Saturday, June 30, 2012

Day Two


So this is basically how the past week went: I came back from Maine, threw random things that seemed likely to be useful into my minivan, and not even 12 hours later left to go camping for a fortnight with my family.  We are at Codorus State Park in Pennsylvania, a place I've been going to every summer since I was even younger than Emma, the girl in this photo.  (I had some Codorus photos in the earlier images from my previous 365 attempt, along with some writing about the place this place holds in my life and my psyche).

I am back in my house for one day while my boys visit their dad; I pick them up tomorrow and we go back to camp for five more days.  I've been looking forward to posting the photos I've been doing each day while we've been camping -- stepping out of my regular life, first to go to Maine and then Codorus, makes it easy to make photos. And I've made some I like, already -- a bit of a switch for me, since I've been really struggling with digital photography for a long time and only figured out, just this past week in Maine, how to go about starting to make digital pictures that I don't hate.

I think it gets harder when the daily grind -- work, parenting, love, the full catastrophe -- resumes, harder to deliberately make a little room in the middle of all that to make pictures and write about them.  Not when so much dire else needs doing.  However, I'm sure that one of the places my socks fell down on the prior project was in not posting every day -- I was religious about shooting every day but not so much with the posting; often, I'd do a week's worth at one time.  This time around I intend to post every day when I'm able.  But sometimes I'm not able, like those days when I'll be swimming and biking and lazing around this scrubby but endearing state park with my kids and their cousins and our extended family.  Enjoying summer and each other.

So, um, yeah, this one wasn't shot on my iPhone.  A first.

Sunday, June 24, 2012

Part Two, Day One: Begin Again



Just home from a week at the Maine Photo Workshops. Pardon me, the Maine Media Workshops. (The last time I was there, exactly a decade ago, they were still the Photo Workshops and we still used film. How time tumbles past).

Much more as soon as I am able, about what happened to my project. The eight month-plus lacuna. But right now, here is the first photo in my second effort at undertaking a 365.