So I opened the box today after moving other boxes to the top of the pile in my so called closet. Now the pile of boxes and bags is about 12 feet tall I hope it doesn’t fall on anyone. It looked like someone (that would have been me) had sorted the swatches into a few bags, and then
Almost all my interior photos have the lamp in them.
This is what I wrote about the black and white photograph with the kid sleeping by the bird in the cage:
Let’s keep this girl singing. How can she keep from singing?
When I first moved out here to the opposite side of the country, I decided to make a website that would have a “digital portfolio” so I could apply to big-time high-paying high-times big-paying part-time jobs in Seattle. It only took me two years to get it to the point I could put a link to it in a job application.
Experimenting with what black and white images look like.