Friday night as we perused the aisles of Walmart (because that’s what cool people do on Friday nights. . . or not), Charlie and Chanelle fell victim to the flashy packaging of the plastic/cellophane kites that were strategically placed in the center of the aisle. Can we buy one? they asked. I looked at the...
I walked in the door and found my mom standing with a video camera balanced on her shoulder. I stared at her, feeling confused, until she motioned for me to turn around. Behind me, in our family room, stood several of my closest friends. All together they yelled, Surprise! Laughter filled the room. I cried because...
I was standing on our deck when he first told us about it. I’m not sure how old I was, but I think it was somewhere around late elementary school. I remember that it was warm. My brother, sister and I were there while my Mom and Dad explained Wednesday Nights. Of course I...
On the outside, I know, that being a photographer appears to be nothing more than holding a camera up to your face and clicking a button. Sure, there is light and composition and rules and breaking rules and ISO and aperture, but for the most part, it seems little more than clicking a tiny button....
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