QUIETLY CAPTURING LIFE
Her more quiet self, observing, concentrating, wondering, accepting, of her loud family’s not rare high-volumed un-coordinated, Gangnam Style dance ritual. Or the weekend tradition of pancakes, toast and crazy messy table tops and counters. Close up of her sisters scruffy morning hair. Our furniture and decorative bits & bobs (she took 28 photos of our burn-marked coffee table. A confession perhaps?). Her own art. The rare occurrence of greenery on the dining table. A juice carton. Oh, and not to forget; the green stain on my left boob (…guacamole).