KICKING BALLS.

This week, Sawyer started camp. And on Monday morning, when I dropped him off at Irving park, kids were running around, counselors in shorts and sneakers were being encouraging, and piles of soccer… Read More →

JOSEPHINE FRANCES. {PORTLAND}.

making the decision to have a child is momentous. it is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body. +elizabeth stone When I photographed Josephine, she was only… Read More →

DEBBIE + ZAYCE. {MARRIED IN SEATTLE}

I met Debbie in high school. I have so many memories of her and I: in Seattle, in cars, in guatemalan skirts, in the grass at outdoor concerts. And then we grew up… Read More →

THE MENSHER FAMILY. {PORTLAND}

The Menchers have chickens. And butterfly bushes. And vintage MILK signs. And a garden that is growing. They have a house with big windows and a kitchen filled with light; and they have… Read More →

MY MAMA WAS A UNICORN. {PORTLAND}

Portland pride parade. Glitter. Drummers. Dancers. Unicorns. Rainbow flags. Rainbow umbrellas. Rainbow socks. Rainbow streamers. Gold wigs. Purple balloons. Pugs with pride t-shirts. Men with mardi-gras beads. Women on motorcycles. Drummers. Feather wings.… Read More →

THE GRADUATE.

Indy finally graduated. From kindergarten. He stood up in front of the class and shook Miss Amanda’s hand and she gave him a diploma with balloons on it and a red mardi-gras necklace… Read More →

THE RIBNER FAMILY. {PORTLAND}

I went to the Ribner’s house on an overcast day but the air was warm and everywhere around me, plants and trees were growing. During our time together, this family played basketball on… Read More →

ROSE CITY MARCH.

I have lived in Portland for over a decade, yet until this past weekend, I had never been to the Rose Parade. Although we did not camp out the night before or put… Read More →

THE CHANG FAMILY. {PORTLAND}

On the day that I hung out with these four, the sun was out, and in their beautiful garden, the light streamed in through the trees. The coy swam in circles around their… Read More →

CROSSWALKING. {KOREA}

our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. but no matter, the road is life. +j.kerouac