Record breaking day. The little one slept all afternoon so I got to work photographing tropical fruit. I thought about a mix of Joseph Albers and 1960s pop. I cracked open a coconut and sliced a papaya. Then a familiar cry from the bedroom. I swooped in to pick him up and then we dressed to go outside. L came home from school and built a fort from a pile of cut pine branches. Before we were ready, it was time.
I’m giving this yearlong project a spin. Undoubtedly, I will fall and pick up again. Knowing this makes it easier. Still, I plan to show up to record a short photo and story of my day. You’re welcome to join me. I’d love it really. We can give each other high fives and geek out with a hashtag (#ayearofus), not because everyone is doing it, but because we’re doing it, together. Showing up every damn day to make this creative habit real.