I have spent the past month taking Molly Flanagan's Visual Storytelling workshop through The Define School. Four lessons that culminate with my being able to be as articulate with my images as I like to think I am with my prose.
I should let you read my prose some time.
If you've spent any amount of time with me, then you know that we love our coffee and that we are big fans of letting Baz have his way in the kitchen. For the first twenty-ish months, Baz's sign for Steve was "Daddy Coffee" - they've been making morning coffee together since Baz was born and now it's about a 60/40 split...favoring Baz, of course.
This past week, Steve worked from home a few days while we battled the plague in various forms. Afternoon coffee happened.
Walter hangs out happily in that thing for (maybe) five minutes.
Long enough for me to document a daily occurrence that I normally (blissfully) sleep through.
(Yes, it's so good we have it shipped. Buy your own here.)
Good times.
If you're feeling like you need to improve your story telling game, contact Molly. Stalk her blog, take her class. She is sheer genius and I feel imbued with a bit of it. It has been a privilege.
PS: anyone have any Save For Web advice? I think I shrink too much, but I don't feel like I'm shrinking that much....?
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