
I gave up studying families and ended up... studying families.
Maybe it's ironic that toward the end of my academic career, I was fighting tooth and nail to dismiss with subjective rating scales of parenting quality, and focus on the moment-to-moment behaviours, without judgments or messages. Or maybe it's telling.
I'm fascinated by motion
When I shot on auto for years, whether I got real good stills of motion or blurry ones kind of depended on external factors. How much light was coming in, mostly. I'm into limitations, so it was a little bit neat to wait and see what turned up.
colours of a parched Earth
where we expect only the aftermath of drought,
there is sometimes, also,
barefaced life.
are you scared of being cliché?
On 500px.com, which is where I frequently post my photos, each spring there are a kajillion photos of dandelions, of kids blowing dandelions, of dandelions being blown in the wind, you name it.
what kind of perfection is it, anyway?
You hope for drama and impact, and it might get messy, and maybe that's what makes it in an imperfect way, great.
social media day
I'm guessing social media is here to stay, because it's an extension of our social selves. And sociality is key to humanity, no?
Life is short. Do it your way.
When it was time to end the journey, we had a similarly limitless amount of possibilities to come home to. Canada, the vast.
We chose a place close to my family. A place we could pursue another dream: living on the land, having sheep and chickens and all the rest, and green fields for the kids to thread their bare feet through. There was never really much of a question. Even if it meant walking away from academia.