In the Blink of an Eye

October 29, 2002

Sometimes you don't need a lot of words, other times you do. As I've worked on this entry over the past several days, I've thought about just what I might say, and then just moments ago, I thought about putting this up, just letting the images speak for me.

But that's not what it's all about, because it's also about me, and what I feel, and what's been going on lately, the following being one of the ways I've been spending my time.

I've been scanning a lot, slides, negatives and photos, working on project that I thought up, and even though it has consumed hours and hours of time, it is, at the end of the day, a labor of love.

Blink, and they are gone.

They start out so small and frail, full of promise and joy and laughter....

and in the begnning, you are their world, and they yours

They laugh, they play, they sing and they dance,

and before you know it, they don't want to hold your hand at haloween.

then there are three, gathered round the tree...

full of energy, she dances in anticipation of the first day of school...

and sisters bond in the autum sun...

spaghetti over a campfire stove... smiles remembering still

Blink, and three beside the tree are now standing tall, smiling for the camera, all.

braces and summer smiles

For your 16th birthday trip we hit the big slopes together for the first time. A special time together, still fondly remembered.

A year passed, and then two, along with two more trips out to the slopes, and there you stood at the head of your class.

The issues of life seem to come wave after wave, and before you know it, there they stand, smiling and tall.

College years brought encounters of mice and marsupials, trips and vacations. On a joint venture to the deep south she paused in the dying light of the November sun.

The day before graduation, the photographer, camera in hand, shot images of flowers in the desert.

The next day, graduation, with honors with two degrees, studio art with a major in photography, and fine arts with a major in fabrics.

all this last year however, there has been another who has come into the school has started and life now, really changes again

Some moments are private, and we couldn't share, but she sent me the image, and now you know, the rest of the story.

You see, I've only got a little time before we take my laptop out to Arizona, and play the images at the reception, the first weekend in January, 2003.