My name is Annie Tao. I am a photographer based in the San Francisco Bay Area. I specialize in lifestyle photography where you get to play, hang out, and be yourself. I capture the moments, real emotions and stories that occur during our time together. Check here often or subscribe to my blog (RSS feed) to see what I am up to or get creative inspiration. Thanks for visiting!
I scoured through thousands of my client photos and pondered my philosophy on photographing people. What I realized was that my philosophy was incredibly simple.
Looking at all these gorgeous faces and families, my heart melts a little. I hope you’ll enjoy it. ~annie
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Hmmmm….what could the pink balloon stand for?!!
SQUEEEEE!!! I’m so excited for The S Family!
This Lifestyle Maternity Photography session was a relaxing stroll through Louisa’s alma mater: Stanford! We went to areas that weren’t as iconic because, let’s be honest, those areas are… “been there, done that”! :) However, we did stumble upon areas that were unknowingly closed for construction, dried up, or scary-looking (haha), but we still had fun wherever we went!
Lifestyle Family Photography sessions with young children are all about being flexible and going with the flow of whatever the kids feel!
So in this beautiful garden setting, we had doll-eating, twirling, silly face-making, hopping like a bunny, hand-holding, high-flying feet kicking, gummy-chewing, flower-smelling, and wearing of special hats for the parents! You’ll see what I mean about the “special hats” below.
And loving. There were hugs and love to be found throughout my afternoon with The G-L family!
I remember crying in Kindergarten when my teacher insisted that each student announce what they wanted to be when they grew up.
I was a shy child whose parents split up when I was three and we moved around a lot, so talking in front of a group was far from being ‘fun’. (By the end of Elementary School, I couldn’t stop talking, so there was a weird life symmetry there! ha!) Anyhow, I remember thinking to myself, “How would I know what I want to be?!! I am only five!”
The result of the silence and all eyes on me: tears.
Fast forward to 6th grade.
It was a similar situation, but this time, the teacher asked us to think about what we wanted to be when we grew up. This time, I did. I put a lot of thought into it. I had friends who named the profession of their mother or father. Some wanted to be what they considered a ‘hero job’: a doctor, a firefighter. For me, I had always loved Art. Always. Yet, I thought being an Artist meant standing on a sidewalk with my paintings and hoping to sell something, so I could have money to eat! Thus, Art was never something I considered as a plausible career.
Instead, I came up with two things. I was 11 years old, and I knew I wanted to be…
I’ve always loved kids and thought the coolest thing in the entire World would be to be a mom. To have kids. To hold babies. To love them unconditionally. To teach them skills and help shape them to be confident and good people.
And happy. I didn’t know what job I wanted. I didn’t think about income, industry, or position. I didn’t care about the details. I just knew that whatever my career would be, I needed to be happy.
So going full circle here, I am now a business owner of something I am passionate about: creating art. I am also a mother of little humans who test my patience sometimes (haha), but they make me grow and learn and teach. They make me want to always see the World as a silver lining, to find good in people. I can humbly say that I am happier with them in my World.
Thank you — yes, YOU — for sharing in my journey!
Now why on Earth am I thinking about all this?
Well, my littlest monkey just turned 6 years old. (These photos are from her 6 year old photoshoot.) She is in Kindergarten, and I remembered how I was asked that question when I was her age. Unlike me, however, Avie knows what she wants to be when she grows up. A singer. Well, not any ordinary singer. A Singing Baker. So in a few years, if you hear about a bakery that just opened up where the baker sings, you’ll know it’s my child!
When I grow up (hey, I’m still growing!), I want to be where I am now. But just older.