Showing posts with label portraits. Show all posts
Showing posts with label portraits. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

35.

Self Portrait, October 2011.

In my early twenties, I got an inkling to take a self-portrait on my birthday. Since then I've tried to make it a tradition. Sometimes I make the photograph on my birthday, sometimes a couple of days after, whenever the time feels right. Turns out, "whenever the time feels right" is usually just after a shower with a moppy wet head.

Although I started this birthday project without known intentions, it's been fun to look back at myself and a decade of changing scenery-- to see myself in former bedrooms, living rooms, and bathrooms, is to recall in an instant what it felt like to be there then, in the places called home.

Here I am now, in the golden glow of 35.

Monday, April 18, 2011

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Record Store Day


I hear it's officially Record Store Day. Unofficially, it's Record Store Day in my life most every day. I recently came across this photo that Josh took of me while we were record shopping in Alameda, Ca a few years ago. Wearing my favorite yellow sweatshirt, shopping for records, I'm a happy girl.

While we're on the subject, I thought I'd share the Four Aces Record Frame with you, the latest record-related item to come out of our Able And Baker woodshop. The wood-ply detail is absolutely beautiful, and worthy of showcasing the finest of album covers.

So, get out there, support your local independent record store, and add some soundtrack to your Saturday...!

Friday, April 8, 2011

Friday's Found, The Lovely Lady


This week, you may have noticed a prevailing theme -- Faces!
I thought this found photo would be a perfect way to wrap up the week. I hope your weekend is every bit as lovely...


(Each Friday I'll share a found photograph with you, in hopes of further celebrating how photography can enrich our lives. Whenever I visit thrift stores or antique shops, I really enjoy looking through bins and boxes of photographs and paper ephemera. Found photographs have an air of mystery about them, and whether they incite laughter, admiration, or a gentle heartache, they spark a sense of curiosity and wonder that makes me feel in-the-moment alive and part of a common humanity. And I like that.)



Thursday, April 7, 2011

Wednesday, April 6, 2011