Alicia Juniku Photography –
North Carolina Photographer
I would like to express my EXTREEME GRATITUDE to allllll of my clients this year. You have made 2017 my best year ever, not only from a business standpoint, but from a creative standpoint as well. We’ve hiked through rain storms together, you’ve allowed me sit on the floor of your bedroom and document your family honestly. You have invited me to witness and document the moment you said “I do” to the love of your life. You’ve honored me by letting me into your birth space to document your child being born. I know that it takes trust in not only my ability as a photographer and artist, but as a human, to be present for these moments, and I am humbled to have been there.
I was so fortunate to document your lives this year. Along with all of that love, I also documented my own growing family. This year we welcomed our much loved Bess to our family….we waited for her for 5 years, and I still cannot believe she is here, finally. My family and I moved to a new home, my mother in law from Kosovo came to stay with us for a few months, and our brilliant Dora learned how to read like a BOSS. These are a few of my favorite photos of my own much loved family from this 2017….
……..this is my heart, in pixels.
Which one is your favorite?
My mother in law flew in from Kosovo to stay with us for two months…one before Bess was born and one after. She makes, literally, the worlds best baklava. For real.
Strauss the GSD joined our family just before Christmas 2016….here he is in all of his fluffy puppy glory.
This year, we lost our much loved Kristopher the kitty. He had been with me for 15 years. He is so very very very much missed.
*Apparently* this was the “worst dinner ever”.
Sequin reflections and floppy puppy ears.
This was a particularly difficult day for us….. We had begun the process of obtaining US citizenship for him seven years ago. And finally, after doing everything required and waiting the necessary years (and paying alllll the necessary fees) his citizenship test date arrived. We left two hours early for the 4 hour drive to the testing location in central NC, plenty of time to get lost if that was our fate, or plenty of time to take some deep breaths before his test. We were on our way when disaster struck: our car broke down. In the middle of nowhere. No cellphone reception to call for a tow truck or rental car. And even if there had been reception for us to call immigration to tell them what had gone wrong, we couldn’t have as there is literally not a number to call for this. And so, his testing time came and went…..we missed it. There was absolutely no promise of having them believe us and allow for a reschedule. When we finally got home, defeated and seriously worried about the future of our family, I caught this photo of Rajan as he washed the dishes in painful silence.
I’ll let you know though…..they did believe us. Rajan wrote them a letter, and included our tow truck bill (over $900, wow). He passed his test…..our family is safe.
Bess came at last! In the wee hours of the morning, at home, 10lbs 2oz. Sometimes a photo’s worth isn’t in the beautiful light….this one is in the fact that this little girl was born to us after 5 years of trying to conceive.
The morning she was born. Sometimes the best camera is the one available to you…..I took this one on my old iPhone 5. However, I don’t even care….I still totally printed it for our family album.
An exhausted father, a slumbering newborn.
Bess, 6 days old.
Hooray for being booooorn!
My girls, my heart outside of my body.
The first photo of me with both of them….and in our new home no less. I treasure this image.
His ears did eventually find their proper positions.
Summa summa summa tiiiiime.
In the frame, out of focus. But it’s the love that counts.
When you don’t have a pool in a southern summer, you improvise.
Rajan worked with her the evening before, teaching her the ins and outs of riding a bike without training wheels. The next day, I look our our living room window, and there she is doing circles…..on just two wheels. All on her own.
One night our power went off, and so we made an evening of it. We loved it so much that when the power came back on hours later, we turned it off at the breakers.
Dora took this photo of Rajan and me.
Do not adjust your screen. I like it that way.
Apparently, this is what 7 looks like.