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family poll, please.

I was on the phone with my youngest sister for a couple of hours this afternoon, mainly talking movies and figuring out how to find and/or upload things online. While we were doing this, I dug out my baby album and scanned in some old photos to send her. One of them is a truly lovely three-generation picture of my mother, my maternal grandmother, and me, and while I was scanning it, I noticed something. Family, please vote: does anyone else think Mom looks remarkably like Faith in this picture?

Not so much in the second one, but in profile it’s striking.

And this one I’m posting not just because it’s charming (can you believe how red that old couch looks in this pic?), but also to showcase Dad’s early 70’s threads. Excellent.

we didn’t see johnny depp

Last summer when the new Dillinger movie was being filmed in Chicago, Leslie and I went to the Aragon to see if we could watch anything interesting happen. As it turned out, we couldn’t, really, but we sat across the street and watched for a while anyway. I took a couple of pictures and forgot about them until I was cleaning out some photos today. Mainly they’re just of the building itself, which I love, but I did manage to get one grainy shot of the period storefront they put in for the set (usually the windows of the building are empty and have signs for a daycare) and one picture of some extras in costume. And one of Archy, who was hot and got bored and took a nap.

point. click. repeat. repeat. repeat.

I’ve been experimenting with backgrounds for photos for a new line of vintage Lucite jewelry I’m working on, and so far nothing has turned out to be exactly what I’m looking for. However, a couple of them turned out to be a nice showcase for this particular bracelet, so I’m posting them here just to have something to do with them. And hey, while I’m at it, how about a picture of my new Petrol bracelet that was absolutely useless for the actual listing, but which I really love. Here they are.

reno trip

There, Dad. I’m hardly late at all. xo.
These are mostly not great, due to my having to hide the camera from G-Baby if I wanted to get any pictures. He spent the better part of the weekend trying to get it from me while I was trying to shoot extra-cute video of him. I have at least three vid clips that end with him saying, “See me? See me?” and taking the camera away from me so that the film runs out on a blank bit of carpet with my voice saying, “But if you hold it, we can’t see you.” It’s the stuff of film legend, I tell you.

When he’s not trying to steal electronics, the boy is mad for puzzles. He’s a whiz with a giant puzzle of dinosaurs that my parents gave him; I wish I’d been able to get good film of him putting it together. His other favorite of the moment is a big marble track that got disassembled and reassembled about 10 times over the weekend, and I did get some nice shots of that.

I seem not to have gotten a single good picture of Abby, to my chagrin. There are very few of Tim, all taken on one afternoon. Mostly just Grant. And one inexplicable shot of my breakfast, which I guess I took to show him what to do with the camera. And a scan of a watercolor painting G made for me; he also did a really great picture of a pear that I couldn’t scan because the yellow is too pale. I’ll see if I can take a picture of that this weekend. I’m under no illusion that it was intentional, but it’s hilariously pear-like – a graceful yellow blob with a straight green stem coming out the top, and a quick flattening of the brush into a suggestion of leaf. Very funny.

“Give me the camera.”

“Again, I must insist that you give me the camera.”

A lovely closeup of G-baby’s fingers, taken by himself.

He did manage to take two surprisingly focused self-portraits while pushing the button indiscriminately.

(This one with strawberry waffle-face.)


I’ve been trying to take a decent picture of this lovely studio porcelain tumbler by Non Fiction Design ever since I bought it at the Renegade Holiday show. I didn’t mean for these to turn out quite so broody-looking, but I like them; they showcase the stark arrangement of twigs quite nicely, I think. The day after I bought the tumbler I found this perfectly twiggy twig on the sidewalk near my building. With the addition of some chunks of recycled glass to weight the twig down, a beautiful winter-themed display piece was born.