this was a little forgotten corner of a photo shoot, as part of a new project i will be working on for the next few weeks, or possibly longer if all goes well. this time it’s a collaboration, and a rich one, if the early results are any indication. my instinct to shoot in flat light with no shadows was rewardingly challenged by my collaborator, and the friendly creative clash threw off some beautiful debris.
i am in marfa, texas, today for my 52nd birthday with two girlfriends i have known since my undergraduate days at uw madison. here’s to long life and to lifelong friends. i’ll take as much of both as the universe decides to grant me.
saint paul, minnesota
i had to choose between this photo today and another possibly more artful lily of the valley photo that included the entire plant from roots to the top of the leaves. that one held my interest, but this one engaged my emotions. i like how the leaf appears to be shielding and protecting the delicate white flowers. if i tell you that we just lost another chicken today, and that we brought her into our house to die comfortably on a towel over the heating vent in the floor, you might better understand why i was vulnerable to the the protectiveness of this leaf, and the short-lived beauty of those little bell-shaped flowers.
lily of the valley
saint paul, minnesota
i don’t own a tv. i couldn’t tell you what’s on a single channel right now, or at any point during an average day. i suppose in the morning there are probably some morning programs, and in the evening there is the evening news, and in prime time there is quite possibly something called prime time television. don’t press me any further than that. i got nothing. given all that, i have no idea what i was doing this afternoon at 3:00 pm, but apparently, i was on tv. a local station, KSTP, came out to film an interview about me, and about still blog, and about target and west elm, and they aired the episode today. when steve called me over to take a look at the clip, i felt a certain amount of dread. if hell exists and i end up there some day, i imagine it will be an eternity of watching myself on film. but i have to say, they did an absolutely brilliant job of capturing our family, or life here on turtle lake, and the spirit of this quirky, elusive project called still blog. and they did it somehow in four minutes of video. i might even have to admit . . . no, i can’t . . . ok, yes . . . i might even have to admit that i’m . . . a little . . . yes . . . proud of it.
you can take a look here.
remnants from a photo shoot
once again i’m awed and admiring of scientists’ abilities to name things. proteus is a greek god, often associated with the sea, who never tells a lie, but often changes shape in order to avoid having to tell the truth. hence our english word “protean,” or changeable. my point is, look at this protea flower, and tell me it is not in the process of changing from a seed head to a sea creature.