Self Portrait

My self portrait in the first stage of the mold.

I entered this portrait along with those of my father and grandfather, each cast in adobe with soil from each of our birthplaces mixed in. Tucson, Milwaukee and Bountiful UT.

The view from the kitchen window

These photographs were take on April 11th and April 15, the snow being in the later date.

These pictures started me taking hundreds of pictures from the same vantage point. I open our kitchen window and set the camera down on the sill, roughly frame the shot and take the picture. I'm over halfway through a year which is my projected completion date.

Below are shots of the sun rising and storms on Mount Timpanogos.

Hand written inscription from a book we found at DI. "Letters to My Son", Kent Nerburn

Maybe some of the advice
in this book will be a substitute
for the things your father may
have said. I've read it & it does
have some good ideas.

Merry Christmas
1994

Mom


I found this entry both intriguing and tragic. On first read I thought the mother must be attempting to make up for ill advice she imagines the father had given. I later considered that there was perhaps some kind of separation, divorce, abandonment or possibly an early death.