A chilly return

I haven’t stretched my photographer muscles in a little while. In fact, it’s hard to believe, but the last time I did a senior session before this morning was way back in summer of 2014. I remember thinking I’d never shoot anything else ever again, and it surprised me that I felt that way, because seniors are teenagers–who in their right mind likes teenagers? Apparently, I do. Or at least I like them when they’re in front of my camera. Continue reading “A chilly return”

RBF

Here’s the awful truth, y’all: I have resting bitch face like you’ve never seen.
I started noticing it about six or seven years ago. I’d catch a peripheral glimpse of it in a mirror or in the glass part of a classroom door as it shut and I’d be momentarily stunned at the face I saw looking back at me. It always took me a minute to react, to try Continue reading “RBF”

Mania, Surgery, Recovery, Reboot

Some weeks ago, I got the idea that I’d run out of things to say, and I couldn’t manage to convince myself otherwise no matter how many times every morning I tried to make myself sit down in front of the computer and write. In truth, I was (and am) just in the middle of an extended period of time during which there were a lot of other things that I Continue reading “Mania, Surgery, Recovery, Reboot”