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carli rene

writer | photographer | mama bird

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I'm so grateful I haven't paid a penny to advertise since 2008.

While I've completed campaigns with companies like Tiffany & Co and Gap Kids, I always enjoy supporting local. My heart and soul live with small businesses as I am one myself! Peached Tortilla, Peached Social House, House of Margot Blair, Summer Moon Coffee, Define Body are a few brands here in Austin I've had the privilege of helping to build. 

It's a pleasure to sit with brands, help them find their voice and then give them this gift of photographs that we create together.

I believe every job is a collaboration.
Your heart, my art, and lots of open communication.

I've traveled from NYC to the Middle East on campaigns and weddings, oftentimes with my daughter and sometimes just solo. I feel it is the biggest gift in this lifetime that I get to do the two things I love with my whole heart: raise a daughter and get paid to create.

Thank you for trusting me
to create moments
that define your brand, your family.

The joy is mine!

 
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I N S T A G R A M

Maybe this is on my heart because my littlest sister could have her baby any day. Perhaps because I have several friends taking the difficult path of quitting their jobs and beginning a company to call their own, but I could not shake the literal and metaphorical image from my meditation this morning: birthing a baby. I remember the midwife told me that Emilia would recede and then descend, recede and then descend, and it would feel like we were going backwards but slowly slowly she was making her way into my arms. It was a slow epically painful process, sans drugs. It very much felt this way as I was writing my book and since I have yet to fully birth that particular baby I have sensed so many times that while the birthing process looks so different for every one of us, it is all the same... Children are our creations. Businesses and life-long stories we pain-stakingly pour every ounce of ourselves into, turn into books, are our creations. This is what fulfills our souls. We give birth to, then we help nuture and grow it, give birth to and grow over and over and over... Sometimes, we give birth to and are not privileged to experience, at least in the lifetime, to watch it grow. I have felt this on both the business front and with children, having two miscarriages... I interviewed a husband and wife business team owner that started over 8 businesses and despite their not having any children (well, four-legged pups who were so darling), it was so clear: their businesses were their children. I couldn't believe how many they had started and despite the lack of profitability on the earlier few, they never gave up. This is for you. And by you, I mean the you that is in the wake of birthing pains... I have been shell-shocked by the loss of what my hands had spent years building that never saw the light of day. It is debilitating to think that we could start over, that we could bring something into fruition, watch it blossom and become all it is meant to be. It is in our God-given hearts to hold our two hands in front of us and remind ourselves, these are healing hands. These are hands that were made to love, to create, to heal, to hope... Yours and mine both. //
"Even a blind squirrel finds a nut." I had just finished up the Ozgo family session and was enamored with the Botanical Garden's poppies for about 30 mins by the time I took this. Patience, so much patience. The little bee just flew in at the right moment. Have a wonderful Monday, Lovely. #carlirene #blackandwhite #ilovepoppies #fujifilm #fujifim_xseries
#sameinkdifferentday #carlirene #inspiration
-light- My dad was an engineer turned Air Force pilot. He always talked about flying through the clouds. I wonder what it might feel like to command a plane through light like this or through billowing thunderheads that stretch on for miles... (going backthrough my IG feed for the last almost 7 years... wow)
Baby portraits. Or not so baby anymore! Butler Park reflections circa 2015. Andrea and Chris' baby #1! #carlirene #summer #blackandwhite #atx #austin
The sun is high and broiling. Her baby skin tans. Her hair gets even more white. Water. water. water every day, in the pool, on the lake, at the splashpad. This is summer. #whileemilianaplays #texas #atx #summer
Thanks for saying it in words I never could, @lancearmstrong. #sameinkdifferentday #carlirene #inspirationalquotes
A dad and his son... on Mother's Day. Truth: I've never been much of a holiday celebrator. I don't know why. You know there are those of you that reaaaaally get into it and I have been jealous but here, now, I am reminded that days like today are days of things that should be done every day of the year. It's sad because it can be really depressing even in a healthy relationship if expectations aren't met, but "alone" does not mean "lonely" and alone definitely doesn't have to mean no fun. I went running this morning... one of those runs that shakes up the energy in me bones. And then I worked. And now maybe I'll go play tennis or slackline. If you're a mom with an idiotic husband that didn't do anything for you or maybe you're a single woman with no kids or married to an amazing man with no kids.... yet... don't take this day so seriously, I beg you. Go sit in nature. Go kayak the lake. Go get out your paints or write your sister a letter or call your long lost bff. Today is what we make of it and life is too short to think that just because some President said it was mandantory to honor mother's today, you're getting the short end of the stick. Choose Yourself, wonder woman. xo PS: I bought myself a slacklining kit and it's supposed to arrive today! Ahhhh!!
@austinjava on lamar closed. What, my darling Austin is keeping you, this city, alive? What runs in your street lamps and burns deep at night in the hearts of us who have grown up in, with this city? Why is change so difficult to fathom in our God-given mind when it is inevitable? When entropy is inevitable? My heart lived here. My heart grew here in this old house, in wooden walls and creaking floors and mochas too sweet and perfect creamy chais and cheap tacos and... I sit on the stoop now surrounded by overgrown weeds. Austin, beautiful Austin, I feel you, this beast that is bubbling into something unrecognizable. I try to find the courage to love you still... #austin #texas #atx I took the same picture almost 10 years ago when I was a student. Some how this feels like an appropriate goodbye. #fromwhereistand
I was journalng on this and then a dear friend sent me asimilar quote that hangs in her studio. The path of the soul is interesting, isn't it? Choosing your self in this lifetime will look so different than someone else living out their life path. There is a fine line between being inspired by someone and wishing we were them. Perhaps in this lifetime you were meant to merely acknowledge you have a gift. Or maybe you're supposed to pick up that brush, get on your yoga mat every.damn.day. This generation has it more difficult than could be believed. Believe it. If we're all walking the same direction maybe it's time to stop and evaluate the trajectory... // In other news ... My inspiring long-time soul sister @delightjenny just told me she is having an art show in San Antonio next Saturday. Needless to say I am so damn proud of you Jenny. Ultimate vulnerability. I took the quote you sent me and re-worded it a bit... and I so needed to hear it. Thanks for being the glitter to gold!! x #inspiration #carlirene #typography
 
 
 

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