On Saturday I roamed the farm where I grew up, camera swinging from my neck, lens cap tucked in my pocket, eyes peeled for texture and angles; soul searching, too, I suppose, for memories, for clues to who I am...even why I am who I am. I studied flaking paint on aging sheds, slowly stripped by winter wind and snow down to raw wood, warping. Near the barn stand … [Read more...]
Father's Day on the Farm
Snapshots from Father's Day 2010At my parents' house this weekend, I spotted a few weather-worn pins clipped to the line and thought of all the lovely clothespin photos I've seen at blogs like Ann Voskamp's. Moving in close, I saw that this shot would feature a couple of unexpected elements: … [Read more...]