My mother died this past Christmas morning. She was 67. She was born and raised in Columbus, Ohio, but spent the last twenty years of her life in Cross Timbers, Missouri. We’re having two memorial services for her, the first in Missouri, tomorrow at 1:00, so her friends from there can pay their respects, and the second in Columbus later this summer (postponed due to the wild weather in Columbus).
I’m on the road with my cousin Jennifer and my Mom-in-a-Box to take her to the first service (in Warsaw, Missouri), and I’ve been documenting the trip, and some reflections on my mother on Instagram, Twitter, and my personal Facebook account.
When it’s all done, I think I might collect these photos and little stories, fill them out a bit, and write a memoir sort of post.
You’re welcome to follow along, if you’d like. I’d like that, and I think Mom would have, too.
To repeat the disclaimer, this is a project about re-discovery. It’s about remembering who I am, what I’m about, what I love and what I do not. Fair warning, this project will be posted here rather than at my SFW site because there will be nudity from time to time. Some of it will be of me, some not, some artistic and pretty to look at, some just raw.
I don’t intend to think of something every day and then shoot it, though I may do that sometimes, too. But sometimes I will just shoot, and then find something about myself in the frames and post about that thing, whatever it is.