June 15, 2009
Do these doors lead to a world with no homework?
Tonight’s homework ended with me standing in the kitchen at 10 p.m., crying to M, “I don’t want to do this any more. When I grow up, I just want to be a photographer.”
June 15, 2009
Tonight’s homework ended with me standing in the kitchen at 10 p.m., crying to M, “I don’t want to do this any more. When I grow up, I just want to be a photographer.”
June 14, 2009
The color photographs are for the grandparents.
June 14, 2009
I went to the “cell phone store” (as Zoe calls it) today (well, yesterday, actually, since right now it’s very early Sunday morning) and adjusted my plan.
June 11, 2009
June 10, 2009
A colleague came into my office yesterday at just the right moment, when someone was asking about the photographs I made on vacation. She asked to see some, and went overboard about them. Her father appreciates fine art photography, and she decided she’d like to give him an “original print from a real artist” for Father’s Day.
June 10, 2009
Okay, so I admit I made a lot of waterfall photographs while we were in Yosemite. Sue me. It’s waterfall season and they are magnificent.
June 10, 2009
Zoe was complaining the other day that her Crocs were hurting. She’s had them for awhile, so I was sure her feet were outgrowing them. M, wise father that he is, decided to dig into the matter instead of just throwing money at it like his wife does.
June 9, 2009
Stef, in response to my pumping her for information before our trip, said that the Mirror Lake trail was pretty easy and enjoyable, although there wasn’t much to see upon arrival.
June 9, 2009
We’ve attended too many funerals lately, so it is with great, joyful pleasure that I congratulate Tiffany and Doug on the arrival of their first baby, Gavin Phillip. Hang on, guys, you’re in for one helluva ride and more fun than you could ever imagine. And, here’s a little message for wee Gavin (who isn’t so wee, actually, tipping the scales at 8 lb 15 oz): your parents are totally kick-ass but new at all this, so go easy on ’em and sleep a lot.
June 8, 2009
This isn’t one of my “art” photographs. Just a visual sigh and a wish that I were still there. Or anywhere with no responsibilities except to empty my camera’s compact flash cards each night and recharge the batts. The only thing in the whole world that would have made it better would have been to have the other photographer in my house there with me. Hopefully I’ll get to take her some day.