My wonderful nephew, Tim… He has whiskers now… He’s all grown up. I remember once when he was a baby he got a golf ball stuck in his mouth. The ball was stuck behind his 4 front teeth. It was sad to see his scared, little, chubby face but the incident really was funny. Please don’t think I’m mean…he wasn’t in danger of swallowing it. I still think it’s funny. He plays Frisbee golf now…a Frisbee is tougher to get all the way into your mouth.
Hi there! In Baz Luhrmann’s epic, Australia, the little boy Nullah says at the movie’s end, “that’s why we tell…the stories…so they know they are belonging to us.”
Now, you’re here because you have a story to be told. Are you getting married? Having a baby? Celebrating a friendship or family? All of these are stories and theses stories tell of your “belongingness”…of your belonging to a larger story…a story that matters…a story that connects you with people you love and want to remember… and to people who love you and want to remember you.
Your story matters. And I so love a good story. That’s what this site is about.
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Thanks for posting this pic of my beautiful, furry faced boy-man.
Jenny
Your portraits are wonderful. I feel like I am seeing Tim for the first time as a man instead of that boy that played at my house many years ago….. I look forward to seeing your work.