My Hands

I have my mother’s hands. Strong, peasant stock. I’ve always been a bit self-conscious of them. With my short, crooked, bony fingers, I’ll never be a hand model.  But last Mother’s Day, my daughter wrote something very special for me and I’ve never looked at my hands with loathing again.  I’ve combined her words with a self-portrait I shot this past weekend.

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Photoshoot: Gay LeClerc

Long time followers may recognize this wonderful woman.  I shot her and her daughter right before Valentine’s Day (see here and here).  She approached me recently about doing some head shots for her. She’s in real estate and needs a nice one for the company website, as well as for her business cards.  We had a wonderful shoot on Saturday morning. She’s an amazing woman and I hope that shines through.

Here are a few of my faves.

Dark Twain

Taken a week ago last Sunday. Angus MacLeod as the Spirit of Mark Twain in “Dark Twain” (A one-man show utilizing the darker writings of Mark Twain, with a few other anti-war, anti-imperialist types thrown into the mix for good measure).  Performed at the Coffee Shop at Wildflower Village on 4th Street.

At Customer Pick-Up

We went to the furniture store today to look for a television stand and a small end table. Luckily we found what we wanted and both items were in stock and small enough to fit in my car. While we were waiting at the loading dock I snapped this photo of Sweetie.