chez mes parents

There is something about 3191 that strikes a chord in me--something about their talent for making the ordinary feel a little more extraordinary. There's also something lovely about quiet simplicity, organization, and small treasures that I love about 3191.

In creative writing class, I've talked about how it's difficult for me to write about the things that are closest to me, the most familiar, because I don't know how to distance myself and give just the right information for the reader. It all seems relevant to me.

I think the same goes for photography. I decided to explore my parents' house while my mother and I were on a marathon lesson plan writing session for the summer theatre class we are teaching. This is what I came up with this time: