Foolish gibberish
The white-booted cat watches
from the other side
of the sliding glass door
as I make my breakfast.
Her wild green eyes stare at me
mesmerized by my
mundane
morning activity.
She watches
As I exercise.
Her head bobbing
To my movements,
Eyes locked.
I am entertainment.
When I turn my head
To look at her
she intently licks her
little
white
paw
Feigning disinterest.
I was scrolling through my Flickr stream and noticed these two photos side by side. It is the first time I really compared photos of myself and my mom at the same age. I thought I would throw together a diptych of them for today’s Wayback Wednesday post.
We are both around 5 years old in our portraits.
I am completely and totally obsessed. It is all I think about. What I can pinhole next? It has become a sickness. Should I get help? Or should I just continue on down this merry path and see where it takes me?
Here are some favorite pinholed moments from our visit to the beach a few weeks ago.
There is more over here on Flickr.
I just received notice that my Zero Image has shipped. Stay tuned as I sink deeper into this madness.
“Black and white are the colors of photography. To me they symbolize the alternatives of hope and despair to which mankind is forever subjected.” – Robert Frank
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