When my family lived outside of Dallas, my brother and I frequently tramped around a creek behind our house. We’d put on boots, walk through the electric-tower-lined field behind the houses to a trail that lead down to this creek. … Continue reading
Category Archives: Louisville
Just Exploring Louisville: Heigold House Facade
There are landmarks in cities and on routes that I look forward to seeing. It can be a sculpture, a building, even a view. In Houston, there was the mural on the side of Mary’s, a gay club on Westheimer … Continue reading
Strangers 32 and 33: Omer and Paulette
Although I haven’t posted any strangers’ photos since June, I haven’t (entirely) abandoned the project and am still aiming to photograph 100 strangers… eventually. Omer Paulette Omer and Paulette are strangers 32 and 33, both photographed at the Art Car … Continue reading
Louisville Art Car Parade 2011
Last Saturday, I conveniently had the day off and spent part of it at the Art Car Parade on Frankfort Avenue. You may remember my disappointment last year, when the parade ended after about 20 cars. I think this year’s … Continue reading
Just Exploring Louisville: Little Loomhouse and Iroquois Park
I don’t usually plan to get lost. Yes, when I ran, I sometimes did turn down several roads I didn’t know, then made myself find my way back to my starting point (resulting at least once in an hour-long run … Continue reading
Notes on Spring
Anyone who’s checked in for my irregular updates for the last year knows I love spring – the first hints of warmth, the tiny green leaf buds on tree branches, the flowers everywhere, the brilliant, rich green after rain. We’ve … Continue reading
Stranger 29: Katherine
Hey look, I took a stranger’s picture today. And wow, I’m out of practice. First off, I was rejected by my first two attempts – a guy waiting in the entryway of whatever business is right behind the bus stop … Continue reading
Stranger 28: Clara (and Max)
Clara was very willing to let me take her picture and kept holding Max, whom she’d picked up to cross the street (I was waiting on the other side). Apparently, her son is a photographer. I was too nervous to … Continue reading
Stranger 26: Jorge Luis
Jorge Luis is another bus stop stranger. He’s from Cuba and speaks only “little Spanish, little English.” My own little Spanish does not include “I’m doing this project where I take pictures of strangers,” so I just said it slower … Continue reading





