Quiet
The Response: Loons — Cheryl When Bridget, Stella, and I drove by the lake this evening, the town beach was still busy, and boats were skimming over the water farther north. Here, though, it was quiet.
The Response: Loons — Cheryl When Bridget, Stella, and I drove by the lake this evening, the town beach was still busy, and boats were skimming over the water farther north. Here, though, it was quiet.
The Call: Empty Frame — Jessica Somewhere I heard that a photo isn’t finished until it’s printed. Of the 29,000 photos currently sitting on my hard drive do you know how many I’ve printed? Less than 30. Isn’t that awful? Our walls are nearly bare and my hard drive is full — but nobody can […]
The Call: Patched Cheryl Old sweaters are comfortable. They are seldom flattering, but it’s not always about looking good. When a rather large hole appeared in the front of this one*, I decided to patch it. I wasn’t trying to hide the fact that it’s no longer perfect or pretend that I’m a great […]
The Call: Lilly — Jessica A sense of wonder at the world and its complexities creates a desire for understanding. Response: Tracings Cheryl Photography helps me to see the wonder hidden in plain sight all around me.
The Call: Leading Lines — Jessica Thus, to see what shapes make up the everyday objects in our world, we must reach back into our child psyche. A dining room table becomes just a rectangle, a beach ball or an umbrella are now spheres and circles, power lines on the road are just converging lines, […]