January 3, 2010

Mary Pearl and I are first cousins and have been whirling around since we were hiking Enchanted Rock and swimming bare in the Frio during our younger summers. Mary Pearl grew up in central Florida but would make the trek to Texas each summer to spend with our grandparents in Uvalde. My sisters and I would always meet up and discover hidden lore in our grandmother’s library or secretly wish for Honey Coot’s money rubber band ball. Our cousin memories are endless and pricked by rough love but blanketed in family bond.

I couldn’t resist myself and I am very, very thankful that MP and Josh amused; but when does an artist have a family cemetery, a glowing pregnant bride, and perfect weather? Let’s try never unless you stage the scene. Thank you for seeing the beauty. Here are a few.


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