I don’t know why it’s taking me so long to finish my Hawt Sands. No, really, I do. It’s because I’ve been going to bed by 10, like a good…
This was my favorite summer cottage in Maine. Like the ultimate playhouse, it has so many of the surface elements that I love packed into one camp house: cedar shingles,…
Sounds like another bad tv pilot, huh? Actually it’s just a mash up of knitting project names and the fact that I’m the featured maker over on Kollabora’s Nora Meets the…
This is the shawl I want to wrap around me when I sit by a fire on the patio this winter. It will go with me anytime I camp in…
I always liked getting a stack of prints in a drugstore envelope, negatives stashed in the little front pocket. Remember checking store flyers for coupons that you’d rip out in…
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I love the idea that neglect of one thing makes room for another to grow…thoughtful series of images…my favorite is the TtV shot…very, very nice.
Thank you, dogdreamzzz. In my life, times of neglect (whatever the kind) at least let certain things rise to the surface. Maybe it's the realization of what are legitimate needs and what aren't, flaws, strengths, or new abilities. I want to think something good comes from it.