I think it all started with the Fisher Price record player. You know, the one that played: “Oh Where Has My Little Dog Gone?” Later, I had one like this….
By the looks of these 365’s I live a life of leisure. (365 Day 285) But actually, this is just the crumpled and collapsed version of me at the…
(365 Day 186) These are some 365’s taken through the viewfinder, a sometimes frustrating endeavor that has the potential to produce a neat little image along with many impatient outbursts….
I loved the bright color of my first Beatnik, but this one is a more familiar color. Like a sweater my husband used to have, the color of Fall leaves,…
I’m pretty grounded, but once in a while I get wistful like a child and draw up a long, impossible Christmas list in my head because it’s winter and that’s…
Kollabora is hosting a sockalong for Hermione’s Everyday Socks and since I’m one of the only people in the world to not have knit a pair of these, I thought…
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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.