The wild, wild West. , originally uploaded by callieo!. I realized being back in Durango this time that it really is a place of cowboys and spurs and genuine twang. The rock-a-billy urban hipsters of Seattle just aren’t the same….
Flaxen alabaster. Dark brooding silver sway. Her hair behind the camera, laughing. She’s smart, that one. And more spirited than five-star Thai. Cropping, framing, reading into the inked cravasses of the night. Could you find my Holga? Forgotten compositions that need to see the light. Her eyes the color of a
On being female and not giving a f*ck. I have always done what I needed to do, but when I tell people about my childhood and early adulthood and register their responses to my stories, I realize just how unusual my past was. Perhaps not everybody could have done what I did under similar circumstances (if you do
Ho due cani! Tres cani Romani. . So, I’m really missing Oslo and Mies every time I see a Roman dog. Last night we saw three of them on the way home (this is the street that we live on). I tried telling these people that I have two Weimaraners, but they spoke
Cadbury eggs! , originally uploaded by djll. It’s almost Easter which means the Cadbury eggs are in. My favorite chocolate candies in the world! Anyway, here’s a beautiful poem by Yeats to go with a beautiful photo. Not the same subject matter, but…. Memory ONE had a lovely face, And two
Screaming babies. Another photographer I really like, Jill Greenberg. Her "End Times" exhibit especially. These may be hard to look at if you have children this age, but if you have teenagers in the midst of causing you stress and heartache, you might experience maybe just a teeny, tiny bit
Flickr has video! You probably know this already, but you can now upload 90 second videos (aka "long photos") to Flickr. p.s. Please do not show this video to Mies! I don’t want him getting any ideas….
A whisper on the wall. originally uploaded by Neylano. I love photography. More than design, I think. This was taken at the Pink Door in Seattle. Swoon.
For the love of good men and dogs. I am a lucky girl. 2010 has been good to me, if only for the fact that I get to come home to a wonderful husband, a beautiful house with lots of white space and high ceilings, and exuberant, unconditional dog love every single day. And all that without my