Visible Woman

I bet if you go to Hawaii now and go to a luau for tourists, there will be islanders and maybe a pit. But what I love about this old slide...

I'm not doing too well with the Holidailies thing. Today I was going to talk in depth about holiday cards, gifts or decorations. But I...

My mom loved Christmas and if you had known her, you would have to smile when she came to your house with holiday decorations hanging from...

Going through my dad's things yielded some surprises, some tears, some real finds. OK it was mostly trash and moderate treasure headed ...

Yesterday I was writing about how we sometimes want everything new and refreshed if not replaced. But we have a strong nostalgia for the pas...

The picture is from last June which, it seems to me, was not as hot. In any case, it was provided by a junk shop on South Lamar. I have spen...

I'm not sure I feel so all alone (a reference to a Kris Kristofferson song) since FFP and I have been interacting most of the morning an...

I am transferring all my archives from my old machine to my new environment. For some reason I feel it is necessary to photograph the messy ...

I took this shot in MOMA in New York when we were there. (Which seems like ages ago now.) I like the motion and the (lack of) color palate a...

In 1952 someone snapped a picture of my dad and his mother and all his siblings. Dad is third from the left. In 2008, yesterday, Dad had a d...

I was combing through pictures and found this one from last year about this time at a flea market on Burnet Road. It caught my eye because o...

Going through my closets and sorting every single thing, trying to reduce, reduce, reduce has resulted in rather too much nostalgia. And I...