I feel as though I’ve let out a breath—a breath I didn’t know I was holding. When had it started? When I was one, sixteen, thirty, sixty-four? I honestly don’t know, but it was deep and old, ancient perhaps. Mammalian?
photography
Truchas, New Mexico in the Snow
I know that in much of the country you’ve had more snow this winter than you can bear. But here in New Mexico we’ve been starved for it. We need snow each winter like a flower needs the sun and, finally, we’ve been getting it.
Of Sensation and Memory
“I remember watching an infant, whose attention was utterly fixed on the sound and motion of leaves in the wind. Watching this child learn about the world, I was reminded to pay attention… ”
Show Me YOUR life!
It occurred to me that photography is a way to share your life stories with me. So here is an invitation that I hope some of you will take me up on: I’d like you to send me photos of YOUR lives. A photo is worth a thousand words after all.