Tuesday, December 15, 2015


Can you tell what this is? 

I submitted three of my lumen prints to be included in a juried group show at a local gallery.

I had so much fun preparing these prints! I even enjoyed framing them. 

Among 150 works of art, only 7 (including my 3) were photography related. The others were oils, acrylic, watercolor, fibers, alcohol inks, and drawings.

Next step: submit some pinhole or silver gelatin black and white to an all-photo show.


I love taking risks. 

Friday, December 4, 2015

I think that, if we take action before the g-forces get too strong and start pulling us down, we can avoid circling the drain
Sometimes the struggle against gravity can be intense, and it can take up a lot of my time
but here i am anyway

i know that my circumstances aren't original
but they are to me (first time for everything)
and when i am faced with something new, that demands my attention, it's hard to find a different angle on it...other than my default (not sure what that is)

i am not a martyr
i don't suffer more than anyone else
i want to choose life in every situation

as far as i can tell, life begins to lose it's purpose when i stop serving others
that's not to say that taking care of myself is unimportant (it is most important)
but to be only self-serving isn't a good thing
taking care of oneself and being self-serving are different (obviously)

i don't focus much on what is going on in the world at large anymore
not because i don't care
but i found that it didn't help
it kept me feeling impotent
and i'm not
the world exists in my home, inside of me
and if i don't tend to those worlds, it doesn't matter what i do for the world outside

plus, looking at what's wrong with others is the easiest way to avoid looking at myself

there it is

it's not apathy
it's the courage to deal with myself (even if i don't know what to do next)
i guess this is the in-between place

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Lumen prints, revisited. A friend suggested that I "bleach" them with potassium ferricyanide, and it worked wonderfully. I have plans for these. I'll let you know when my plans come to fruition.

I have a favor to ask.

If you're reading this, please leave in the comments section your favorite encouraging quote, scripture verse, song, poem, whatever. Something that is HOPEful. Something that inspires courage and reminds you that IT WILL GET BETTER. something that you have called on in times of need.

I'll leave you with a few crappy cell phone pictures of sunsets that I've taken recently.

there's this color in sunsets and sunrises
i don't know what it's called
it's elusive
green gold blue
so calm
the color of purelove
no fear
just knowing courage
i want to be that color

Thursday, November 5, 2015


This day-long drive is my favorite. As I head west, the horizon opens up, and so does my heart. I crave that feeling as I drive through the canyons...that feeling of renewal, oneness, openness, observation. No more judgement or inner criticism. Just being. the old me, current me, and future me all together. a right perspective.

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

What can I say, except that blogging is no longer a catharsis?

I don't know what it is anymore. It's a rare occurrence, for one thing.
Anyway, as usual, there's far more going on underneath the surface than it appears.

It's good, though. Good, deep roots growing, with plenty of rain. :p

1. I'm tired of funerals and illnesses. It doesn't matter how "squared away" I think I am on the subject of death and dying, when it really happens I have a little mini-crisis. It's different now, though. It's all on the inside....which I prefer.

2. The change of seasons still slows me down and makes me a little blue. I guess it always will.

3. I am learning to forgive. I don't need to have justice served to know that I've done no wrong. Instead of feeling hurt, I can see that it's not even about me.

4. I still have these little nihilistic moments, and I hate them. I think they come from not being mindful...when I'm more of an automaton in my own life. Looking at family photos and taking care of myself tends to get me back to right.

So, tell me what's going on with you. What are you reading? How are you feeling? (tell me!)

Thursday, October 1, 2015


People were in really good spirits on this night. The city kept all of the family friendly activities on one end of the square, and allowed all of the beer vendors on the other end. I think it worked out well.

First time using Ilford HP5 Plus, 400 ISO
Minolta Maxxum 700
D76 developer x 12.5 minutes

Monday, September 21, 2015

I love her laugh
when she thinks her brother is hilarious
I love her hands
patting my back as she hugs me
I love her imagination
as she creates entire worlds on a rainy afternoon
I love her breathing
when she's dreaming
I love her mercy
because she is quick to forgive
I love her style
when she wears a cape and witch hat to the market
I love her empathy
because she has a heart for the underdog
I love her
more than words can say

Sunday, September 20, 2015

Apparently I tend to boss around complete strangers.

We saw these kids walking along the square, carrying their instruments. Here's what happened next:

Me: Hi guys! Are y'all gonna play in this spot?

them: We're thinking about it.

Me: Where are you from?

Them: We're from this little town near here. (They go on to tell me where they're from.)

Me: I live there!

(Then we have a short conversation about who we know in common. They're such sweet kids.)

Me: So...what are you doing? Are you going to play??

Them: ::nervous laughter::

Me: Next time bring your guitar case for tips.

Them: We're not here for the money. ::looking slightly unsure of that statement::

Me: Take your hat off and put it on the ground. (I place the hat upside down in front of the boys.) Now, play your best song.

In less than five minutes, I counted more than $10 placed into the hat. I took a polaroid of them (after asking :p), and placed it in the hat with a couple of bucks.

My friend teased me about how motherly I was to them, but I felt SO proud of them! It takes guts to play in public.

I told them to come back next weekend and bring the case.

Sunday, August 30, 2015

Behold. Small town Texas on a Saturday night.

I saw this guy walking down the middle of Main Street. I was just trying to tell him that he was going the wrong way. He wasn't hearing it.

Friday, August 28, 2015

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

NYC feet on the street

I really did enjoy New York, even though it was total sensory overload. I think people are fascinating...their clothes, their faces, their SHOES. I decided on day 4 or 5 that I wanted to snap a few shots of shoes. So I did. I personally prefer the nighttime shots, as they have a bit more mystery to them. I also prefer them in color, as it tells more about the person wearing the shoes. 

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

summer on the farm

Ducks are funny. Have you ever watched them? They have quite the attitude.

Nikon FG with polarizing filter, Kentmere 100, D76

Sunday, August 9, 2015

Slideshow II

Lower Manhattan skyline

 This is Ariel (L) and Paul (R). This was, for me, one of my favorite moments. We were on the edge of Central Park, resting from a long walk. I approached Ariel and asked for a photo of his horse, and he happily obliged. He was interested in my Polaroid camera, so we chatted for a minute, when Paul walked up and began to tease his friend about posing for pictures. Paul is from Ireland, and Ariel from Israel. Evidently they've been working together for roughly 25 years, and they seem to be great friends. I'm glad I got to meet them.

Brooklyn skyline

One World Trade Center from the street.  We visited the 9/11 Museum on this day, but I didn't take any photos, inside or out. I highly recommend you visit the museum if you get the chance. It was a mixed bag of emotions, but I'm glad I went.