unafraid about a decision. For once, I was in control. My mind was calm and clear.

I was at peace during that precise moment of chaos.

I was done. I was thankful. It was her turn.

Obviously, I’m not dead.

And this isn’t a sad story.

It’s actually supposed to be a story about my body and the changes it has gone through these past 30years. The naked truth if you will, and what this body has gone through, despite the years and the archetype, with these racy pictures to boot.

But after 30 years, I realized that that journey isn’t important.

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

This is about getting a second-chance.

This is about knowing what you’re REALLY worth.

This is about acceptance and bigger pictures and knowing that this body is but a shell, but if God willing, and if you allow it, it can also be a shelter. A haven. A home.

And after you’ve had that “talk” with God, do you really think “maintaining a 20-year old body until I’m 80” is a priority?

NO.

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

I gave birth to a healthy albeit slightly ashen 6lb. baby girl on June 18, 2007 via an emergency C-section.  A keloid has formed a dimpled red vertical scar an inch below my navel down to where that bikini-cut should’ve been. The bikini-cut that assured me a confidence and beauty past my twenties.

I still wear bikinis. Proudly.

My confidence and beauty is now six years old. It lives inside a beautiful, precocious, weird little Gemini.

My scar simply reminds me where to find it everyday.

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

Happy birthday Michelle!!!