Here’s an image heavy post for those of you who forgot I am a photographer and thought maybe I was a rocket scientist. Well, I am not. I proved that this morning when I drove off to my yoga class with my water bottle and yoga mat on top of the car. Just clarifying that point to myself and all of my neighbors. No one was particularly surprised. Not that I am a complete idiot. I know stuff. I just don’t know how important any of it is.
Anyway, what am I talking about again? Oh yea – photos.
Sometimes it is very good for me to get away from the pretty parks and wild fields and to shoot someplace new, like the places in this urban photo shoot. And anyway, you can’t photograph boys just anywhere when they are 10. Or in the case of my son, you can’t photograph them without making fart sounds because otherwise they are just too cool to smile. Luckily this one is immune to my idiocy and can smile on his own without my help.