The 300 character limits on posts in this app is beyond lame. I probably won’t be hanging out here very much. My attention span is already too short. I am pretty sure my dog can read better than that.

This is a cyanotype I made of a photo that my mother took of me in a little red wagon in 1968 when I was around two years old in the backyard of our new home in Lynnwood, Washington. I’m posting this in response to a student’s question, who asked me when I began my interest in photography.