First of all, the last post had way too much “me” in it. It’s supposed to be about me I guess, but I hope my life isn’t as Elizabocentric as all that. My life is about living for Someone else, a most glorious and elusive and good and true Else.
Here are some of the pictures I’ve been taking. Looking at everything like a potential photo changes the way you look at the world. Some days I just feel like donning my slouch beanie and some plaid and being an Artiste.
Or maybe an “Epileptic Photographer,” as the Brothers Bloom would put it.
my breakfast. : )
one of my current reads.
a few self-portraits…
my beautiful mother. totally unposed.
one of my favorite cats.
Life is good.