Had the best time shooting Miss Emily today at the Botanic Gardens. She’s as sweet as she is cute, and her parents are just as gorgeous. The light was beautiful, the flowers and butterflies were on their best behavior, and it wasn’t too hot out. And, we found this great antique tractor in a field of cosmos. Doesn’t get much better! I can’t wait to get the whole set processed and uploaded!
I’m thrilled to be part of the artist family at The Wooden Cow! Located in Albuquerque, amidst a host of fine galleries on Montgomery (between Pennsylvania and Louisiana), they host over 40 incredibly talented artists – jewelers, potters, painters, and even the occasional photographer. And it’s not a snooty gallery – you don’t need an art degree to appreciate the talent that’s hanging on the walls. They have a sense of humor (really, art toilet seats? Now, you’ve seen everything. =]), and they are leaders in the Albuquerque art market. Come by and experience all of the talent.
Artscrawl? Every Friday! I hope to see you there. (snacks and wine provided by the artists, so you know they’re going to be good!)
I told Allison we’d get her ears pierced before she started kindergarten. Last week seemed as good a time as any. We talked about how she’d have to take care of them, and what was involved in getting them done. She said she was ready. So off to the mall we went.
She picked out sparkley flower shaped earrings, with a pink crystal in the middle. She sat on the stool, and preened around – very excited and feeling very big-girl. The woman drew dots on her ears, and conferred with me for approval. The gun was loaded (Allison expected all of this, no big deal.). And then the first pierce was made, followed VERY quickly by the second.
Allison said they had stopped hurting about an hour later, and now she says she can’t even feel them. We clean them with peroxide twice a day, and turn them (the technology really hasn’t changed very much in the last 35 years). She looks like a big girl.
She says that she’s the first of her friends at school to get her ears pierced. I’m ok with that – I don’t think this is “growing up too fast”. Other things? Well, other kids can go first.
I have fallen into an obsession of shooting flowers this spring. I find myself getting in close, but not so close that you lose perspective. And I crank the length of exposure way up. If I can catch the light just right, the long exposure gives them a glow that just can’t be beat. This spider mum was shot up against a black foam board, and is actually a “color” image. I added a gradient map in photoshop, set to multiply, to get the dramatic shadows.
Fortunately, there is a place for us to go, we who suffer from a flower obsession. The Wooden Cow Gallery in Albuquerque will be opening their exhibit – “Flower Power” – on June 2nd. Be sure to stop by to see amazing flowers in all media at this highly regarded and award winning gallery. See you at the opening on June 4th – 3 of my images (including the poppy above) have been selected for this juried exhibit!
Do you remember that feeling? When the school year was ending, and nothing but summertime was stretched out in front of you? We’re there, right now, at my house. My girls are DONE with going to preschool. DONE, they say. When does May break start? When does summer camp start? When can we go to the pool. All I can think is “too soon”, and for them, it can’t get here fast enough.
I want to teach them, so desperately, to experience the “now”, to enjoy the moment. To quit wishing away the days. To stop, and look around – right now – and see that “now” can be just as much fun as “when”. But, they’re still wishing time would go faster, and I’m wishing it would slow down. Maybe we’ll compromise this summer, and have lots of slow days, doing exactly what they want.
May 10, 2000
Ponderosa pines, 10 years after the Cerro Grande fire devastated the forest around and the town of Los Alamos. The fire started as a prescribed burn by the National Park Service, but quickly burned out of control in the gusty and unpredictable May winds – gusts of over 50 mph are not uncommon during the spring. Over 400 families in Los Alamos lost their homes. There were no lost lives.
The entire town was evacuated on 5/10/2000. The ENTIRE town. And no one was allowed to return until a full week later.
My husband was born and raised there. We watched, on CNN and the local news, as the homes of his friends and neighbors burned to the ground. They ran the addresses of the homes that had been lost along the bottom of the screen. The homes of his parents, brothers and sister were spared. Every single house on his sister’s street, save hers and the house across the street were lost. Most families returned, rebuilt and moved on. Some never did.
The landscape around town has been forever changed. It was once a lush coniferous forest, teeming with wildlife. Now, this is what most of it looks like.
But, the aspen are returning. And there are baby ponderosas springing up all over the hillsides. The wildflowers are stunning in the spring. Hope springs eternal.
May 10, 2003
On that Saturday, beneath this giant and ancient tree on the property of La Posada in Santa Fe, New Mexico, I married my best friend. My soul mate.
And because life moves fast, in those 7 years we have brought two beautiful little girls into this world, moved once, bought and sold more BMW’s than I care to think about. We have lost two precious dogs, and my grandfather. I quit my full-time (paying) job to stay home full-time with the girls, and Dave got a (much deserved) promotion which continues to make this arrangement work financially.
I went back to La Posada this weekend to wander around and remember our wedding day. The grounds look unchanged, and this tree continues to watch over.
Thank you, Dave, for making me so happy that day, and every day since.