March 4, 2017

Through the eyes of the Lion

Leo was here.
Low eastern perspective of Wolseley near Ruby.
Brothers.
Bones for teeth by Coco's Frosting Shack.
Noam.
Effie.
Testing crab apples in autumn on Gus' back stoop.
Daddy Matt.
Walk Like an Egyptian lesson.
Gus.
Yard works.
The Artist himself, formally known as Leo The Lion.
For his fourth birthday, I gifted my friend Leo a Pentax K1000 and a purple magic wand. I am happy to report that the camera has survived and the lens cap is still present well into his fifth year. Those Pentax K1000s, good cameras for good souls. As for that sparkly purple wand, who knows.

Leo shot this display of photographs at the tail end of his fourth spin around the sun. Neighborhood looks. I was so surprised to recognize my own face in so many of the frames on the roll of 28. It is a good thing. I like what he sees in me. I especially love observing Leo take in the world around him. As long as I have known him, he has been watching. Alert, in tune and clever. Ready. This practice is one of his best traits. I hope to continue teaching him the art of analogue photography as long as he will grant me the company.

A camera is a tool, not a toy. Understood?
Got it. 
Happy Birthday.
Thanks.

We had this conversation over chocolate milkshakes at The Nook.

Love you my dear Leopard.

March 3, 2017

Chicklets and Doves

Rebecca and her sweet young Lula.
The littlest meatball in my arms, sweet young Vaughn. Photo thanks to IDP.
Aunty Kitty and Vaughn party at the Carman Legion.
Players play an ode to Carm and Vera at the Carman Legion.
Ode to Carm and Vera.
Uncle and young Atlas reading at the kitchen table.
My Valentine, Ronny Rouge.
A rare portrait of my chicklets captured on Valentines Day by Rouge.
My Guy Valentine, practicing on a mild day in February.
Breathing in some fresh air after spray painting my brains out. Photo thanks to IDP.
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Those flippen' doves are back. Constant cooing coming from the south peak. Time to bust out the Super Soaker loaded with boiling water and cayenne methinks. Their enthusiasm paired with the lingering light of day have me feeling hopeful. March is in! It was a goddamn doozy of a week. I rode home from the East Exchange fast and furiously and rolled into the camera store with a slight huff on. These photos that I picked up, placed here in consecutive order in which they were shot cheered me right up. When I look at that image of Iain and his mandolin I get all starry eyed. Mine all mine!

Kiev 60 / FP4 400