Lita Medinger
Profile
My name is Lita. I’m a 20-year-old college sjunior in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. I run Divinity Photography and do some modeling work. I do a lot of portraits, some fashion work, and love nature.
Right now, I work mainly with friends, either because they need a photo for something or they just want to have fun and know I can make them look good. I also work with local bands, taking pictures at practices and concerts.
I am currently scheduling times to shoot senior portraits, something I really love. Examples can be found in my deviantArt gallery. If you want fun, unique portraits, see how to contact me below.
I can also be found on deviantArt as SeekingDivinity, on ModelMayhem and Facebook as DivinityPhotography, and on Twitter as litamedinger.
If you’re interested in my work or shooting together, you can e-mail me at DivinityPhotography [at] live.com.
Groups
Lita Medinger is a member of Behind the Mask, Blood Red - All things vampiric, Candid Photography ( ONE per day, NO family/friends) ) , Desert Heat, Dresses, Fireworks, Flowers in Macro, Have Your Say on TShirts, In Another World .., Macro Water Photographic Gallery, model beginnings., Nerds Unite, Pentacle Passions, PixElations - The Art of Photoshop, Portraits in Natural Light, Practising the Dark Arts, Something Fishy, Tattoo, Piercing and Body Modification, Timelapse/Long Exposure Photography and Welcome to Wisconsin!.
Journal Entries
Sale on Zombie Shoot images!
Posted 8 months ago.
Zombie Shoot and a Halloween Sale!
Posted 11 months ago.
"Professional"
Posted about 1 year ago, 1 comment so far.
Money! And a 4th of July Sale!
Posted about 1 year ago, 2 comments so far.
Senior Portraits
Posted about 1 year ago.
T-Shirts and Memory Cards
Posted about 1 year ago.
First T-Shirt Sale
Posted over 1 year ago, 2 comments so far.
Art
Clothing
Writing
Acceptance Letters
(Henry Ackleman walks onstage, carrying (or pretending to carry) a letter, reading.) (under his breath) Mister Henry Ackleman, we regret to inform you that your application to… (trails off, …
Who
Where. / Cold kisses, / stainless / steel, and / white walls. Who. / Not a / shrub, / not a glass / of orange juice. What. / Meetings, / groups, / tiny plastic / cups. Who. / Fragile / chalk …
According To My Dreams
The antago, the false alarms; / from sheer impulsiveness / I tried to believe the meaning missing / from your letters. I thought / I understood what you thought / you meant, though the words didn’t …
Irish
not my language. / I speak as the tongues / of rich / pomegranates do. / I speak as / cold winds through / dead trees / twisting their bran…
At My Own Funeral
She is dead. / That is it, then. / Her soul is gone, / leaving her body as it shall be, / as it was before her birth. / We may long to mourn, / but remember: / she is now with / the birds, the forest,…
I Am A Hundred Thousand
“I am one; I am no one; I am a hundred thousand.” –Miguel de Unamuno They call me Asher Lev. / They call me Ishmael. / They call me Hector. / They call me Ra. / They call me Christ. / They ca…
