Looking Not Listening

When I was young my mother had a brief stint as a breeder of Siamese cats. It started when she got Ishtar, named…

I was really pleased with the way these two shots came out. They were taken, what? Two minutes apart or something, but they…

The house I grew up in, prior to the gate, porch, and gravelling over of the front lawn.

Because I haven’t posted a picture of the incredibly photogenic Tammy Kafka in quite some time.

I think I remember what it looked like, sorta cheap and grey and mottled, but my exact memory of how the instamatic I…

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