Newness

It's still pretty basic, but at least I've got some more material for my galleries. Enjoy. Oh, and feedback is welcome. Photos that work, or don't work?

Grainy Dreamscapes

Slowly scanning the Holga stuff I shot on my two weeks away, and gradually learning the finesse of scanning color negatives. Here's some highlights, starting from back during our NY jaunt.








A few from around Cambridge and Boston...




Mobile, Ala....


And one of Julia in Maine.


Against the realities of my budget, I went fall shopping today... a minor pick-me-up to ward off the onset of blues settling in due to the shortening of days. I've been keeping very busy with work and being a good girlfriend while Matt studies diligently for the GREs, and fortunately there are little trinkets of promising escape in the near future: namely, a car trip to Quebec City with Marie and Jamie in early October, and then Thanksgiving in New York with the fam.

Today I spent a part of the evening shooting more Holga at Haymarket... can't wait to see how those come out.

Love In Her Tummy

Just wanted to share some photos of my beautiful friend Johanna, who, at the time of the photos, was 7 months pregnant... now she's only a couple of weeks away from her due date. She and her husband Nathan came down for a visit in August, and she and I played in the studio while it poured outside.







I can't wait to meet the person hiding out in there... I've known Johanna since we were in "A Midsummer Night's Dream" together as Oberon's fairies in 10th grade.

This fall promises to be busy in a different way than the past 9 months have been busy. I'm cutting back on my freelance in order to build a better body of work, in hopes of getting more interesting and higher-paying freelance in the future... and I'm also building a curriculum for 8 weeks of photography classes at a school for very, very troubled teenage girls, which I'll be co-teaching as well. I'm really looking forward to that.

Today, while filling out a CORI form so I can work at this school, I had to list all my addresses for the past 7 years. I almost couldn't do it. I figured there are about 10 of them, just counting those that were more than a couple months' duration. Crazy, ain't it? I wonder where that number will be by the time I'm 30? How many more times can I stand to move all my crap around (the key being, of course, not to acquire too much crap)?

I'll be checking in with you well before then, but expect slightly less frequent (but more exciting! More colorful! More fantastic!) posting in the near future.

Southbound - Post 2 - Plus Jessie Turns a Quarter-Century Old

Today is my 25th birthday, and I'm pretty busy up here in Maine going on kayak expeditions, navigating 6-foot swells in the motorboat, eating seafood and lying around luxuriously with two of my best friends, Georgia and Julia. So this post will be photo-heavy. I just wanted to get caught up on the second half of my trip down to New Orleans.


As I came across the interstate bridge into New Orleans, I noticed an abandoned theme park - an old Six Flags, it turns out - stark against the sky.


From there I drove straight to Meredith's school to meet her, and spent some time there over the next couple days helping out in the classroom. I even got assigned the making of the "Reading Marathon" bulletin board. Here are some shots from around the school.









And this is the outside of the school they'll eventually be moving into, with the Superdome in the background.



The foliage in New Orleans has a peculiar kind of fruit hanging from the branches...





Here's my compassionate, intelligent, driven friend Meredith, in front of her house.



For better or worse, I don't have much else to show you from New Orleans - a handful of film shots, but I didn't take any shots in my driving around the lower 9th or the rest of the city. It felt obvious not to. We can talk about that later...

I headed back north on Saturday afternoon, and stopped for dinner at my favorite road restaurant.



On the trip back, I spent the night in Atlanta where my friend Fred, who's an excellent photographer and whom I've known since I was 14, lives with his sister Besha, her husband Ryan, and their little boy, Felix. We had a great night catching up, and played with Felix in the back yard in the morning before I left.




(For some reason when turned upside down, Felix felt it necessary to sing his ABC's. I don't know why he made this connection to being upside-down, but he did it every time.)




Next came one of my favorite parts of the whole trip: a Georgia flea market that kept me entertained for an hour and a half.











(Click on the picture below to fully appreciate the t-shirt on the left.)






Then it was back to North Carolina, where I spent several wonderful days with my family and with Matt, who flew down in time to see a break in the horrible drought. When the rain hit we'd just raced by car to the middle of a huge field near my farm, and ran around shrieking in the fat rain like little kids. We got completely drenched. It was one of the happiest moments I've had in years.



(No, he's not naked.)

And now here I am, on my 25th birthday with two of my favorite people in the world.


I am a wildly lucky person.


I am aware of this.