Before digital there was film. Film was a little roll of negatives, tightly wrapped and protected from the light, which slipped into a camera and advanced around a spool as you pushed the button. If you want to know more about negatives, I suggest you ask your parents or look …
Fifteen Years Ago My first really nice camera was a Canon 35 mm. It was a beautiful camera and required actual film. If you don’t know what film is you may ask your parents because they will remember. * I was very careful about the number of photographs I took …
It meant nothing to me. It was just a whimsical hat with a label I did not appreciate. I actually wondered why a perfectly nice flowered hat would have such a bright red label with the word Supreme on it when it would have been quite nice without it. Here …
Tim loves to paint in a Maynard Dixon style. He likes bold colors and shapes and you might imagine how touched we were to receive this gift for our 50th anniversary. This is the home we raised our children in, for the most part. He is a dedicated thrifter …
People either love pears or they don’t. There is no middle ground. Little babies shiver and spit them out and rub them in their eyes with their little fists. They know they have been tricked. My mother used to make a little salad to go above each knife when …
journal entry: It is easy to take a photograph of a face holding still and staring at you. Not much of a story in that one. My favorite photographs are storytelling photographs. Like this one. A mother reading the newspaper with her children. Talking about things. Explaining things. …
Water bottles are not really bottles. They are made of rubber. They aren’t even shaped like bottles. Nevertheless, they are wonderful, old-fashioned things. Time was when people heated bricks and potatoes in the fire before bedtime, wrapped them in cloth and settled their cold toes on them for the night. …
My Valentines decorations are few. But special. Every year I re-discover this wonderful handmade Valentine angel which I bought at a boutique twenty years ago. I don’t know who made her but whomever did was very talented. She has a wonderful face and wooden wings. A small heart is pinned …
All of my granddaughters love my mother’s hats. They are so different, especially with the net pulled down. There is something mysterious about hiding behind it. Keeley and I talked about it. Did she want to take some photographs in the hats? YES. She did. She put on the string …
