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I love coffee. Sometimes people try to switch my coffee to decaf when I’m not looking. I can always tell the difference. I also like Pringles, but only the reduced fat kind because they crunch better when you bite into them and they don’t leave grease on your fingers. I’m…

About Me
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As part of our quest to support women’s issues, Katana Photography is excited to announce our first ever Celebrating Survival contest!
Having any kind of cancer is frightening and confusing. In recognition of Breast Cancer Awareness Month, Katana Photography is welcoming all survivors from all forms of cancer to participate…

Weekly Photo
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When I was looking to buy my wedding invitations (back in April), I found a lot of designers on Etsy. After narrowing it down to a couple different designs/companies, I contacted both for their pricing list. One was pretty significantly more expensive–almost $2 per invitation more. Which I think all…

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When talking to people about photography, I hear one phrase over and over again: Kids and dogs are the hardest subjects to photograph.
I, personally, don’t have this problem with my clients…kids and dogs are among my favorite things to photograph. Maybe it’s because I like to have any excuse…

Weekly Puppies
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Last week, Sean and I had our morning coffee on the balcony and watched as the Enterprise shuttle was pulled down the Hudson on a tug boat. It’s on its way to the Intrepid and I can’t wait to see it up close at the museum!

Weekly Coffee

This is why I love my job…

I have the GREATEST clients ever. Not only did Kristin write me the sweetest thank you note, explaining her gratitude for capture such timeless memories, but she bought me…

{drum roll please}…..

COFFEE! And not just any coffee. Joe the Art of Coffee is some of the most delicious coffee in the city. I love this stuff and used to go there a lot when I worked in the west village.

Thank YOU, Kristin for letting me be such a special part of your memories. I hope you cherish your photos forever.

This is why I love my job...

Double the Cuteness. Double the Trouble. {Mini-Session Portraits}

Ok, maybe not so much with the trouble yet. Give them another 6 months before the trouble begins. You might remember Christian & Camille from their newborn session back in November? I think it was November, at least.

The twins are beginning their modeling career–these are their 4-month photos also doubling as their headshots. In fact, Christian already booked his first modeling gig with Carter - the ads will be coming out in June.

Interested in your own mini-session? Shoot me an email! They’re offered any weekday afternoon!

Double the Cuteness. Double the Trouble. {Mini-Session Portraits}Double the Cuteness. Double the Trouble. {Mini-Session Portraits}

Double the Cuteness. Double the Trouble. {Mini-Session Portraits}

Double the Cuteness. Double the Trouble. {Mini-Session Portraits}

Double the Cuteness. Double the Trouble. {Mini-Session Portraits}

Double the Cuteness. Double the Trouble. {Mini-Session Portraits}

A Funny Turnout.

When I was in high school, I was VERY much an actress. Not just in the sense that I could fake a stomach ache to get out of tests (which I was quite skilled at, btw), but I was an actual actress. I was paid to act professionally and had some amazing roles back when I was a kid. I was in a few tv movies as small roles, cast in a WB pilot tv show (which never made it, obviously), several dinner theatre productions, yadayadayada.

So, naturally, in high school I wanted to take the theatre class that was offered. It was a pretty good class. We did fun shows, The Miracle Worker, Fame, Joseph…Dreamcoat, Steel Magnolias, etc.

When I was a sophomore, I got a really bad case of mono. I was unable to perform in a show and was out of school for the better part of a month. As I healed, the theatre class was supposed to be having an improv performance–which was supposedly half of our grade. Now, apparently with mono…the lymphnodes around your organs can swell and if you’re bumped, these organs can rupture. I don’t know how common this is, but both my parents are in the medical field and tend to know what they’re talking about. They fought tooth and nail with my theatre teacher that I shouldn’t be performing while still at risk for rupturing an organ. Even if the chances were small, it still wasn’t worth the risk. And I had a doctor’s note.

But my teacher was adamant. If I didn’t perform, I would fail. Or at least get a ‘C’. ME???? GET A C???? Are you kidding me? I NEVER got a C. I cried when I got a B+….so a C was out of the question. You know what would happen if I got a C in the cIass? It would drag my GPA for the year down. I’d end up not being able to bounce back, failing out of high school, never going to college and end up dying a homeless person with an AVERAGE GPA. Because that’s the way my mind works…one little problem evolves into THEENDOFTHEWORLDASWEKNOWIT.

That just could not happen. I dragged my sorry-looking, tired ass out of bed and performed that improv show.

I remember being kind of loopy on stage. I was on meds and so, so tired. I laughed at other people’s improv and overall was just kind of out of it. I think I got a C for the show…which combined with my A, averaged a B or the class for the year. I was so pissed that it brought down my entire GPA.

Moral of the story, after this whole mess, my parents refused to let me be a part of my school’s drama program after sophomore year. I was still performing professionally and locally, but no longer through the school. And my parents made it very clear to the principle the danger that my teacher put me in by forcing me to perform.

For the entire summer before going into my junior year, I was so angry with my parents. Theatre was my life. Theatre was where my friends were. I didn’t know my identity if it didn’t involve performance. And on top of that, I had to find ANOTHER extra-curricular activity to fill its place. What did I end up choosing?

Photography. It’s funny how things turn out. Without getting mono, being forced to perform, then being banished from theatre class (by my parents), I would have never discovered my love for this art form. I never would have known I had a knack for it. I never would have been in that class the day a representative from Savannah College of Art and Design came to give a speech. I never would have gone to that college, gotten a scholarship, met Sean or found that I had a passion for something other than theatre.

Maybe I never would have become a photographer, in general. And that’s a scary, scary thought.

So….thanks mom and dad. For being such hard asses and making me explore something creative outside of my comfort zone. It would have been very easy to have stayed in a class where the teacher’s took advantage of the students and didn’t show proper appreciation. But you pushed me to do more. To be better. And I owe my livelihood and income to it.

A New Family Member

Maddie looked up at me with wet, almond eyes. “Please, Aunt Colleen.”

She didn’t even need to say another word. She could have been asking me to peel the skin off my own ass with a cheese grater and I would have said yes. I nodded and hugged her, kissing the top of her head. She smelled sweet. Like cookies and grass.

Breaking free from my grasp, she ran to her room returning soon with a piece of notebook paper and crayons. In a child-like handwriting, she scripted these words:

I, Colleen Katna, promise to care for Annie the Crayfish to the best of my abilitees. I promise not to let Red or Bebop eat her and to feed her everyday. I will also change her water once a week.

Below these words (where yes, my name was spelled wrong), I signed my John Hancock. Maddie had another crayfish (named Tom) before she bought Annie. Annie and Tom did not get along…hence the reason she had to reluctantly give Annie away. To me. The house otherwise known as “the zoo.”

You might remember Red’s obsession with fish from several months ago. He is obsessed with fish. And so when we walked in the door with Annie, he just about knocked me over trying to get his nose pressed up to the glass. In the morning, I ask Red, “What’s the fish doing?” and he charges the tank, just to get a glimpse at Annie. I even put his bed over next to the tank (which I’ve now placed eye level, just for Red) so that he can lie down next to her.

At first, I thought Maddie was overreacting with her concern about Red eating the crayfish…but now, seeing his obsession with her, Maddie might have had a point. Besides crayfish are tasty, tasty little buggers.

A New Family Member

A New Family Member

A New Family Member

A Not-So-Trash the Dress Session {New York City Wedding Photographer}

You might remember Julia and Patrick from their engagement photos I shot in Central Park last summer. The two got married down in Playa del Carmen, Mexico back in January…and I was there to document their big day (and to do a little vacationing, myself)! Those photographs will be posted soon enough. In the meantime, because I do things a little a** backwards sometimes, here are their after-session images! Some might call this a “trash-the-dress” session…except there was very little (to none) of trashing the dress. It might have gotten a little dirty around the hem walking around the streets of Brooklyn–but other than that, not so much!

A Not-So-Trash the Dress Session {New York City Wedding Photographer}

A Not-So-Trash the Dress Session {New York City Wedding Photographer}A Not-So-Trash the Dress Session {New York City Wedding Photographer}

A Not-So-Trash the Dress Session {New York City Wedding Photographer}

A Not-So-Trash the Dress Session {New York City Wedding Photographer}

A Not-So-Trash the Dress Session {New York City Wedding Photographer}

A Not-So-Trash the Dress Session {New York City Wedding Photographer}

A Not-So-Trash the Dress Session {New York City Wedding Photographer}

A Not-So-Trash the Dress Session {New York City Wedding Photographer}

A Not-So-Trash the Dress Session {New York City Wedding Photographer}

A Not-So-Trash the Dress Session {New York City Wedding Photographer}

A Not-So-Trash the Dress Session {New York City Wedding Photographer}

A Not-So-Trash the Dress Session {New York City Wedding Photographer}

A Not-So-Trash the Dress Session {New York City Wedding Photographer}

A Not-So-Trash the Dress Session {New York City Wedding Photographer}

A Not-So-Trash the Dress Session {New York City Wedding Photographer}

A Blustery Day in Prospect Park {New York City Senior Portraits}

Sarah is my first official senior representative! She is an amazing singer and such a mature girl. I can really tell she’s going to go far–she’s inquisitive without being annoying. Motivated without being obnoxious and Confident without being arrogant. She’s so beautiful inside and out and so, so striking.

Poor Sarah, though! The wind was soooo crazy this day, her hair was blowing all over the place! And for a super sunny day, it was still surprisingly cold.

A Blustery Day in Prospect Park {New York City Senior Portraits}

A Blustery Day in Prospect Park {New York City Senior Portraits}

A Blustery Day in Prospect Park {New York City Senior Portraits}

A Blustery Day in Prospect Park {New York City Senior Portraits}

A Blustery Day in Prospect Park {New York City Senior Portraits}

A Blustery Day in Prospect Park {New York City Senior Portraits}

A Blustery Day in Prospect Park {New York City Senior Portraits}

A Blustery Day in Prospect Park {New York City Senior Portraits}

A Blustery Day in Prospect Park {New York City Senior Portraits}

A Blustery Day in Prospect Park {New York City Senior Portraits}

A Blustery Day in Prospect Park {New York City Senior Portraits}

Glowing {New York City Maternity Photographer}

Kristin came to me not too long ago wanting “slightly naughty” maternity photos–and she said the former with this really lovely European accent (I think she’s from Norway?).  Now of course, due to the nature of some of the photos, I can’t publish them all. But here are a handful that she gave me permission to post publicly.

I’ll be seeing Kristin again this week and meeting her 5 day old daughter!

Glowing {New York City Maternity Photographer}

Glowing {New York City Maternity Photographer}

Glowing {New York City Maternity Photographer}

Glowing {New York City Maternity Photographer}

Glowing {New York City Maternity Photographer}

Glowing {New York City Maternity Photographer}

Glowing {New York City Maternity Photographer}

Glowing {New York City Maternity Photographer}

Glowing {New York City Maternity Photographer}

Glowing {New York City Maternity Photographer}