September 11, 2009 .... It turns out I have very few pictures of me: I am the one taking pictures. There's a part of me that believes that if I take a picture of what enchants or intrigues me, that thing or view or face will hold that place in my mind for as long as I need it. I have hundreds of pics in IPhoto, hundreds of my grandchildren (particularly the littler girls, since they spend a lot of time here, and I can follow them around with a camera long enough that they forget I am photographing them). It makes for some lovely shots that catch them in many different kinds of light, moods. I have recorded their changing facial and body contours. They started out as such round, mama's milk tykes, and are becoming lovelier and more mysterious as they grow up. "Age" doesn't work as a verb for a four year old special needs lambie, or her eight and a half year old, diamond bright, fourth grade sister. I love capturing the fleetingness of their facial expressions. They are my canaries in the coal mine of my life.
Bill W.'s kitchen table - Oct. 2007
old school friends, she has 20 years, I ,24
Meadow in Yellowstone
July in Yellowstone is like spring at home
Another sweet old thing ..joey
photo in the bathroom mirror
sweet old thing -- The Pacific
Coast near Santa Cruz, California
About Me
- joey
- I am a sober alcoholic, grandmother, looooongterm wife,mother,sister,friend, gardener, reader, lover of language, jazz, piano, jazz piano. I am amateur photographer, in love with light, texture, color. I love the truth that art of all kinds tells. I am not a critic (Iknownothing) but I know what it is to love a piece and believe what it is telling me. I love to laugh, and I often think I am hilarious and witty as all get out. I often laugh out loud at what I am reading or at what someone says (at lectures, in the library, on the street -- just about anywhere that absurdity or delight strikes me.) I am so grateful to be alive and decently-well, and loved and loving. I am not fond of frauds, of any kind. I believe that if you want to know what is important to a person, you should watch what she does and how she lives. Cats.... love them too, at any stage of their lives.
Just say the word and I will come take pictures of you in the garden, or at the bookshelves or wherever you say, because I have few pictures of myself too, and I want your face on your blog. Don't forget to title your blogs. You come through loud and clear in your writing! I love you!
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