May 2010
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It's the little things.
It’s unearthing a vibrant city underneath the unyielding sprawl.
It’s riding your bike in the middle of the street with a heavy dose of sunblock across your freckled nose.
It’s watching chess games unfold: three piece suits against paint-splattered pants.
It’s reclaiming neglected urban spaces with a striped blanket and red maracas.
It’s the sound of drums from...
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Atlanta Streets Alive : gathering steam
I only very recently found out about the Atlanta Streets Alive event happening this upcoming Sunday, May 23rd. However, as soon as I did find out, I made it a point to figure out how I could participate and support this vibrant endeavor other than just riding my bicycle and blowing bubbles (endlessly worthwhile pursuits, of course).
I will be doing those things all while officially...
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“There are exactly as many special occasions in life as we choose to celebrate.”
– Robert Brault
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Cathedrals of Kudzu
The rumors and rumblings are true.
We’re back in the dirty South. The less spontaneous we attempt to become, the more life laughs at us, demanding us to not give up our ways.
So we’re here earlier than an anticipated, too late for Miami, and just in time for the last vestiges of Spring.
We took a walk through our neighborhood and marveled at the different — but equally...
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royal belly: Natalie [Pt. 2 of 2]
I hadn’t visited in a couple of years, but I had a place in mind for our shoot. As we approached the fields, the rows of ranunculous appeared a little drab and lackluster. I grew concerned we’d only encounter a carpet of muddy petals and half-clinging blooms.
Fortunately, closer inspection revealed that despite the late season, the majority of flowers persisted. There...
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Madre
Sometimes, bravery rides buses in a polka dotted hat, with lips stained red, traversing the poor, rural countryside of a war torn country.
It’s leaving all you know and all you love behind without any certainty of ever returning.
Bravery ventures into job interviews with borrowed dresses, dog-eared Spanish-to-English dictionaries, and a lunch money coin purse that amounts to a cup of...
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“All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. ...”
– Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest, 1895
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royal belly: Natalie [Pt. 1 of 2*]
Sometimes the photographer jumps in on the action, too. Belly rubbing optional, at no additional cost.
I like to make use of small windows — small windows over the kitchen sink, small windows of time. The former provides a resplendent display case for garden tomatoes and rings that grow slippery with soapy water.
The latter feels like a stolen [and therefore, more...
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First look : Natalie
I’ve been working on all sorts of mundane and magical things. This level of busy-ness is energizing rather than enervating.
Here’s a first look of today’s maternity shoot with Natalie. I see some really big living room prints in her future.
I’m working on processing the photos in the next couple of days and will have them up real soon. My empty suitcases and image...
