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THROUGH MY LENS: strange bedfellows

Antique stores and flea markets have always been magical places for me. I used to frequent them diligently most every weekend, back before I started running out of places at home to display my finds. It’s always a fine mess inside, and a kind of happy one, filled with endless delights […]

Bringing Up the Bells

This morning I unearthed my mother’s small collection of bells from their basement purgatory. I’m not sure what possessed me to finally seek them out. The only thing I can imagine is, that lately I’ve been thinking and writing so much about my father’s belongings and why I still have so many […]