sete pecados sociais/seven social sins: part I

I was completely delighted (and more than a little surprised) when I was greeted by two women who worked with the Angra Museum expressing their interest in my work—and the possibility of exhibiting my work in their venue.  They had both truly enjoyed my Momentary Visual Autobiography exhibition in Praia the previous March. I was ecstatic…

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365 good days: #31

Soup has mastered the how-to-be-cute-to-get-what-I-want look.  We call it making white eyes, because she has this way of longingly looking up at us, so the lower whites of her eyes show.  It melts my heart every time.

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365 good days: #30

I fit into a pair of size six tall-pants.  What?!  I am honestly not sure the last time I fit into a size six.  I know my senior year of high school/freshman year of college I was size six, I am not sure exactly when I became an eight.  I know living in England, I…

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my two pretty friends who love each other…

Jimmy and Trishell and had never had their photos taken together, so I offered to attempt to capture their super adorable-ness on camera.  They are both sweet and loving humans, so it wasn’t too hard to get a few cute images of the pair.  I wanted to photograph the two simply being themselves.  I am not…

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365 good days: #29

My whole body has a dull ache today.  I am grateful for the pain.  I am by no means a masochist.  I went to an hour-long body sculpt fitness class last night, and I was tired after the first ten minutes.  I am glad I went, the instructor is nice, and her classes are amazing,…

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365 good days: #28

Today, on my way to work, I saw a duck standing on the sidewalk—all alone by the side of the road.  It isn’t uncommon to see a stray dog, or cat, or cow, or even a random chicken–but ducks are usually kept happily in their little duck pens.  This sounds made-up, but honestly, (s)he was…

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