Guns. Concerts. Dancing. Some of the world’s best kiddos. Heartwrenching clouds.
I like the intentionality this project brings to my life and also that it gives me an excuse. E.g. normally when my three nephews are running around in matching shirts before going out the door for the day, I just say, “Oh how cute is this?!” Now the lightbulb goes off and – because I have a good reason – I quickly corral everyone together. Without the reason, I would feel silly delaying everyone 40 seconds to snap the sort of photo that, with today’s technology, we tend to feel like we could take almost any time at all.
To document your life, you used to have to really pay attention. Now the-means-to-capture-any-moment lulls many of us into passivity. We are no longer required to be awake to capture the little things, and so many of us aren’t.
Chamber lock. Target practice day. We shot the AR-15 first. Owner of rifle said, “Hey! She hit it!” (the target). Uh “Fuck yeah, I did.” Next: Ruger American Predator in 6.5 Creedmoor. Austin doesn’t want to admit that I won best grouping, but I did. Then I was really bad at the Mossberg 500 20 Gauge. So bad.
Social dunce goes to a concert. Drinks wine. Gives airplane rides to strangers. Enjoys the sky. And the music!
Gonna miss this awesome little chica – such a personality! (Great parents. Great.)
Night #1 in Wyoming, and we’re the last ones up… like always.
Wyoming skies shatter my heart. God’s country, indeed.
Morning with the kiddos! A.k.a. Trouble 1, Trouble 2, Trouble 3.
The whole fam-damily… post water balloon fight!
Kuna, Idaho – USA
Boise, Idaho – USA
Casper, Wyoming – USA