Winter appears to be officially upon us. With our drought, this is welcome. More, please!
The dogs tolerate it, mostly.
For Alain and Emilio. Happy now?*
* Sometimes a portrait is trying to be more than a grinning face, and being told that my self-portraits would be ‘better’ if I smiled, feels a lot like the experience women have when they walk down the street and have strange men tell them to “smile.” Why do they feel they have the right to do that? My body. My self. My smile.