This Man and This Lens Are Not Fucking Around
This is my new lens and a very old subject of mine. I have been photographing Aaron for over 20 years. 20 years. I remember when we were kids, wondering what it would look like/feel like when we knew each other for more than a year, or two, or three. It feels/looks the same. But more. More of everything. Thicker foundation. More of us, (children). More money. More bills. More house. More gray hairs. More. And that foundation, no matter how many cracks, how many hits, it keeps us stable. This is a blessing I do not take for granted. It has taken more than 20 years to build this foundation. It has taken work, every single day. It has not always been difficult, it has not always been easy. It is what it is. And it is thick. And strong. And we continue to work on it. Always. In therapy. Out of therapy. Mornings, lunch times, nights. The work is the constant and the work is what makes us, us. And that is what it takes. Hard fucking work, all the time. That is the reality.
Anyway, back to my new lens. Isn't it awesome? I'm smitten. I'm gaga for it. I saved up my money and I bought it today.
Today has been a full day. I had my annual at the gynecologist. This is a vile but necessary chore us women do every year. It is such a violation.
This evening I photographed the Teen Parent Services Graduation Party. I love these families and I hope they love me, too. They don't really know me, I don't really know them, but I long to. I love photographing them. Tonight we celebrated the young moms and dads who are graduating from high school this year. Defying all of the statistics, all of the prejudices.