Blue Window Creative Photography

Looking forward to spending a day with these two tomorrow.

Been traveling a lot lately, but wanted to start on blog-catch-up-twenty-ten!

This is Isla; you may recognize her in belly form. Again, we love just shooting in people’s homes. We like to think years from now when everyone is living in floating hover-homes, they’ll look back at our images and see how people lived, “Back on Earth.”

This family is one of those dangerous ones that makes us wonder what a little Mary + The Joel concoction would be like. Then I snap back to reality and just continue to be intrigued by other people’s offspring. Isla is so animated, and already a determined, independent soul. What other baby would go all day without sleeping? I think she’s born to be a night owl. Note that she even has a boyfriend, Henry, on the mobile above her crib. (Yeah; Michelle and Doug are that cool, and we’re so looking forward to their wedding in August!! I wonder if Isla will still be with Henry then, or if she’ll have another date to the wedding…)

A few years ago, Joel and I stopped in at an estate sale in Kansas City. There was a large box of slides, an old “one at a time” projector, and this book of contact sheets that we picked up for $25. This was where our obsession with other people’s pictures began. Not just photographing people (as that had been long underway) but staring at ones others had taken. Not by artists, professionals, or anyone remotely famous; just people with a camera documenting their life. I’m amazed like a 3-year-old by the mystery behind them and how much you really can gather from an image, without the verbal background story.

When we moved out to Oregon, there were (thankfully!) only so many things we could take with us; you should’ve seen how much stuff we gave away. (I actually think most of our own wedding pics are still in a box in a friend’s attic!) But not this. As although our own history is important, we have the drive to narrate and read other stories. (Super Hero pics aside. )

The only date I could find on here was from 1959; 50 years ago. Makes me wonder-50 years from now, what will the photographs made today say? Humbling to think about on this rainy Friday afternoon. (I gave some of the images have narrative tags if you just let the cursor rest on them.)