Although photographing the child, I am often times inspired by the mother. Her strength, her love, her beauty.
Monday, May 9, 2011
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Honeysuckles are one of my childhood memories from Grandma's house. They grew on the fence in her backyard. The smell of them takes me back to playing out there with my brother and cousins, and little sips of sweetness.