Heather is going to have a baby. I am practicing capturing her belly with light.

I have some ideas how to make it better.
Ooh! I’m so excited…
Heather is going to have a baby. I am practicing capturing her belly with light.

I have some ideas how to make it better.
Ooh! I’m so excited…

The subject for last week’s P52 was “My favorite,” which can mean anything. An inordinate number of people posted photos of their favorite child. I wasn’t going to post a photo of my child at all, because I’m above all that. Of course, I only have one child. The two of us have spend the last week housebound, knocked off our feet by some gruesome intestinal flu. Iris threw up lots and lots. She didn’t eat anything but momma milk for nearly a week, tho now she has bites of custard now and again.
New mannequin at Eddie Bauer.

Iris & Joshua go people-watching.



I recently joined a photography forum called Clickin Moms. It’s a collection of professional and enthusiast photographers giving each other advice, participating in workshops, and partaking on projects. I joined the ClickMoms Project 52, which gives me a theme for each week out of the year. This week’s theme was a self portrait.
I had to wait until Iris was napping. That gives me an average of 45 minutes to the first cry, 20 minutes to the next. Then I had to figure how I was going to photograph myself amongst all the clutter of my house. There’s one good window for lighting, so I decided that instead of trying to clear everything out from in front of the window and give myself a clean background, I would put everything in front of the window and show you who I really am.
My goal as a photographer is to embrace the awkwardness of life that gives us humor. I look for lightness in life by seeking humor in humanity. I want to remember over and over again that what makes us human is love. I want to document the truth of us and show it beautiful. Wish me luck.
This is me.

Seeing as I’ve hardly taken these pants off Iris since I made them, I decided to make another pair.
On this pair, the wool is quite felted, which makes them rather waterproof and windproof.
Now Iris can stand near the front door with no fear of getting frostbite.

I still failed to make process photos and directions.

The frost came in
came in through the doors and windows
came in through the walls
curled its fingers ‘round the edges of the frames
capped screw caps white

held captive the hinges

then turned the handle of the door.

The frost came in.

It left us lace.
I thought I had no use for the arms of this sweater, but the truth is,
thick cashmere is fantastic when the weather outside lurks below zero for days on end and
all the heat from the wood stove goes out the front door.

I snipped the arms from the sweater, cut some curves here and there, added pins and stitched it up.
I ought to start taking process photos.
I ought to practice writing more precise directions.
Mom (Gramma) made the booties.



