Lita Medinger


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Lita Medinger
Age: 19
City: Milwaukee
Country: United States
Joined: Apr 2009

My name is Lita. I’m a 19-year-old college sophomore 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’m a Russian major with about 3 college semesters of experience. It’s a difficult language, but a lot of fun if you’re interested in it. My dream would be to teach the language at the university level.

I also write. I am currently working on two projects: Repetition, a book of poetry based on mental illness, and Solo: Readings for One Voice, a collection of monologues for auditions or whatnot.

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.

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Journal Entries

Zombie Shoot and a Halloween Sale!

Posted 21 days ago.

"Professional"

Posted 2 months ago.

Money! And a 4th of July Sale!

Posted 4 months ago.

Senior Portraits

Posted 4 months ago.

T-Shirts and Memory Cards

Posted 4 months ago.

First T-Shirt Sale

Posted 5 months ago, 2 comments so far.

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…

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