About Russell Gearhart

Once upon a time in southern Utah, a little boy named Russell was given a 110mm camera by his grandma.

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Once upon a time in southern Utah, a little boy named Russell was given a 110mm camera by his grandma. He would take pictures of everything. Russell's favorite subjects were his dog Patches and cat Flash, and he experimented his way through many rolls to find a fun shot. Alas, the elusive Flash lived up to her name and was hard to capture on film.

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Once upon a time in southern Utah, a little boy named Russell was given a 110mm camera by his grandma. He would take pictures of everything. Russell's favorite subjects were his dog Patches and cat Flash, and he experimented his way through many rolls to find a fun shot. Alas, the elusive Flash lived up to her name and was hard to capture on film.

When little Russell was 8 years old, his brother Dan married a lovely girl named Tiffany, and Russell made his first wedding photos with that 110mm camera. Russell still had a lot to learn about composition.

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Once upon a time in southern Utah, a little boy named Russell was given a 110mm camera by his grandma. He would take pictures of everything. Russell's favorite subjects were his dog Patches and cat Flash, and he experimented his way through many rolls to find a fun shot. Alas, the elusive Flash lived up to her name and was hard to capture on film.

When little Russell was 8 years old, his brother Dan married a lovely girl named Tiffany, and Russell made his first wedding photos with that 110mm camera. Russell still had a lot to learn about composition.

The boy grew, and landed a job developing and scanning negs at the local newspaper to pay for college. His photo editor, Nick, was the closest person Russell had to a mentor. He taught Russell the importance of story, and even let him shoot assignments after plenty of begging.

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Once upon a time in southern Utah, a little boy named Russell was given a 110mm camera by his grandma. He would take pictures of everything. Russell's favorite subjects were his dog Patches and cat Flash, and he experimented his way through many rolls to find a fun shot. Alas, the elusive Flash lived up to her name and was hard to capture on film.

When little Russell was 8 years old, his brother Dan married a lovely girl named Tiffany, and Russell made his first wedding photos with that 110mm camera. Russell still had a lot to learn about composition.

The boy grew, and landed a job developing and scanning negs at the local newspaper to pay for college. His photo editor, Nick, was the closest person Russell had to a mentor. He taught Russell the importance of story, and even let him shoot assignments after plenty of begging.

Russell moved west to a daily newspaper in the California high desert. There he told many stories with his camera, including one about pre-Vice Prez Dick Cheney's visit, and one about some very curious and dirty-mouthed ostriches. Eventually, Russell rose to chief photographer and managed all aspects of the paper's editorial photography.

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Once upon a time in southern Utah, a little boy named Russell was given a 110mm camera by his grandma. He would take pictures of everything. Russell's favorite subjects were his dog Patches and cat Flash, and he experimented his way through many rolls to find a fun shot. Alas, the elusive Flash lived up to her name and was hard to capture on film.

When little Russell was 8 years old, his brother Dan married a lovely girl named Tiffany, and Russell made his first wedding photos with that 110mm camera. Russell still had a lot to learn about composition.

The boy grew, and landed a job developing and scanning negs at the local newspaper to pay for college. His photo editor, Nick, was the closest person Russell had to a mentor. He taught Russell the importance of story, and even let him shoot assignments after plenty of begging.

Russell moved west to a daily newspaper in the California high desert. There he told many stories with his camera, including one about pre-Vice Prez Dick Cheney's visit, and one about some very curious and dirty-mouthed ostriches. Eventually, Russell rose to chief photographer and managed all aspects of the paper's editorial photography.

News journalism instilled in Russell a love for people, and he thrived on never knowing where a tale would take him next.

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Once upon a time in southern Utah, a little boy named Russell was given a 110mm camera by his grandma. He would take pictures of everything. Russell's favorite subjects were his dog Patches and cat Flash, and he experimented his way through many rolls to find a fun shot. Alas, the elusive Flash lived up to her name and was hard to capture on film.

When little Russell was 8 years old, his brother Dan married a lovely girl named Tiffany, and Russell made his first wedding photos with that 110mm camera. Russell still had a lot to learn about composition.

The boy grew, and landed a job developing and scanning negs at the local newspaper to pay for college. His photo editor, Nick, was the closest person Russell had to a mentor. He taught Russell the importance of story, and even let him shoot assignments after plenty of begging.

Russell moved west to a daily newspaper in the California high desert. There he told many stories with his camera, including one about pre-Vice Prez Dick Cheney's visit, and one about some very curious and dirty-mouthed ostriches. Eventually, Russell rose to chief photographer and managed all aspects of the paper's editorial photography.

News journalism instilled in Russell a love for people, and he thrived on never knowing where a tale would take him next. Realizing a knack for storytelling with light, he continued his schooling at Chapman University, and unwittingly became a poster boy in a film department promo.

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Once upon a time in southern Utah, a little boy named Russell was given a 110mm camera by his grandma. He would take pictures of everything. Russell's favorite subjects were his dog Patches and cat Flash, and he experimented his way through many rolls to find a fun shot. Alas, the elusive Flash lived up to her name and was hard to capture on film.

When little Russell was 8 years old, his brother Dan married a lovely girl named Tiffany, and Russell made his first wedding photos with that 110mm camera. Russell still had a lot to learn about composition.

The boy grew, and landed a job developing and scanning negs at the local newspaper to pay for college. His photo editor, Nick, was the closest person Russell had to a mentor. He taught Russell the importance of story, and even let him shoot assignments after plenty of begging.

Russell moved west to a daily newspaper in the California high desert. There he told many stories with his camera, including one about pre-Vice Prez Dick Cheney's visit, and one about some very curious and dirty-mouthed ostriches. Eventually, Russell rose to chief photographer and managed all aspects of the paper's editorial photography.

News journalism instilled in Russell a love for people, and he thrived on never knowing where a tale would take him next. Realizing a knack for storytelling with light, he continued his schooling at Chapman University, and unwittingly became a poster boy in a film department promo.

Russell settled in Los Angeles, and lit television shows and films that took him to dusty airplane graveyards and freezing bluffs by the sea. However, he couldn't resist the pull of photographing real people.

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Once upon a time in southern Utah, a little boy named Russell was given a 110mm camera by his grandma. He would take pictures of everything. Russell's favorite subjects were his dog Patches and cat Flash, and he experimented his way through many rolls to find a fun shot. Alas, the elusive Flash lived up to her name and was hard to capture on film.

When little Russell was 8 years old, his brother Dan married a lovely girl named Tiffany, and Russell made his first wedding photos with that 110mm camera. Russell still had a lot to learn about composition.

The boy grew, and landed a job developing and scanning negs at the local newspaper to pay for college. His photo editor, Nick, was the closest person Russell had to a mentor. He taught Russell the importance of story, and even let him shoot assignments after plenty of begging.

Russell moved west to a daily newspaper in the California high desert. There he told many stories with his camera, including one about pre-Vice Prez Dick Cheney's visit, and one about some very curious and dirty-mouthed ostriches. Eventually, Russell rose to chief photographer and managed all aspects of the paper's editorial photography.

News journalism instilled in Russell a love for people, and he thrived on never knowing where a tale would take him next. Realizing a knack for storytelling with light, he continued his schooling at Chapman University, and unwittingly became a poster boy in a film department promo.

Russell settled in Los Angeles, and lit television shows and films that took him to dusty airplane graveyards and freezing bluffs by the sea. However, he couldn't resist the pull of photographing real people.

And so officially began Russell Gearhart Photography in 2006. With a solid narrative approach, Russell and his crew blend a fun journalistic eye with craftsman-quality results. He's a member of Professional Photographers of America and Wedding & Portrait Photographers International. He's photographed weddings from Maine to Hawaii, finding singular moments that make each couple's story original.

Alas, Russell keeps experimenting, so don't be surprised to find him balancing on a chair or crawling on the floor to find that fun, elusive shot of you.

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