Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Memorial Day in a Busy ER


The Holidays in a busy city ER
can be unpredictable -
exhausting or quiet,
funny or tragic
 - unpredictable.

Memorial Day is a day to celebrate heroes
who fought for "what is right"
and some days in a busy city ER you just don't see
alot of "what is right".

But just as the census was picking up
and the pace was quickening,
our wonderful Jonathan brought
 in a homemade cake to celebrate the day!

Love Him!!
It made my day!

Friday, May 4, 2012

Cinco De Mayo

6 years ago my beloved first dog Kenya died. 
At 12 years old perhaps it should have been expected but the goodbye was excruciatingly painful.  Deservedly, I mourned my dear sweet dog Kenya for days when my friend
(and a dear friend of Kenya's also)
called and suggested we head downtown to Artist's Row on Cherry Street
 for a juried exhibition of a mutual friend. 
 I rallied from my state of mourning.
We cocktailed with marqueritas and caught a train downtown. 
What a memorable night it was - good art, good food, good people. 
 As we snuck out for my friend to catch a smoke,
by the dumpster was a white plaster replica statue of Kenya.
We could hardly believe our found treasure.  
 My friend said, "You carried him up your steps.  We can carry him home."
And so we began our trek through Philly with a 7 foot long plaster statue of Angel Kenya. 
We laughed.  We cried. We literally stopped traffic and after a long journey home,
Angel Kenya came to rest in my back yard garden.
 Cinco De Mayo is now forever indelibly planted in my mind as
a joyous, loving holiday and a memorial to my dear sweet dog Kenya. 

Laughs and friends can get you through any heartache. 



Happy Cinco de Mayo to you!

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Introducing the Class of 2012

With the support and suggestion of my sister, I was asked to photograph a grand old historical estate for the purpose of making fundraising notecards.  As I consider changing vocations from a 30+ year career in nursing to following a passion for photography, this opportunity could not have come at a better time.  Off I went to snap away at this magestic property.   This fantasy like property is now used to home orphaned children.  What an irony a property of such magesty for the most unadorned and forgotten.





Then with another upcoming event I was asked to make a calendar for fundraising purposes.  Now I could further practice and polish skills, define with editing a theme to the calendar, capture the grandness. 
 I jumped out of bed each day with the thought of doing what I love - the snapping, the editing, the organizing. 








When I thought the job couldn't get any better,
 I was asked to photograph the Class of 2012 who were soon to graduate
and head out in the world solo. 
All three of these requests were heaven sent,
But this request best defined why I love photography -  

A Yearbook for a Class of 5!


They dressed up in their finest.
They hammed it up. 
They laughed and joked. 
One said, "it was dumb", 
(but I don't think he really meant it) 


They enjoyed being made a fuss over.
Without suggestion, as they sat at the piano for the class shot,
hands were rested on shoulders and they spontaneously huddled in a group,
a family of sorts.
And in the end, a yearbook was made -
 elegant and bound in leather -  
A yearbook that this amazing group of strong, brave, young graduates well deserve -
A keepsake for the hardships, the travails, the joys of adolescence.

Ladies and Gentlemen -

The Class of 2012