Archive for the ‘PHOTO FRIDAY’ Category

  • December 13, 2013

    photo friday :: 6

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    last night I had pimento cheese for the first time, which I didn’t like too much. and then I went to a concert at the ryman and listened to dozens of nashville musicians sing their hearts out, which I liked quite a bit. “y’all” has officially become a staple in my vocabulary. I still can’t grasp the sentiment behind “meat and three.” I am cold when it is 50 degrees and I can’t imagine living anyplace where the leaves do not change with the seasons. I don’t think I will ever like country music, but I’ve become a big fan of bourbon. living in the south is some strange sort of adventure.

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  • December 6, 2013

    photo (booth) friday

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    number 17 on the list and I have officially (sadly) exhausted all my portland memories. the photobooth at the ace hotel has been on my bucket list forever. mostly because of this lady and her genius friday ritual. sweet jyndia and I had the best time…after we figured out that it started taking pictures immediately upon your payment (hence that first one with my face caught unaware and my mouth forming an unintended expletive in surprise). gosh I love those black and white grainy photos that drop into the little slot still a bit damp from their fresh development. nothing better, I tell you. nothing better.

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  • August 30, 2013

    photo friday :: 5

    there have been millions of photos floating around the internet this week (as always, I suppose). and a good majority of them have featured an almost-naked teenage girl trying to prove she is an adult in a sad and misguided way. I’ve tried to stay away from those. but today I ran across a different kind of photo I’ve been trying to avoid. one I’ve had saved on my computer for a while – of a syrian father grieving the very recent death of his son. the image is visceral and painful. in many ways, it’s too much for me to bear. (which is why I’ve included it after the break. be warned that it is graphic and hard to look at. please know that I am not trying to be gratuitous in my inclusion.)




  • June 21, 2013

    photo friday :: 4

    I’d rather take coffee than compliments just now. – louisa may alcott


    oh. that amy. she may not be my favorite march sister, but every so often, she speaks the truth. because today is friday. but certainly feels like monday. and I could really use a good cup of coffee. like the one at madcap. just 8 hours away. weekend come soon(er).

    (I just remembered that I have about a million pictures from the canon in michigan. photo explosion ahead, my friends!)


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  • June 7, 2013

    photo friday :: 3

    laughter is sunshine; it chases winter from the human face. –  victor hugo


    combing through photos for a post (coming soon) about a dear friend and found this gem. all those trees and the trampoline are no more. and most of the people are no longer part of my everyday life. but there are a few (one or two) who are still around. smiling and loving me in a way that makes me laugh with joy and excitement about what’s ahead. and for that, I am immeasurably thankful.


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  • May 31, 2013

    photo friday :: 2

    above all, I craved to seize the whole essence, in the confines of one single photograph, of some situation that was in the process of unrolling itself before my eyes. – henri cartier-bresson

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    vivian maier. there are a million and one I could choose from in her prolific collection of street photography. I had to break my one-photo rule. and yet. they still don’t do justice to the depth of my love for her.

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    she snuck up on life and captured it. for better or worse. she didn’t change it. didn’t frame it or light it or position it. she just snapped a shot of life in motion. and in her photos, she revealed the extraordinariness of the ordinary world.

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    on my good days, I almost feel as though I could do it too. photograph everyday life. if I paid more attention. if I looked harder and with clearer eyes and were not always only thinking about my to do list. if I were brave enough to walk up to strangers and capture a little piece of their world that is at once different and the same from my own.

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    maybe that’s really the crux of it. courage. I just need to be a bit braver. like vivian.

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    *all photos courtesy of (you know I am DYING to see that documentary.)



  • May 24, 2013

    photo friday :: 1

    let’s just be clear here – this is not a photography blog. as much as I would love to say that I am well-versed in exposure and aperture and all things manual, I most certainly am not. and don’t even get me started on how poorly I operate in photoshop. that said, I think a good picture is worth celebrating. the way one frame can betray so much of the human condition. the way it can contain emotion that evokes emotion and commentary that evokes action. photos invite us into experiences different from our own. they take us out of our comfort zone and the immediate communities we inhabit. and they force us to acknowledge the connectedness of the world and life on it.

    also. I think good words are worth celebrating. I have books and books of collected quotes that astonish me in their ability to fit so much meaning into so few words. I have far too many poetry anthologies that, regardless of what language or time they were written in, reveal universal truths and emotions common across all genders, ages, and cultures. I have multiple books on every surface I occupy (right now, at the desk I am typing on, there are six) that tell of life in all its brokenness and hope and pain and humor. of all that I lost in that fire of 2007, words on paper were the loss I felt the most.

    but what I love most about good photos and good words is this – their ability to transcend all our expectations and to tell a story that is at once beautiful and poetic and true and demanding of our attention. I may not be vivian maier. I may not be annie dillard. but I hope that, in my own way, I can turn out to be an okay storyteller.

    so, with hope of using photos and words to tell a good story, I’ve decided to start a series. every friday I will post one photo and one word (well really, one set of words) for the week. whether or not they will be of my own making or by someone much more qualified than myself will be a surprise.

    for today, it’s this photo (by me) from a few weeks ago. and these words (by e.e. cummings) from a bit further back.


    maggie and milly and molly and may

    maggie and millie and molly and may
    went down to the beach (to play one day)

    and maggie discovered a shell that sang
    so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles, and

    milly befriended a stranded star
    whose rays five languid fingers were;

    and molly was chased by a horrible thing
    which raced sideways while blowing bubbles: and

    may came home with a smooth round stone
    as small as a world and as large as alone.

    for whatever we lose (like a you or a me)
    it’s always ourselves we find in the sea

    — e.e. cummings

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