H Obx L G A (2012)

Ah well, so much for posting more often.

Yesterday I got  my Holga roll from the beach back and I thought yay!  I have something to share.  I really do love having the little plastic camera on vacation. And last year, after getting my favorite holga photo to date , I wouldn't dream of heading to the beach without it. With only 12 exposures it frees me from snapping away like a crazy person, with some self inflicted imperative to capture every moment.  And with all the sand and salt, I don't have to fret about my more expensive gear.  Blowing sand . . . nothing takes the carefree vibe of the beach away so quickly, hovered over my camera, back to the wind with a grimace.  Though I think last years pics turned out a bit better (not that it's a contest or anything) I'm beginning to like the tradition of a beach roll of Porta 800.  I see an album in our future!


(but first I'm going to have to talk to my local developers. I have them scan my negatives with each roll of film and YIKES! these are filthy!)

A bit of summer

Sorry, it's been . . .  oh wow, MARCH since I posted pics of the boys.  I'll try to do better. 

More soon . . . I think.

Day at the Museum

I know, it's been FOREVER.  And I know the only reason anyone ever checks this blog is to see the Sam and Joe show, which I promise will be coming soon.  I have some photos, I just need to sort through them a bit. But in the meantime, I wanted to share some photos I just got off my camera.

A couple weeks ago I headed down to Virginia for my 20th high school reunion.  Partially because I thought it would be great to see everyone, but also because I wanted a little vacation.  So even though the reunion wasn't until Saturday night, I booked a hotel room Friday and Saturday, so I could have Saturday all to myself!  Friday night I did go to the "happy hour" (so fun!) and the wonderfully fabulous Jessamyn picked me up and we got to hang.  Nothing crazy, a few glasses of wine and falling asleep half way through "The 5 year Engagement" in my hotel room.  We're kind of old.

Anyway, the next morning, Jessamyn was so kind to offer me a lift into the city.  I wanted to go to the National Gallery of Art.  Alone. Without children. In SILENCE.  And thanks to her I didn't have to deal with the overcrowded and questionably air conditioned Metro.  I hugged her goodbye realizing we didn't have nearly enough time to hang out together, but also thankful we have OBX to look forward to in October.  It always important to have the next visit on the books when saying goodbye.  It makes it so much easier.

So as Jessamyn pulled away down Constitution I turned and headed inside. They looked through my bag and handed me a map.

I felt so calm and relaxed.  I could go and look at whatever I wanted.  No one else's needs or desires had to be met.  Just mine.  

It was heaven.

I took a photo just to capture my day. I swear I was much happier than I look.  I was probably noticing my famers tan. 

Stay tuned for some Sam and Joe picks. . . I promise.

some photos!

I took my camera along to the park this morning, so thought I'd share.

35

From the first roll of 35mm I've shot in nearly 20 years, using my dad's Rollie 35. (ASA 800).

"I'm 5, so I don't have to take a nap."

we killed it.