So, I’ve been trying to figure out how to remind people that I’m a photographer. COVID-19 slowed business to a halt, as it has with many, many other businesses. And even before that, publications in Louisville ran out of money for freelance shutterbugs. Of course, that makes it difficult to survive as a creative.
When you visit your friends to enjoy fellowship in the time of Covid-19 and you end up having a little puppy time, too.
Misty and I had date night in the Highlands at the annual HighlandsFest. By Tuesday in Louisville it’s going to be almost 100 degrees, so a good warm, but not hot, Saturday evening around the more bohemian of people sounded like a good plan. Including that mean mugging dude above. Continue reading “HighlandsFest on Baxter Avenue”
So Dakota is spending some time at the Girton Compound and ended up celebrating his first birthday. But what’s a birthday without pictures.
I’ve been struggling to write this story for a while now because I want to do it justice, but the circumstances are such that I don’t think I’ll ever be able to express how deep my admiration is for Amanda (obviously a different Amanda from the last update). Continue reading “Amanda’s story”