and this is Christine
as viewed through Grace's lens.
Grace documented her life and loves
with her camera
from the 1930's into the 1990's.
She created and worked
out of her basement darkroom
in western Nebraska.
Christine is my Mother
and I am Grace's spirit twin.
This blog is about
journaling Grace.
Scroll down to see
through the eyes of Grace...
from you...
xox - eb.
gracefully...
xox - eb.
creating journals
with Grace's images
hoeing the rows
Coptic style...
xox - eb.
sometimes
a pretty girl
uses pretty little tricks...
the air has cooled
and it looks like this girl
has that back-to-school feeling...
Frank and Christine...
I love the written date
Christine would have been
all of two months old...
look how tightly he holds her.
who are they?
where are they?
what are they fishing for?
loving:
the lopped off head,
the unbuckled sandals
and the radiating
light...
Grace...
and the radiance
of the splendour in the grass,
and the glory in the flower...
who is this couple?
where are they?
what are they feeling?
Grace and I would go to the farm
and purchase fresh eggs, butter and thick cream.
For breakfast she would cook up
some oatmeal and layer butter, brown sugar
and the thick country cream on top.
I was eating love from a bowl.
