a hand-made face

While contemplating my daughter's artwork...from a few perspectives I asked her, "Whose face is this?"

"You can't tell?" She shrugged.

"Papa! It's obvious" She pushed.

I just moved my head from side to side, as I draped some yarn over her brow.

"Paaaa-pa! It's an african-american grandmother," she smiled.  So I picked a filter and returned the smile.

"It is whomever you want it to be," I winked.

ups and downs...

moments on a trampoline during the night, or metaphors of childhood and adolescence; distortions of self; unfinished movements, inchoate gestures, emergent postures...via multi-second exposures, manual focus, and wide apertures (Click on the image to enlarge the ghostly outlines and seek out the human forms.)

OBX...a reluctant epilogue

Click twice upon the scattered images for a closer look at the recent past,
or impose a sense of order by clicking HERE.

ellipses