Category Archives: personal work
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in search of the lyrical
On our Thanksgiving trip out to Phoenix, we took a detour to see the Grand Canyon. A few hundred meters into the Bright Angel Trail, we came across a group of big horned sheep; literally right next to use, so close if we had wanted we could have reached out and touched them. Though, clearly, we didn’t.
I had in my hands only, gasp!, a film camera, so these are a few images Trent took with a digital camera.
And the quintessential long-armed-stretch-wide-angled-self-portrait of the two of us, two days into car-crazy.
in search of the lyrical
I love finding graphic elements against natural textures.
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in search of the lyrical
Another found minimalist piece of art. Can you guess what this is?
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in search of the lyrical
An image from a walk I took, with my camera, and the willpower to not look at any of the images until I got home. Just a little reminder of the anticipation of film days. Not in focus, but I liked the movement in this, and the color.
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a reminder
It’s been an interesting two weeks of visiting people, making portraits of old friends, new friends, and little children new to the world.
It is energizing to feel and see these things reflected in people I care about; to those people who struggled and worked for happiness, for success, for families, for life. Friends whose life paths are opening to something new, paths that are revealing themselvs in directions that a decade ago, two decades ago we might not have thought possible or probable. Paved with experience, disappointments, reverse directions, the best intentions.
Many friends whom are nearly a decade out of school, seeing their work, dreams, sidebars, all come together for them. The energies invested and the diligence put into programs, jobs, busniess, personal exploarions and relationships come to fruition. Seeing this makes everything seems worthwhile. Life affirming. a good gift of awareness to me, on the 2 year anniversary of such a life changing incident. A reminder.
My husband reminds me often. To enjoy life, to make our time here together count, to move with purpose through the world.
which city?, witch city
Kristen pointed out that we were nearing Salem; and it was the Sunday before Halloween. Hmmm . . after bungling it by following the signs to Salem, New Hampshire (uh . . at one point I did live in New England, but clearly California has pushed certain geographic information out of my brain), we did make it to Witch City. There was madness afoot everywhere. Take a peek.
Happy Halloween!
vermontaineering
On our way back to Boston, we took a day to take pictures for fun.
classic vermont cow in pasture:
Kristen had never had cider donuts, hence the need to stop by Cold Hollow Cider Press for a snack.
the one truly brilliant tree:
picturesque Vermont scene:
Connecticut River in New Hampshire:
Closed ice cream shop in White River Junction:
brody update
walking. talking (at the moment still unintelligible to me, but still there is the effort of verbal communications). feeding his snacks to the dogs. generally being a delightful nephew.
sadie update
Our little Sadie is 1 year old now. At least another year to go of puppyhood.
