a million moths.

photograph: 

1) the city: block by block; broadway from 1st to 2nd street; cesar chavez from belvedere park to vancouver avenue; greenleaf from penn to philadelphia. on and on, a collage of storefronts, people, pets, passing cars, fashion statements and attitudes. a sense of place and language. i want to look back a year from now and say look! this smells and sounds and tastes like home.  

 
2) the love: portraits of family and friends. little stories, quotes, reflections of them and me and what we are.

3) up above: in portland i hardly looked at the sky. i didn’t want to. the grey taunted me day after day. here, i wake up and want to race toward the window and say HELLOOOOO! to the sun, tie a thank you note to a shiny red balloon and release it into the air. the blue, it is clear and vast and bright and loyal and it is screaming for my camera’s attention. 

4) self-portrait: given how heavy my camera feels, how short my limbs are and how limited my upper-body strength is, this might be a tall order. but i’m going to try to experiment with different elements like light, wind, water and reflection.   

5) words: that tickle my tongue and make me pucker my lips; that slip and linger and beg to be said again. photos of words because of the way they look, the way they sound, what they represent or how they make me feel.    

* photo: bridge on the edge of a tiny town in sonora, mexico. march 2008.

** woo-hooo! this gets me launched on #10, #16 and #21 on the list of 29 things.