Shadows play again
Shadows play againdancing along the way homeI think I forgot my keys. :-) 

At the End of Day
At the end of daydreams begin to seek a homethe dog needs walking.

Tack another rejection to the wall
About a month ago I got a submission together for a gallery in Chicago. My parents were going there for a long weekend vacation and visiting a cousin. Turns out, this cousin’s uncle-in-law owns a very nice gallery, so she suggested my mother and I each have something to show because she would arrange a personal meeting. How could we say no, no matter how slim the chance of it getting anywhere? I decided to focus on my self-portraits in abandoned places and created a set of 13 of my best, wrote a topic-specific artist statemen

Falling into Autumn
I realize I’m failing miserably at the blogging every day thing. I’ve come to terms with that. I created a self-portrait today for my 52 Weeks project (today was for week 45). Ever since the leaves began to turn red, orange, and yellow I’ve been dreaming about this photo. Well, not this photo exactly, since they rarely turn into what I imagined originally, but something like it. When I drove or walked around t

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