Sometimes I have a very specific story about why I created or shot something, and sometimes…I don’t. “Thee and Me” just sort of…happened. I didn’t have specific imagery in mind, I didn’t even really sit down with the intention...
Apparently, when I was very young and we lived in Kansas, I delighted in driving past the fields of endless yellow flowers that grew near our home. I say “apparently” because I don’t actually remember this at all: it’s my mother who assures me...
While I’ve titled this series “Chicago Lights,” I think another appropriate name could also be “Freezing My Nose Off in Chicago.” Upon more earnest reflection, however, I realized the first title sounds a little prettier (artist’s note: I did not, in fact, lose my...
My favorite time of year (other than a week of summer vacation at the beach with a good book, naturally) is the time between Christmas and New Year. The boys are home from school, the alarms clocks switched off, the hectic pre-holiday schedule only a fond memory....
So, just when exactly did my babies turn in to young men? The youngest isn’t yet in kindergarten, but on this day he approached this photo with an air of disgruntled annoyance, far closer to that of a fourteen-year-old than of a four-year-old. The oldest? He’s been...
