Practice! Practice. Practice?

 

 
 
I snapped this photo in college while working as a first-time product photographer for a family’s yarn and knitting store. Their shop was on the first floor of a two-story building they owned. Upstairs was the fully furnished apartment of their grandfather, who collecting all sorts of things, including typewriters.

I snapped this photo in college while working as a first-time product photographer for a family’s yarn and knitting store. Their shop was on the first floor of a two-story building they owned. Upstairs was the fully furnished apartment of their grandfather, who collecting all sorts of things, including typewriters.

 
 

I'm mostly off the major social media platforms these days so I'm turning to this page to share pictures, articles, and holiday observances.

But I’ve also made a list of subjects and questions that I think about and return to quite often.  I'll try to use this space to see how well I might be able to examine, clarify, come to grips with—definitely share my confusions about—some of those topics.

I'm very fond of the personal essay form. As I understand it, or at least have memorably encountered it as a reader, the personal essay is a way of writing that prefers a series or sequence (or bundle or hodgepodge) of digressions, associations, tangents, and (of course) epiphanies in order to record the shape of an individual's thinking and feeling.