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3 images put together, a composite of a studio shot and two photos one in a flee market and the other outside of it.
We all have shifted our shapes in some way to be included or loved. We can pretend to be somebody we are not for fear of rejection. Sometimes we just don't want to be noticed, so we alter our ways to blend into our environment.
This beautiful woman makes no effort to hide her uniqueness. She doesn't have a hair on her body. Instead of covering up, she paints and adorns herself to be seen. Her beautiful uniqueness shines through.
Your tough exterior used to be exactly what you needed to survive. Not anymore. Don't reach for the glue. Don't try to fill the void. Allow those unnecessary parts of you to fall away, they don't serve you anymore.
Yes, this is a photograph, albeit a composited one. A pileated woodpecker pauses to view her fantastical surroundings.
Took the boys to Kansas City for Spring Break to see Grandma, and this may, or may not, have happened.
I am often told to set an intention for what I want, let the universe know about it, and allow the people and the resources to come together to make it happen.
The tribe on the other side of the tracks tells me not to take a leap of faith without a plan.
Is what I am waiting for, waiting for me to make a plan? Is setting an intention and waiting the same as allowing nature to take its course? Is waiting doing or being?
I created this self portrait last night after a long day of hospice work. Spending time with the dying has transformed every aspect of my life and humbles me to my knees, daily.
Abandoned fishing company, Stockton, MD
Every staple and supply used on board the fishing boats logged into this ledger...when gas was 18 cents a gallon.
"You decide"While processing photos from our favorite abandoned place in the Catskills, I realized I captured something interesting in one window (upper right pane). I won't say…you tell me what you see.