I'm Christopher Lane - a North Carolinian fellow with a knack for cameras, light, friendship, and heritage. I'm all about Jesus, aesthetic, minimalism, and transparency. I hail from the east - in an itty bitty town called Edenton. I grew up raising sheep, okra, and the occasional hog until I landed in the Triangle for some high falootin' learnin'.
Get at me and let's talk photos. I'd love to capture your love.
I would love to spend some time with you, making photos of you as you celebrate your graduation! This is an incredibly special time in your life – your 4 years of hard work is finally getting you that diploma! I am available until May 13th for graduation sessions, so contact me through my site’s form to schedule a session today!
Packages
Half hour shoot, 10 finalized photographs // $60
Hour shoot, 25 finalized photographs // $100
Groups/Couples – hour shoot, 15 finalized photographs // $75 per graduate
>>The finalized images will be an assortment of group and solo shots.
For all packages, you receive a full license to high-resolution images, provided via digital DropBox.
It’s a big time of year, to say the least. Every 2012er fields the question on a weekly basis,
“So, what are you doing after graduation?”
Some of us have plans. Some of us have jobs lined up. And some of us, well – we’re just being faithful.
“The Lord is my portion,” says my soul,
“therefore I will hope in him.”
– Lamentations 2:34 (ESV)
In this delightful time of new beginnings, make sure you’re cherishing these last few weeks in Chapel Hill. You have a purpose and reason to use this time for goodness! Lavish love on those around you. Enjoy one another. Be a blessing to all you encounter! God has graciously given us a shaping couple of years to spend at Carolina, sharing our lives with dear friends. Cherish this time, brothers and sisters!
And in celebration of 2012, I’m offering senior portrait packages! I did this on a limited basis last year, but this year I am opening it up to any member of the 2012 class! Feel free to pass my information along to your friends. I’m free for individual portraits, as well as group or couple shots! Just drop me a line through the contact box on my site! I’ll be posting a pricing sheet soon – keep an eye out!
Two years ago, my co-RA Danielle Veal crossed the line and joined the Kappa Omicron chapter of Delta Sigma Theta Sorority, Inc. I was mystified and amazed at the raw emotion that she and her line sisters displayed at their probate. This year, the Deltas presented a new class of ladies. And on that line were two very dear friends, Jillian Griffith and Cheyenne Turner.
I packed on my 7D and a telephoto and set to work. These are the resulting images. If you’re unfamiliar with the Divine Nine, take this as a chance to educate yourself. The traditions of these Greeks are hallowed and rich in heritage. If you ever get the chance, attend a probate and cheer them on!
Delta ladies – I hope you enjoy these photographs. There are some very special moments here! If you’re interested in prints or social-media-ready digital files, please use the contact box at the top of this page.
Jesus was resurrected. You got that? He actually rose from the dead. Not in a zombie kind of way. In a “hey-I’m-the-Son-of-God-so-normal-mortal-and-biological-boundaries-and-limitations-don’t-actually-apply-to-me” kind of way.
Jesus’ death on the cross was a shame. But it was necessary. God wanted to reconcile his people to himself, but the penalty for an eternity of humankind’s sin had to be paid. We placed his son on the cross and in doing so, placed our festering, rotten messes upon his shoulders. He bore the weight of all people’s sins and suffered more than we could ever fathom. They took his body and tossed it in the grave and stood guard over it day and night, so that no one could steal away with Jesus’ corpse in the night. And on the third day, the tomb was opened and Jesus was gone.
Christ had risen. He had defeated the grave, once and for all – for all mankind. Yes – Christ is risen. He rose for you and he rose for me. Christ is risen indeed!
Be encouraged by his display of grace and love. Let new joy and hope spring forth from the depths of hardened hearts! In the midst of worldly decay, stand strong in his word as salt and light.
I got the call Friday night and immediately hopped in my car to drive the 3+ hours home. I’ve never had to do that. But this was a situation that called for it.
Through sobs, a person very dear and close to me related a story of pain, hurt, and despair. She shared with me her experience of living with an abuser. For the past 6 months, she shared a bed with a man whom she feared. She feared not only for her safety, but for that of her child. And in an instant, the abuser had taken the child and vowed never to return her. In a sense, the child had been kidnapped.
My only response was to drive and comfort and seek solutions. And that’s what I’ve been doing for the past 3 days.
The time I spent back home was taxing – emotionally, physically, and academically. The incident could not have come at a worse time – this is the beginning of exam week, after all – in my next to last semester at the University. But in the midst of the pain and the strife, I saw hope. And it came in the form of a Christmas tree.
I live in the northeastern neck of North Carolina. We are very close to the beaches of the Outer Banks. My emergency visit home included visits to Nags Head and Kill Devil Hills. Saturday afternoon, exhausted and worn, I made my way out through the shifting sands to stand in the surf and stare out at the sea. Yards before I hit the water, I noticed a formation down the beach. It piqued my interest, so I ambled over to it. There, stuck in the sand, was a tree worn by the sands of time. It retained its roots, buried in the sand. A slender trunk branched out into knobby arms of driftwood. And amidst its branches, there was a tinge of gold and crimson. At its peak, a golden spiral perched. And on a lower knob hung a rusty silver bell.
It was an Outer Banks Christmas Tree. The tree of the beach. I have no clue who adorned the thing, but it brought such joy and inspiration to me on the toughest of days. This simple, magical wonder was a message from the Lord. It was his way of granting me perspective. He showed me beauty and he reminded me that it is he who creates it. All things Good stem from the Lord.
“Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.” James 1:17 (ESV)
This tree brought joy and light to a dark day in my life. And I hope that it does the same for you.
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