I had a very dark day a couple of days ago and what pulled me out of it was taking photos. It is hard not to feel low when thinking about money, or the extreme lack of it. SF is an expensive city, I don’t have the design job I wanted, I’m down to a couple hundred dollars. I can’t even afford to go to Kinko’s to scan since it costs money by the hour, so any photos I take now have to be shot AGAIN with digital to show them.
But as I said, picking up my camera again dissipated those blues. These aren’t spectacular in composition or idea, but I just felt exited waiting for the time to come to peel them apart, and wearing red, and standing in white light.
That’s Samoa in the right of this photo. Super playful, with a giant belly than flops around when she runs but looks normal-sized otherwise. Obsessed with laser pointers and attacking my foot under the covers.



















































