That’s my sister and I using Dad as a jungle gym while he’s trying to read something technical and uninteresting to the two of us. Kelly and ire are rocking those footed Jammie’s while Dad is sporting a classic ensemble of cuffed cords, fancy socks and penny loafers. Mom has always ensured that he dressed well. After all, he is her trophy husband. Isn’t that so Dad?
Who’s idea was the hat?
That's me on the right, the last time I was in charge. My younger brother is in the middle, still wearing a back cast. My older sister is on the left. Aparently, she had something tasty on her fingers.
I had an assignment on another site that required me to post some images of myself, when I was young. I knew which one I wanted to use, but it took me a little while to find it on a little used back up drive. To be honest, it took me a little while to find the back up drive.
As usual, when I finally gave in and asked my wife if she remembered seeing the drive, she reached out and plucked it out of thin air. I think she has a little magic running throuh her as she does this all of the time. She even teased me about it. "What are you looking for? You know I'll find it right away."
And, she did. She is the boss of me now.
Remember this portrait of me from a few weeks back? I was going though some images when I came across a picture that I tookt he same day. What sparked the connection is the little girl in the image I found was the same little girl that asked for my camera and took this image of me.
So, here is to Miss H. Sometimes I forget just how surprisingly good our younger photographers can be. Thank you Miss H. for reminding me.
I too find myself needing a moment to absorb a great piece of art. In this case, my uncle Eddie gazes at a Monet. We both admired Monet's choice to not have a level horizon. As photographers, the need for a level horizon is drilled into our heads and the deliberate slant is really refreshing.
Unless of course, the ocean then falls off of the left side of the painting. That would be terrible indeed.
Yesterday was spent touring parts of Columbus with my uncle Eddie. One of our great stops was at the wonderful Columbus Museum of Art, located near downtown.
I've shown you this glass and light installation before. It's brightly lit glass forms are one of my favorite experiences at the museum. Each time I visit the installation, I find something new and remarkable. This meeting was no exception. For the first time, my eye was drawn to the shadows being cast on the floor of the room.
Enjoy and have a relaxing Sunday. Uncle Eddie and I will continue our adventures today.
Today, I made the drive from Ohio to Georgia because I've not seen my family or, more importantly, my son since Christmas. even with the long drive, it feels good.
I left early enough that I had time to stop in North Georgia and have lunch with my favorite brother-in-law. Nice!
Last weekend Jim, Gerd, and I met for lunch in Yellow Springs. Chili Fires, Sandwiches, and cold beer were on the menu and we made the most of them. After lunch, we decided to go for a hike along the LIttle MIami River, where it flows through Clifton Gorge. The temperatures were just above freezing and the snow was falling, but the hike was fantastic and it felt good to be back in the woods again.
The river was swollen from the rains the fell over the previous few days. The Canada Geese had already arrived and were fighting over the best stretch of the river for nesting. There is nothing else that quite sounds like three pair of geese that want the same spot.
The only green in sight was the moss that covered many of the rocks and fallen trees. All else was the standard mix of winter greys and browns.
It felt so good to be back in nature after our annual winter hibernation, that I am seriously thinking about repeating the experience today. Mother Nature, here comes your son.
Jodi's dance troupe has been practicing since the first of the year. Not much longer and the dance season will be here. I can't wait. As their unofficial roadie and photographer, I miss seeing the girls and cheering them on.
Just one more reason to look forward to the arrival of spring.
If you were to sift through all of my photographs of people, taken over the last two years, two women would stand out more than any other people. The first would be my wife, Jodi. I have hundreds of photographs of Jodi in her dance costumes. The second most photographed person would be my friend Deb.
Among the many hats that Deb wears is that of professional musician. In that role, she asked me to create a head shot for her. She has an upcoming concert and needed a photo in a hurry. While editing the head shot, I suddenly realized that this image is completely out of context for the way you would normally see me shoot Deb. As a matter of fact, many of my longtime readers refer to her by a completely fictitious name; Jeanne Clausen.
Here are a few of Deb's more memorable portaits.
Don't see Deb in that last image? Look on stage, Deb is playing classical guitar. You would be surprised at all of the talents she has. Here is an incomplete list of the many hats that Deb wears:
Historian
Musician (That I know of; recorder, flute, lute, guitar, & mandolin)
Spinner and weaver
Needle worker & seamstress (Deb made all of the costumes she wears in all of these period images)
Gourmet cook
Chicken herder & lady farmer (Sheep, horses, chickens… you name the farm animal)
House mistress (I use this term in its historic sense)
I think it is fair to say that Deb is a good example of a modern renaissance woman.
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