WORDS, PHOTOGRAPHS, IMAGES: HOW IT HAPPENS

IMAGES
Anything Is Possible

CREATING YOUR IMAGES
MAKING YOUR STORY VISIBLE

FROM WORDS TO PHOTOGRAPHS TO IMAGES:
WORDS from my novel
PHOTOGRAPHS from my mother’s trunk
IMAGES from my heart
and my story about my parents is visible and new

MY WALL OF FAMILY PHOTOGRAPHS

My Parents
More Beautiful and More Complicated Than I Knew

My parents met on a blind date. It was a big success and, after a respectable period of “seeing” each other, they decided to get married. Mother’s story, and she swore it was true, was that they arranged to tie the knot at the local Justice of the Peace early so they would have plenty of time to drive to Atlanta and be in their seats for the kick-off in the Georgia Tech game. They were zealous Tech fans and that afternoon the Yellow Jackets broke a four-game losing streak to beat Florida, 39-6” (Unpublished Manuscript)

My Mother
In these photographs
my mother and I were both about thirty

“The journey I took with my mother at the start of every summer was nearly half a day’s excursion and always felt like an adventure. Mother and I would pack our suitcases the night before, then get up early, put everything in her Ford Fairlane, a two-tone salmon and white, and off we would go” (Unpublished Manuscript).

AND THEN I DISCOVERED COLOR